Jujutsu Kaisen X OC (The Red String of Fate)

6 Years Later

Normal POV

6 Years Later~~~~

As the sands of time slipped through her fingers, Sadako's quest unfurled like a sprawling tapestry, carrying her across distant realms in pursuit of esoteric wisdom from a reclusive sage.

Her fervent dedication to her journey forged her like tempered steel, refining her skills and stoking the ember of her inner fortitude alongside her mastery of the blade.

After six relentless years of shaping her destiny, she returns to the crucible where her saga with Sukuna first ignited,

With each stride, she exudes a newfound confidence that has been woven into her very being.

"I'm home...."

Approaching the threshold of familiarity, a potent brew of anticipation and apprehension swirls within her, eager to witness the transformation brought by time of the world she left behind.

Yet amidst the swirling currents of change, one constant melody echoes-"Sadakooooo~~~~," a refrain of affection that envelops her as she embraces Sakura,

Now a mere shadow of her former self, and Himawari, standing taller than before, her eyes alight to herself.

Sadako's lips curve into a wistful smile, the embrace of her sisters infusing her with a renewed vigor, igniting a spark of curiosity for the adventures yet to unfold.

Sadako's POV

"I've returned," I announced as I stepped through the familiar threshold of my home.

Settling back into the comforting embrace of my residence, I was greeted by the eager assistance of the household servants.

With gracious smiles, they swiftly attended to my belongings, their genuine joy at my return palpable in their respectful gestures.

"Welcome home, Lady Sadako," one of the servants chimed in, their warm tone echoing throughout the foyer. "We missed you so much."

"Sadako-Sama, we've been waiting for your return!" Their sincerity touched me deeply, reaffirming the time we spent together.

Amidst the bustling flurry of activity, I found solace in the presence of an elderly servant, a steadfast pillar of the household for generations.

With a tender embrace, she conveyed years of loyalty and affection in a single gesture.

"You've blossomed into a remarkable young woman," the elder remarked, her voice laced with pride as she held me close. "Your return has been eagerly anticipated, Lady Aizawa."

"It's good to be home," I replied smiliong gleefully.

"Come and tell me everything!!" Before I could fully relish in the warmth of their welcome, Sakura and Himawari, ever the lively companions, whisked me away to the garden.

"Oh! Make sure Sukuna doesn't catch wind of my return," I instructed my head maid with a conspiratorial wink, to which she nodded in understanding.

"And do inform father of my return as well," I added, before slipping away from the bustling servants in pursuit of some much-needed family time.

As the day came to an end, I indulged Sakura and Himawari with tales of my adventures and rigorous training, each recounting met with rapt attention and shared smiles.

With Himawari nestled in my lap, her gentle snores accompanying the fading sunlight, we found ourselves drawn to the tranquil beauty of the garden as dusk descended upon us.

Sakura, ever the affectionate elder sister, looped her arm through mine, her eyes shimmering with fondness. "I'm overjoyed you're back," she whispered softly, h