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blueevanesce.bsky.social
utahime replies we are so back
blueevanesce.bsky.social
He noted his phrasing was less than ideal for a Utahime that was already keen on mauling him to death on sight.

“…I mean, it can’t be just the shoes.” Satoru tried again, his voice a bit quieter, and a tad less cold than it had been previously.

Does he care? Surely, it is just intrigue.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
Satoru took his sweet time to catch up to her, his long legs worked in his favor. At some point they began to walk side by side, although the silence did not last long.

“What’s wrong with you today?” He mumbled as he carried her broken shoes by hooking his fingers onto the back.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
Her silhouette became a little droplet in the distance, only then did Satoru sigh and run a hand down his face. Contemplating.

It’s not like he cared. Right? Her words didn’t do much to affect him.

He already knows he will die that way.

“Damn it.” With a resigned sigh, he began to walk.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
That doesn’t match the reaction he got.

She surely wasn’t expecting any sort of sympathy from him, right? After all, Satoru never extended the kind towards her. Perhaps in a way, she is one of the few people that see the uglier parts of him.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
Satoru stood there, watching her begin to storm off and cuss at him with vivid intensity that left him… confused.

Why is this such a big deal for her?

From what she had told him, it seemed like Utahime was simply heading home and got sulky over her shoe breaking, then the rain. However…
songofkyoto.bsky.social
The callous indifference of his words stung bitterly, acting like a bucket of cold water poured over the head for the heartbroken Kyoto teacher.

Utahime physically flinched at Gojo's gratuitous disdain and cruelty.

Appalled by his behavior, the shock rendered her speechless and agape. >
blueevanesce.bsky.social
“You’re so pitiful it’s not even funny. I’m dying just from listening to your whining.” Seriously? As disconnected as one can be, Satoru failed to feel much empathy towards his poor coworker.

She’s sitting there sulking, and he’s the one who has to come after her and waste his time.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
He got some fireworks to blow up when the year rounds!
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thegetosuguru.bsky.social


𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘐’𝘮 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴,
𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘗𝘐𝘌𝘋 𝘗𝘐𝘗𝘌𝘙.
𝘐’𝘮 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶,
𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮—
— 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭.
♡﹔↻

blueevanesce.bsky.social
The rain continues to fall, and Satoru waited for her to recompose herself in some way, yet it’s as if her unwillingness to cooperate overcame every rational thought.

Utahime wanted nothing to do with him, and nothing to do with Jujutsu High either. What a pain.

“So, you’re just gonna sit there?”
blueevanesce.bsky.social
However, he couldn’t deny it was odd to see Utahime so… dejected. Usually, she is the one with a firey spirit that unleashes whenever he talks to her.

Now, that woman is nowhere to be seen, and he’s left with a droopy, sad puppy faced Utahime.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
Maybe if he wasn’t disrupting his carefully built schedule, he wouldn’t be as annoyed, but given the circumstances his classes will most likely need to be shifted around to accommodate the tardiness.

The man sighed at the very thought.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
“You’re so pitiful it’s not even funny. I’m dying just from listening to your whining.” Seriously? As disconnected as one can be, Satoru failed to feel much empathy towards his poor coworker.

She’s sitting there sulking, and he’s the one who has to come after her and waste his time.
songofkyoto.bsky.social
< and 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦," she hissed, her eyes burning with new and unshed tears of frustration. This was probably the second worst day of her life!

"So now here I am, sitting on a bench, drenched to the bone, limping my way home. Go ahead and laugh."
blueevanesce.bsky.social
He’s not the kind that likes to burden others with needless things.

Satoru looked up at the cloudy winter sky.

“What are your plans for the new years, hm? It’s around the corner.” He couldn’t help but ask. It’s rare for him to sit and chat with them like this.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
Satoru chuckled and leaned back on the bench, one leg crossed over the other in his usual posture as he drank the hot chocolate.

“Well, good for you then. I wasn’t gonna buy you another one.” A little jest, because he would if Inumaki asked. He knew that the boy wouldn’t ask, though.
cursedfang.bsky.social


⠀⠀( if he was being honest , he didn't even see the drink until his sensei pointed it out. he looks down to the can he held to notice the raspberry and lemon flavor .

