Hinata gripped the contract with both hands reading each word carefully. A soft amused smile lifted her lips as her intelligent eyes processed the implication of Gojo Satoru's words.

Stiffening in her seat she scanned over a specific clause.

'The contractee will have to work a minimum of 3 days per week as a Jujutsu Sorcerer.'

"Yes!" She whispered under her breath.

She didn't have to read more, Hinata made her mind up after reading that particular clause.

Skimming through the rest of the contract she penned her signature with a look of amused glee.

"You're one funny guy, Gojo Satoru." She mumbled under her breath as she set her pen down.

By the evening a message to the Gojo's was sent with her approval of the contract. Shoichi Gojo, the current clan leader invited the Sohma's to join them that weekend, in the hopes of furthering this proposal into a marriage alliance.

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𝑩𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓, 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔.

1. 𝑼𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓.

2. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒏𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅.

3. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓. (𝑺𝒆𝒆 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒙 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.)

4. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆.

5. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝑺𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍.

6. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒉𝒐𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.

7. 𝑩𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓.

𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝑹𝒆𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒙 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔.

𝑨𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒙:

1. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒏.
1.1 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒖𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒏 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆.

2. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒚 𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆.
2.1 𝑵𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒆:
2.1.1 𝑭𝒐𝒐𝒅
2.1.2 𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔
2.1.3 𝑯𝒚𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒔
2.1.4 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

2.2 𝑵𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒅𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒆:
2.2.1 𝑪𝒐𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔
2.2.2 𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔
2.2.3 𝑭𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.
2.2.3.1 𝑺𝒑𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒔, 𝑫𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝑶𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒏 𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒔, 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓.

3. 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆.
3.1 𝑰𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒊.𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑱𝒖𝒋𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖 𝑺𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈; 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍.

4. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒏𝒐 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒓 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒔; 𝒊𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒂 𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆𝒅.

4.1 𝑨𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒖𝒍𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕.

5. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝑱𝒖𝒋𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖 𝑺𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒔.

5.1 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑱𝒖𝒋𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝑺𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍.
5.1.1 𝑩𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒌.
5.1.1.1 𝑱𝒖𝒋𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖 𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒍 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒆.

6. 𝑨𝒏𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒄 𝒃𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒉𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆.
6.1 𝑬𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕.
6.1.1 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒉𝒐𝒍 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒉𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅.

7. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒓.

7.1 𝑺𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕.
7.1.1. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆.

𝑨𝒏𝒚 𝒇𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓.

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐧:

GojoSatoru

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐧:

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Gojo Satoru procrastinated his entry for as long as he could. The Sorcerer arrived at the Gojo clan two hours late and then spent an additional forty minutes bathing before lounging in his room.

Enjoying the time off bestowed on him, the tired Sorcerer reclined with a bag of marshmallows while lazily swiping the screen of his phone.

Ignoring the knock on his door and the nervous maids voice he mindlessly aligned colour sweets that lit up his screen.

The sight of them exploding dramatically bringing a sense of relief to the frustrated Sorcerer.

"Satoru-bocchan the Sohma's will be here in a few minutes." His an older attendant called through the door in vain.

"Ehehehe..." He stuffed another pink marshmallow in his mouth while the screen lit up going berserk with lines and rows of sweets aligning to form special candies at the end of the game.

Halfway through his bag of sweets and his seventh level up, the door of his room slid open abruptly revealing a poised lady standing with a displeased frown that was identical to his own.

Side-eyeing the door he straightened up with lightning reflexes.

"Kaa-san! What are you doing here?" He asked standing up to greet his mother.

The thin middle aged lady stood with refined grace that spoke of her status as the Gojo's daughter-in-law.

Dressed in a pretty blue and white floral kimono, with her brown hair swept up into a neat bun, his mother lifted a thin, long brow up at him with a look of expectancy.

"Why aren't you dressed yet Satoru?" She asked in a soft voice that denied the hard look on her face.

"I was just going to Kaa-san." He lied avoiding her firm gaze.

"The Sohma's have arrived and you were expected to receive them with us." She continued her tone chideful and firm yet still mellow.

Taking a step in she reached out to run her hand through his snowy hair. Her eyes crinkled with silent concern.

Since the day Satoru was born, he was surrounded by Sorcerers and tutors to ensure a pedigree upbringing.

Over time his mother realized that her son would need a silent strength alongside him and not coddling.

She knew better than to goad him like the elders and instead wordlessly showed her support.

Her eyes flickered with a moments hesitation before she spoke guardedly.

