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Blessings

𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀᴍᴀᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴀᴏʏᴀ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏᴀᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ʙɪᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ ɪꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀ ᴊᴊᴋ ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ. ᴄᴜʀꜱɪɴɢ. ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ/ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ. ʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇx. ᴏᴜᴛᴅᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴢᴇɴɪɴ ᴄʟᴀɴ ɪᴅᴇᴀʟꜱ

ɢᴏᴊᴏ x ᴢᴇɴɪɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 4ᴋ

ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ / ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ /ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

2018

November 9

"Thought you were dying there for a few hours." Shoko's voice says

The scent of cigarette smoke hits your nose as you try to get your barrings.

"I would never." You say, your voice is hoarse

"How're you feeling?" She asks passing you a glass of water

"Sore. I'll be fine though," You say gulping the water down greedily, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Not long I used my technique so you should be fine. You had a pretty bad concussion along with your stomach being torn open. Whoever stitched you up did a good job but that fight ruined it. ." She explains

You nod slowly and sit up.

"Oh, I have your phone, Naoya insisted you wouldn't need it when he picked you up." She says handing you a shoe box.

Sure enough, your phone sits inside and a few other items.

Nanami's cursed tool sits with what looks like half of the spotted tie he often wore.

Nanami! Naoya never mentioned him and with all the excitement at the estate, he hadn't crossed your mind.

"Shoko! Where's Nanami? He saved me from some sort of fire curse! Let me see him!" You demand trying to climb off the bed she had you on

Shoko places a warm hand on your shoulder and sits down next to you.

"Nanami died in Shibuya. Itadori saw it, he was killed by that cursed spirit Mahito." She says quietly

No...

It's alright

That couldn't possibly be your last interaction with him! Shoko was lying.

"Where's Satoru? He'll tell me the truth?" You say, angry that she'd lie

"He's still sealed. Whatever is inside Geto's body has him. Even if we were to get him back he's to remain sealed for collaborating on the Shibuya attack." Shoko says

Naoya had said something similar to you just days ago...

"I'm just saying what the higher-ups have said to all of us ok." Shoko sighs

Her face is a twisted mess of anger and sadness. Sometimes you forget how close Shoko was to Gojo, to Geto before his death last year.

"I'm sorry." You say

You're having a hard time believing all this, Nanami dead, Satoru, missing, sealed inside some box. Not to mention the aftermath of the fight with Naoya. You're pretty sure you can feel your bones creaking.

"I picked the tool up from where he died. The tie was actually wrapped around your fingers when you were brought to me." She says

He must've put it there. You swore he had the tie wrapped around his own hand like always when he pushed you out of the way.

Your tears feel like they're burning your face as you whisper your thanks for the box.

"You should get some rest at home. I healed you with my technique but your head was pretty bad, you probably won't feel the best for another couple of days." She says, "The rest of the report is there if you want it."

And then, she's gone, closing the door behind her with a soft tap.

Ijichi helps you sneak out of the school undetected. He claimed that reports were submitted to the higher-ups that Maki killed you in the Zenin massacre. That kept you safe for now but being on school grounds was still risky. If one of them came down to Shoko's lab they'd sense your cursed energy and then Yuta would be dispatched.

Your home feels empty without Satoru's loud voice and Megumi and Itadori's bickering about Human Earthworm. You spend the next few days reviewing various reports Shoko emails you. From the Culling Games from Kenjaku to Itadori's second 'death", it seems like you missed a lot.

November 11

The loud crash of a pan wakes you up. The clock on your bedside table reads 4pm, you must've fallen asleep reading again. Hushed whispers reach your ears.

Whoever the higher-ups sent to kill you, they were doing a shit job. Had Yuta lost his mind?

"Itadori! Pick it up! She hates it when we mess up the kitchen!" A voice commands

Megumi?

You immediately throw off your blankets, and any ideas of jumping out the window are gone from your mind.

You're practically tripping down the steps as you rush to the source of the noise.

"It's not my fault I swear!"

You finally reach the kitchen to see Itadori holding your favorite frying pan in one hand and rubbing the back of his neck with another. Megumi must've smacked him.

