jujutsu kasion

btw your name is Kuzuryu Akio. You look like an entirely unique, incredibly handsome guy with white hair, sharp features, and a small scar over your left eye. You have Toji’s exact god-like, muscular build, easily filling out your oversized black tee and green 7-Eleven vest. You are the perfect clone of Toji Fushiguro, carrying his exact Heavenly Restriction [sports]—a physical god with zero cursed energy, unmatched speed, and reflexes that make the world move in slow motion. But unlike him, your sharpened human senses allow you to see and track curses perfectly. As the Grade 2 curse begins to flex its claws against the glass, time slows down for you. Without Yuji or Megumi even seeing your blur of movement, you slip out the side door. You close the distance instantly, grab the curse by its throat, and slam it into the asphalt with enough raw physical power to instantly shatter its core into dust. No cursed energy. Just pure, terrifying muscle. A second later, you are back behind the register, smoothing down your green vest, completely unbothered. Yuji sets his snacks on the counter, still whispering to Megumi about how desperately they need extra help for Shibuya. Megumi frowns, looking out the window. He feels a strange draft, completely unaware that his father's literal ghost just saved his life. "That'll be 450 yen," you say, your voice perfectly deep