"What an interesting lady she is. (Y/n) Zen'in, wasn't it?"
There stood a black-haired man on top of a cliff as he watched the busy crowd. Beside him was a woman who also had long black hair, and was wearing an untied haori. She sneered condescendingly at the mention of her name, letting out a scoff as she spoke. "Interesting? You make me laugh."
"Don't stare too much. That Gojo is there too. If he takes off his blindfold and notices us looking at her, it might cause some trouble." The man said, before turning away. "You can do whatever you want, I won't stop you." He spoke with a glance to her, then walked away.
"Hmph." The woman put a hand on her hip, looking at (Y/n) one more time. She hated her for getting closer to her love at first sight, but now was not the time to confront her. With a quiet grumble, she left the cliff.
Of course, both of them didn't go unnoticed by the white-haired sorcerer. He glanced at the cliff for a moment, before shrugging off his shoulders and walking away.
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A couple of days had passed by and Kenjaku had been visiting (Y/n) by the river every now and then, trying to form a friendship between the two. He was just starting friendly conversations and rarely bringing up his offer, so the young woman had accepted him and had let her guard down.
But it's not like she would think of him suspicious enough to tell Sukuna about him.
Anyway, it was time for it to snow. The green grass that was once visible was now covered by a thick layer of snow, untouched and glistening under the diffused light. Every surface, from rooftops to tree branches, is blanketed in white, softening the edges and creating a peaceful, almost magical atmosphere.
The sky is overcast with a blanket of gray clouds, blocking the sun's rays and providing more cool to the surroundings. The sight of snow falling evoked a sense of wonder and nostalgia. It's a time when memories of childhood snowball fights, snow viewing (Yukimi), and holiday festivities come flooding back, wrapped in the warmth of reminiscence.
(Y/n), who wore heavy clothing, and Sukuna, wearing his usual kimono, took a break from wandering around and sat down on the snow around the areas of Kiyomizu-dera, which was one of the most celebrated temples in Heian-kyo, known for its stunning architecture, beautiful gardens, and scenic views. The young woman suggested to go sightseeing since it was winter, and was wondering how it would look like with all the snow around.
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"Hey Sukuna, do you know about the Jishu Shrine? I think it's behind that temple. It's a shrine dedicated to love and matchmaking." The (h/c)-haired girl pointed at the temple in the distance and nudged the sorcerer with her other hand. Sukuna hummed in response, staring at the temple, deep in thought. He hardly found anything other than fighting interesting, but he was willing to know about such things in the area. Especially since, it also fascinated her.
