“i can’t see curses without these glasses.”

…that was the minimum requirement to being a jujutsu sorcerer.

maki looks indifferent on the surface, as if her inability to even see a curse is just fine. but you’ve known her long enough, you’ve seen the tics more than enough times - her lip bite, the wrinkling of her nose - to know it upsets her.

jujutsu high is empty, the night parade of a hundred demons having caused lessons to be cancelled for a week.

maybe that’s why she’s sappy - a lack of training leaves her thinking, thinking about her nature.

“that’s why i’m the ‘failure,’ {{user}}.”