And then your eyes fall to the other person with them. Buried behind Megumi and Itadori's scrap over a pan is the girl you never thought would wake up.

"Tsumiki!" You gasp and immediately wrap your arms around her.

Her laugh warms your heart as she leans up from her wheelchair to hug back.

"What are you doing here?" You ask when you break apart

"She's part of the Culling Games. Itadori and I want to work to fix a rule that lets her leave. I brought her here since I thought she'd be safest with you." Megumi explains

"That's great but...getting involved with those games means killing others doesn't it?" You ask as you run a hand through Tsumiki's hair.

"Yes, but what other options do we have?" Itadori says

"Saving Tsumiki is our priority. Kenjaku will kill her if she doesn't participate." Megumi says

"Then you two can stay here with her. I can join them." You say, "You guys are still kids."

Sure they're extremely powerful kids. Sukunas vessel and the use of the Ten Shadows, but still kids.

"Children shouldn't have to do things like that." You say

Your words are reminding you of Nanami. He always said things like this, especially after Haibara died.

"No," Megumi says

No? Who did this kid think he was?

"Megumi, have you forgotten I'm the special grade here. Not to mention I literally have changed your bed sheets after you peed in the middle of the night." You say, "You're not in any position to tell me what to do."

Maybe you could embarrass him into staying home. Itadori lets out a snort but slaps his hand over his mouth when Megumi sends him a sharp look.

"You can't go because we'll need you later. We don't know what Kenjaku can do. If you go in there and fight you might lose, and we can't be missing any special grades. Without Gojo, we're going to need all our power as sorcerers." Megumi says

You hate that he's right. You still don't feel great after your fight with Naoya. You know it's not his technique, it's just you. Maybe it has to do with Nanami or Satoru.

"You're talking like an adult, clan leader." You smile and mockingly bow

"That's right! You're head of our family now, Megumi!" Tsumiki smiles

"I don't want it. I already told you that on the bus ride over here." Megumi scowls

"Dunno if you have a choice in that. Not that it matters though, The clans is dead. It's just us and Maki now." You say

"What?" Megumi asked

"Maki, she came to the estate and killed the Hei and the Kakuru. I haven't seen her since but I presume she's off mopping up the rest of the Zenins that weren't on Estate grounds at the time." You say

"What about your parents?" Tsumiki asks

April 2016

"Dead people are kind of gross, huh?"

"Just because he's dead doesn't mean you can make fun of him, Naoya." You say

"Why not? You hate him for engaging us. Besides any man that dies to a sickness isn't a real man." Naoya scoffs, "I don't ever plan to die like that."

"He had cancer, Naoya." You say

"So?" He asks

You roll your eyes and look over at your mother. She's spent her day greeting family members who have come to mourn your after. You haven't talked to her in years, you only knew that your father was dead thanks to Naoya.

"You are such a good-looking couple!" An older woman compliments her as she approaches.

You're not entirely sure who she is exactly. Just some nameless Zenin woman who has shriveled with time.

"Thank you." You say with a small smile.

This funeral has been unbearable so far, playing perfect fiance with Naoya has sucked your soul from your body.

"What's the long face for?"

"For fucks sake." Naoya curses as heavy arms come to rest on both your shoulders

"I mean I know it's a funeral and all but did anyone actually like the guy that died?"

The old woman scoffs and hobbles off, deterred by the one and only Satrou Gojo.

"What are you doing?" You ask

"Let go," Naoya says shoving his arm off

"Saving you love birds. Everyone hates when old relatives come up to make small talk. I know I do." He smiles

"No I mean, I left you in the car. Why are you in here?" You say, gently pushing his arm from your shoulder.

"I got bored. Plus Megumi stopped texting me back." Satrou says

"Of course he did. You're insufferable." Naoya says eyeing Satoru like he was some bug.

"Careful now, we don't want to get any blood on that nice outfit of yours." Satoru smiles

"Whatever. You have five minutes with your bitch. My dad wants to see us." Naoya says before stomping off somewhere.

