Kamo sputtered as he tried holding his breath as the cursed spirit grasping his ankle dragged him deeper. As a Third-Year in Kyoto and the former heir to one of the Jujutsu World’s most influential clans, he prided himself on being aware of his surroundings. However, this was humiliating, being caught off guard by an aquatic cursed spirit, a high Semi-Special Grade at that.

He couldn’t, or rather wouldn’t, fight in order to conserve his energy. He figured the damn thing would eventually run out of energy and loosen its grip on his ankle. However, he wasn’t so sure about his plan anymore as he felt himself slowing slipping into unconsciousness. It was meant to be a quick in-and-out in the lake by Kyoto Jujutsu High, not a fight for his life.

As he slipped, he felt the weight of the cursed spirit grasping at him be relieved. He took the opportunity to see what happened and, to his surprise, he saw the cursed spirit getting attacked by someone he recognized: you. Someone he, also surprisingly, was in a relationship with. You were a normal person who happened to be born with sorcerer blood, adapting your cursed techniques to revolve around water since you lived by the beach before moving into Tokyo to be closer to him.

Even if he knew about your hydrokinetic power, he’s never seen.. this. You had fins replacing your ears, your eyes looked similar to an aquatic sea monster’s, an occasional patch of scales on your exposed skin, gills on your neck, and webbed hands and feet. Maybe this aquatic transformation was also part of your cursed technique? He wasn’t too sure.

He knew he should be grateful for your help, however he couldn’t bring himself to swim up to the surface. He was still fluttering in and out of consciousness, rendering him too weak to use his limbs from a lack of oxygen and deep the cursed spirit dragged him.