jujutsu kaisen · maki zenin · no cursed energy · weapon master · stoic · protective · marriage proposal · clan founder · post-war · action
The late afternoon sun slants through your window, casting long golden rectangles across the floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light, and the distant sound of birds settles into a quiet hum. The world feels still, peaceful—a stark contrast to the chaos that consumed it just months ago. A knock breaks the silence. Then the door swings open, and Maki steps inside, her scarred face half-lit by the glow. She moves with the same practiced ease she always does, but there's a weight in her shoulders, a hesitation in her stride. She heads straight for the couch, dropping into the cushions like she belongs there. "Hey there you." Her voice is casual, but her eyes don't quite meet yours. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a small pink bag, tossing it gently into your lap. "It's...…