"I'll kill him." Satoru smiles

"No, you won't." You say

After you successfully send Satoru back to the car, you bribed him with sex and a promise of kikufuku, you're free again. Your eyes fall to your mother again and this time she sees you. She smiles at you but you can't bring yourself to return it. There was nothing to smile about you were still trapped in an engagement a now-dead man had set up. Why did she even bother to still try with you?

"I don't care what happens to them. They're not my family." You say

"So you'll let me go? You're not going to tackle me the way you did that one time?" Megumi asks

"That was when you were eight, and wanted to wear your underwear on the outside of your pants because Satoru told you he'd take your bed away if you didn't. You almost went to the bus stop like that." You say

"Why was he even trying to take your bed away in the first place?" Itadori asked

"I didn't want to talk to him about Digimon." Megumi sighs

"Megumi, tell her why you're bringing me to her." Tsumiki says, nudging her baby brother's leg

"What? Why?" Megumi asks, his face a bit red

"It was cute." Tsumiki smiles

"Yeah, Fushiguro...tell her." Itadori cheekily says as he elbows Megumi

"Stop it, both of you." You say, "If he doesn't want to then he doesn't have to."

You smile to yourself as you listen to the way Megumi and Itadori talk to each other upstairs.

"We don't have to bring my things downstairs," Tsumiki says from the table

"Sure we do, I don't really want to have to carry you up the steps all the time." You say, "Besides, you'll get the hang of walking again soon. After all, Satrou's money pays for the best physical therapist we can find."

Tsumiki is quieter than normal but she seems happy enough to watch to prepare a simple dinner for everyone. It's a bit jarring that she hasn't made fun of Megumi yet or scolded him, but perhaps she was just happy to be out of her coma.

"Is this everything?" Megumi asks as he tosses extra clothes, blankets, and a few hair ties onto the couch.

"It looks good to me. Sit down, boys we're eating dinner." You say

"We have to get back to the school. Tengen, Yuki, and Choso will want an update." Megumi says

"You have to eat. What's Tengen going to serve? Socratic advice that makes no sense?" You ask

Megumi huffs in annoyance but sits down anyway.

"Teenagers. They're so full of attitude." You say to Itadori.

"Especially Fushiguro." Itadori laughs

"Tell me about it. He used to pout all the time when he was a kid. Always wanted things to go your way." You smile as you walk to the table

"That's Gojo's fault. He spoiled us." Megumi says

"True, he doesn't seem to have a frugal bone in his body." You say

December 2009

"Do you honestly think he'll like that?" You ask eyeing the expensive coat Gojo has just purchased.

"Tsumiki liked hers. Besides, Megumi needs a nicer one, the one he has is too small on his arms." He dismisses you

"Sure but..."

You glance down at all the many bags the white-haired man had accumulated over the past few hours. You had ended up at the mall with him after finding out how little the kids had in way of clothes and just possessions in general. You were all for Christmas shopping but Satoru was taking things pretty far.

"Alrighty...I think we went to every store." He says as the two of you step into a crowded elevator.

"You think?" You smile

"Are you mocking me?" He asks

"I'd never." You lie

You shuffle closer to him as people shift around to get out on their stop, but suddenly a sour smell fills the elevator. You look up at the sun-glass-wearing idiot to see a smirk on his face. He must've been the cause.

"Ah sorry about that everyone. She's feeling a bit gassy. Must've been the broccoli we had from Panda Express!" He announces

You're positively mortified as a man in a stylish suit shoots you a glare and steps away from you.

Gojo's cackling is so loud, you could probably hear it all the way back at the school where Nananmi was watching the kids.

"Don't you ever do that again, idiot!" You scold as your voice carries through the parking deck

"It's not my fault you let it out in an elevator of all places!" He laughs

"You're a liar!" You say, shoving his shoulder

"Careful! What if I dropped these bags? What would you tell the kids then?" He asks

"I'd tell them you're a man with a fancy credit card who can't hold his farts in when he's in public." You say

"And if I held it in? What if it builds up and explodes inside me?" He asks, totally serious

"Good, one less freak in the world." You huff

Gojo dramatically gasps and pretends to faint by leaning onto you.