⠀⠀. . . 💧 )

⠀⠀𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑎 𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑎 .

⠀⠀( " it was the only thing i could grab . " he mused before opening the beverage , hearing


⠀⠀
blueevanesce.bsky.social
When Inumaki returned, the stoic look on Satoru’s face dissolved into that easygoing expression. He tucked his phone away, one in which he was previously texting on.

“Four and twenty five~” If he had counted or if he’s just spouting out random numbers, it’s unknown. Regardless, Gojo seems pleased.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
He didn’t care all that much if he was being honest, however he decided to at least give her a head start so she doesn’t suffer too much. The snow *is* a few inches deep after all.

Satoru stood up, stretching his long limbs, and threw the trash away into the bin.

“You got experience don’t you?”
blueevanesce.bsky.social
“I knooow right! You’re like a tragic heroine.” Satoru cooed and crunched the empty plastic package between his palms.

“And I am the merciful villain that shall help you.” Gojo Satoru? Cleaning up snow? Less likely than you think. But he couldn’t help but take pity on poor Nobara.
nailaeipathy.bsky.social


⠀⠀. . . eh ? EHHH ⁉️

⠀⠀( she suddenly stands up and looks over to the lax sensei , clearly in shock . )

⠀⠀BUT I'M ALL BY MYSELF ❗

⠀⠀( nobara didn't even get any good snow boots on! how was she going to do this alone ?! )


⠀⠀
blueevanesce.bsky.social
“Weeeell you see, I know I put off training, but I didn’t call you all here for nothing!” Satoru began, his head lulling to the side as he chewed another gummy.

“Someone has to clean up the snow outside.” Nobara can probably already guess where this is going…
blueevanesce.bsky.social
He knees down, eye level, and the loud pitter patter of the rain feels like a shield that blocks away the world.

Awaiting for some sort of explanation.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
He stands tall above her while the rain dripped off his infinity. His face holds no expression, and with those eyes concealed, it’s hard to tell what he’s thinking.

It’s as if he’s breaking down the expression shes making, analyzing it.

Satoru sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
With his six eyes, it was only natural that he’d be picked for it. It came more as an annoyance to him, because his time is being wasted in such frivolous matters.

If she wanted to cower and hide away, it wasn’t any of his business. However, he couldn’t deny it was very unlike Utahime to do so.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
“The hell are you doing here? Everyone was looking for you.” In which @songofkyoto.bsky.social missed a meeting, and no one knew the reason why.

It was raining outside. Satoru didn’t expect to find Utahime to far from the Kyoto school, after being tasked with looking for her.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
A grin spreads on his face at the thought of putting more sugar over the already sugary treats. Honestly, he sort of wanted to try to make them in the shape of his students to give it to them.

“Alright, you grab the mold, I forgot where it is.” He didn’t. Satoru moves to the sink to go clean up.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
It’s not like he appreciated her, she had nothing to offer him. At least she was useful and reliable in times like these.

Yeah, there’s no reason to think about what she says at all, is the only conclusion Satoru comes to at the moment when they’re finished.

“We gonna decorate them right?!”
blueevanesce.bsky.social
Utahime, like many others, is a constant in his turbulent life that has been there for a while. He can’t help but find familiarity in the way they still bicker and argue just like they were teenagers.

Unlike his relationship with Shoko, that became strained, for example.
blueevanesce.bsky.social
He didn’t! She’s giving herself too much credit, as if she was worth as much as a fraction of his attention. A weakling like her doesn’t last a day inside his head, thoughts of Utahime are as fleeting as their time together.

And yet, Satoru can’t help but mull it over impassively as he stirs.
songofkyoto.bsky.social
"No, Gojo. Contrary to what you believe, I do 𝘯𝘰𝘵 take everything 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺," she corrected him, angling the first bowl of ingredients with care as he began to stir.

"But you oh, so 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 to attack me personally, so don't start complaining when I return the favor," Utahime finished, speaking >
blueevanesce.bsky.social
“Tch, says you who takes everything personally. Don’t give me that.” Satoru huffed and grabbed his spatula with determination. He was above this, he will prove to her that he can make the best gingerbread men ever.

Not because he needs her approval, but purely out of spite.

“Alright I got it.”