Jujutsu Kaisen X OC (The Red String of Fate)

【 CHAPTER 25 】When Love Isn't Enough

Inari's POV

"That Mahito guy is a walking red flag with limbs! Let's end him before he starts monologuing again," I snapped myself back to reality, striding over to Junpei with all the confidence of someone who definitely had a plan (I did not).

"But I..." Junpei—sweet, traumatized, emotionally unstable Junpei—looked at me like I was leading him to his doom.

"No ifs, ands, or buts! I saved your life." I pointed at him. "So from now on, your life? My hands. You? My responsibility. Whatever I say, you do. Got it?"

"I-I understand!!" Poor guy looked like he was signing a deal with the devil. And maybe he was.

"Good. Let's go stop Yuuji from doing something dumb." I marched upstairs where Itadori was busy playing dodgeball with Mahito—except the ball was a cursed, flesh-whip monstrosity.

"You're getting slower, brat!" Mahito sneered, his arm mutating into some unholy combination of a whip and a Swiss Army knife.

"And you talk too damn much!" Itadori retorted, flipping over the whip and landing a clean punch and but Mahito slammed his back who went flying through a window..

Seizing my moment, I lunged forward and delivered a kick so satisfying, Mahito went tumbling down like a cursed ragdoll. "You're not killing anyone today,"

"Bitch, I'll kill you!" Mahito spat, looking absolutely feral.

I retorted sharply, looking down on him "You can try,"

Meanwhile, Itadori threw a smoke bomb,

"IS ITADORI-KUN OKAY?!" Junpei's panicked voice echoed from above.

"I can't see—" My voice trailed off as I squinted through the smoke.

And then—oh no.

Mahito activated his cursed technique on Itadori.

Oh fuck.

Suddenly W=we were in Sukuna's Domain.

The air was thick with malice, making it hard to breathe. But that wasn't the worst part.

I blinked. Then blinked again.

I was sitting on Sukuna's lap. On his damn throne. Like some cursed Disney princess who took a wrong turn into hell.

His hand lazily twirled a strand of my hair.

"Why... why am I here?" I stammered, trying to scoot away, but his grip tightened, keeping me in place.

"Dare you touch my soul?" Sukuna murmured, his voice as smooth as poison.

His fingers ghosted along my neck, sending an unwelcome shiver down my spine. 

Jesus take the wheel, I'm out.

"S-Sukuna! I didn't sign up for this!" My face felt like it was on fire.

He chuckled, his grin sharpening into something downright predatory. 

I—I wanted to die. I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. Why was I still on his lap?!

"Get me the hell out of here!" I squirmed, but he held me tighter.

"Relax, brat," Sukuna drawled, his fingers brushing over my pulse. "I'm just savoring the moment."

Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.

And as if this absolute nightmare wasn't enough, I realized—Mahito was still there. Watching. Like a weirdo.

I—

I needed a drink.

"Kill me now."

'Why am I always in the middle of a damn disaster?!'