"Get off! Your fat ass is crushing me! All those sweets must be adding up!"

It's not until you're back in the car that Gojo stops laughing about the elevator, even now, his giggles are breaking the silence.

"Do you actually think my ass has gotten fat?" He asks, "All the squats I've been doing must be paying off."

The nerve of this man.

Tsumiki looks so peaceful as you turn off the lights in the living room. It had been a challenge to get her out of the wheelchair but the relaxed look on her face now that she was asleep on the couch was well worth it.

You quietly tiptoe up the steps and knock on Megumi's door. There's a bit of shuffling followed by a "I can't believe you don't want to watch the Conjuring, Fushiguro." Before the door swings open.

"I just wanted to say goodnight." You say

"Goodnight!" Itadori calls from his place in Megumi's bed

"Goodnight," Megumi says

You smile at him and gently ruffle his hair.

"You're getting so tall. I wish you were little again. You were so cute!" You gush, thinking about Megumi's chubby face.

"Stop that, it's embarrassing." He says brushing his hand off your head.

You're ready to walk away and cuddle into your bed, the soft scent of Satoru's cologne on the sheets ready to lull you to sleep when Itadori speaks up.

"Have you ever seen Human Earthworm?" He asks

"Just the one we all saw at the theater a few months ago." You say

"Wanna watch the third one? Fushiguro doesn't want to but if you do then he has to, cuz' majority wins." He says

You think about it for a moment. While the movie wasn't exactly your taste, the lure of people to talk to was tempting. You weren't enjoying your solitude as much as you thought you would.

"Alright, I'll watch it with you two." You say, pretending like you had really thought it over.

"Yes!" Itadori cheers, "Fushiguro open Netflix!"

You spend the next hour melting your brain on the big bean bag Megumi has in his room. Itadori seemed overjoyed that you had outvoted him but now you were understanding why Megumi wasn't into these movies. They were just so odd!

"Hey, I think he's asleep, we can turn it off," Megumi says quietly

"Thank god." You whisper reaching for the remote, "I think I lost some brain cells."

You stand up and look down at the two teens who are in bed. Megumi is still awake and looking at you while Itadori is fast asleep, his arms wrapped around a stuffed T-Rex Satoru won in a claw machine for Megumi years ago.

"Hey Megumi..." You say

"What?" He asks

He follows your gaze to Itadori and understands exactly what you're saying with your eyes.

"We're just friends." He says quietly, looking at the sleeping pink-haired boy.

"I didn't even say anything!" You whisper

"Friends." Megumi insists, his face is dusted with a pink hue.

You don't miss the way he's avoiding your gaze, instead inspecting the blue of his duvet.

"Alright, alright. Just remember, Satoru will tease you way more than me." You say as you walk toward the door

"He's an idiot," Megumi says

"Oh trust me, I know."

You bid farewell to Megumi and Itadori early the next morning. Tsumiki is rubbing sleep from her eyes as she waves them off from the couch.

"Be safe." You say seriously

"We will! See you soon, Zenin-san!" Itadori waves as starts to walk off.

"So you know exactly where to bring her, right?" Megumi asks, "If it changes, Maki will come to tell you."

"I know, don't worry." You assure

"I'm just...trying to be cautious. I don't want anything going wrong." Megumi says

"You don't have to be. Itadori will have your back in there, and I'll be out here keeping her safe. I know that's why you brought her to me." You say, "Plus, if anything goes seriously wrong Maki can come to tell me and I'll join the game immediately."

"And if the higher-ups find out about you? They don't even know that Tsumiki is here, they think she's at Shoko's." He says

"They won't do anything. Yuta and Yuki are the only ones who would be sent out for me and he's already in the game and Yuki's with Tengen." You assure

"Okay," Megumi says

He seems a bit unsure as he turns to walk after his friend.

"Megumi, everything is going to work out." You say before quickly hugging him.

He's never been one for tons of physical affection, even when he was a kid he'd grimace at head pats or hugs. Of course, that might be because Satoru was the one who was overbearing with it.

You're a bit shocked when Megumi hugs back, normally he stiffly stands there like you've stabbed him in the stomach.

"I know. I just wish we could fast forward to everything being over." He admits

"Tell me about it." You say letting him go, "Satoru getting sealed has made everything more difficult."

Megumi nods in agreement and walks after Itadori.

"See you soon!" You call after them

You get a wide smile from Itadori and a wave from Megumi who says something to the pink-haired boy.

"He said your bathrobe is ugly!" Itadori yells

"Megumi! Get back here right now!" You yell, highly insulted.

November 16

"Are you sure you don't want me to enter with you? I don't mind." You say as you walk with Tsumiki towards the barrier

"It's alright." She says

You had spent the past week and a half with her, holed up at the house. She was rather quiet during that time but she had been sleeping for over a year, perhaps she just wasn't interested in talking your ears off like before.

"Zenin-san and I will be right outside. I'll be substituting for you." Ijichi says

"I still can't believe she chose you for that." You sigh

"I don't want you to get hurt." she says

Odd. Normally she's ready to praise you for your strength. She always found it cool that you were a special grade before she fell into her coma.

"Alright. I'll be right here though. Once you add your rule we can go get some food." You say

Tsumiki nods and sends you a small smile as the barrier swallows her up.

"Are you worried, Zenin-san?" Ijichi asks

"Yes. I'll get over it though. She's a smart girl and Megumi knows what he's doing. He's always been quite sure of himself." You say, "He reminds me of Satoru sometimes."

"I hope he doesn't turn out exactly like him," Ijichi says

"Tell me about it, the world can barely handle one as it is." You laugh

Megumi has always shined bright in your eyes. Sure, he was difficult when you first met him. Sullen, and always ready with a sharp-tongued insult to throw at you and Satoru, but he eventually mellowed out. Well, to you at least. You're sure once this Angel person frees Satoru they'll bicker again as soon as possible.

Perhaps you'll never fully understand Megumi as a person. He was level-headed at times and then at others, he could barely think straight. Even in his middle school days when you'd spend countless hours arguing with him about his bullying habits, you never got a full explanation from him on why he did what he did.

"Out little blessing"

Satoru was right. He was a blessing, even if he would be the cause of early gray hairs and stress wrinkles for you. And now, he was setting things up to keep his sister safe, putting his loved ones first, as he often did. Megumi never said it but you knew he loved his little family, his actions spoke for him.

"Spacing out?" Ijichi asks

"Just thinking about Megumi. He's grown so much." You sigh

"Well, he is 15. Teen boys tend to do that." He says

"I wasn't talking about how tall he's getting, Ijichi."

November 19

Dammit. How could you let this happen? Sukuna in Megumi. Some ancient sorceress taking over Tsumiki, getting her killed. This was all your fault. You let Megumi go into the games. You could've insisted he stay home. Maybe you could've figured out some way to separate Yoruzu from Tsumiki. Just maybe...you could've fought her, gotten Tsumiki's soul to respond...perhaps using your domain would've worked.

Everything was falling apart and you can't help but think you could've done something to stop it.

"Zenin-san!"

Panda.

"Ieiri-san is looking for you!" He says

You wipe at the stray tears that have accumulated in your waterline. There wasn't time to mourn. You'd bury Tsumiki later, for now, you had to focus on what was ahead.

"Are you ready?" Shoko asks, sunglasses in one hand, and a cigarette in the other.

You looked over at the one Itadori had introduced as Hana Kurusu, or well Angel as you liked to refer to her in your mind.

Just a few more minutes and he'd be back again. Satoru was coming home.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

I know, it's shorter than normal. I have to focus on my work for my college so this will have to tie everyone over for a little bit. I gotta lock-in I fear.

I will say this though:

Gojo returns in the next chapter hehe.

If you have something negative to say about this fic, don't hide as an anon in my messages. Better yet, just block me. Out of sight, out of mind. This is a message to the person/people who keep lurking and messaging me saying they don't like the fic. I'm not forcing you to read it. Just scroll away.

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