"Hinata seems like a lovely girl. Please come and meet her before..." She trailed off her voice was warm and motherly.

Dropping his stubborn gaze to the floor he nodded with a spoilt pout just like he would as a kid when got caught out for truanting his lessons.

Turning to leave his room, the beautiful lady turned over her shoulder to speak once more.

"I made some kikufuku. If this goes well you can have all." Sharing a secretive smile with her son who widened his eyes with excitement she left the room.

With a reluctant groan, he stripped out of his sweat pants and T-shirt a few minutes later dreading the thought of meeting another girl.

The Sorcerer languidly wrapped the cool cotton material of the yukata around his athletic form. Shrugging into a haori his slid his shades on before exiting his room.

Satoru hunched his shoulders in defeat before making his way down the long hallway.

He couldn't help the angry pout on his perfectly handsome face as he begrudgingly made his way to what he referred to as his doom.

His bare feet stopped just before the fusama, inhaling deeply he prepared himself for what lay on the other side of the door before entering.

A wave of mixed Jujutsu energy clashed against his infinity as he slid the door open. The large guest room was packed with rich blooded Sorcerers, the air crackled with power that would leave normal humans feeling out of place.

Satoru swept his gaze across the room, getting a read of each person, purely out of habit before stepping in.

Shinichi caught his eye and nodded at his son who swaggered in, broad shouldered and confident, with a stubborn set to his jaw.

"Ah! Here he is! Satoru come here." His grandfather Shoichi Gojo boomed, waving him over.

Suppressing an eye roll through the white band he had over his eyes, Satoru lumbered over to where his grandfather stood with man close to his father's age.

Seeing Satoru approach he bowed in greeting despite being older. The man smiled serenely at Satoru, a handsome charm still clinging to him at forty years old.

"Pleased to meet you, I am Sohma Kaito." The man spoke in a polite, reserved voice that showed a level of intelligence and maturity Satoru craved to have around at work.

Switching his infinity off he shook the older man's hand with a tight smile.

"You probably already know this, but allow me to introduce myself. Gojo Satoru, son of Shinichi and Nagisa Gojo."

Satoru replied with a friendlier smile, relaxing a little around the man he deemed trustworthy.

"Ah come, come don't be modest! This is the inheritor of the six eyes and limitless technique! The pride of our clan and my grandson!" Shoichi bragged. He tried to clap his grandson on the back but the white haired Sorcerer quickly put his limitless barrier back up.

Shoichi glared at his grandson who smirked flippantly before directing his attention to the well mannered Sorcerer who took everything in stride.

'He's a lot like dad...' Satoru thought, staring at the man in front of him.

"Kaito is Hinata's guardian. I'll leave you two to chat more." Shoichi said merrily remedying the embarrassment he felt from moments ago.

"Am I not meeting the girl at all this time?" Satoru quipped with a look of annoyance which wiped the smile off his grandfather's face.

Shoichi's face contorted into an angry frown but before he said anything he would regret Kaito spoke up.

"No, no, that's not it. I think Shoichi-san meant chat more about the clan. Hinata was escorted to the gardens with the clan ladies." Kaito replied with a light laugh.

'If his daughter is just as perceptive, it'll make turning her down easier...' Satoru thought.

He frowned at Kaito in concentration trying to get a read on the man when he felt a familiar warm hand on his shoulder.

"Not here. Don't do that so openly with our guest." His father whispered in a parental chide stopping him from using his six eyes.

"I think we should let the two of them meet before we speak to them further." Shinichi suggested squeezing Satoru's shoulder lightly in silent support.

Kaito smiled in agreement a small dimple curving his face while his eyes sparkled with genuine kindness.

Satoru was taken aback by how
warm the Sohma Sorcerer was and only hoped that this girl Hinata was just the same.

Guiding Satoru out of the greeting room, Shinichi spoke in low murmurs to his son while they walked.

"Are you okay son?"

"No. I don't approve of this one bit." Satoru bit out.

"Just remember what I said the other day. Please be kind if nothing else." Shinichi urged.

"Speaking of which, why is she accompanied by her guardian and not her father?" Satoru demanded with suspicious frown.

"Her father, Yoichi passed away two years ago." His father replied simply.

"What?" Satoru exclaimed stopping in his tracks.

"Y-You said-" The Sorcerer pointed at his father with a look of accusatory.

"I know what I said. I said that Sohma and I went to school together and were great friends."

"Hnf! Deceit..." Satoru whispered, his lips pulling into a frown.

"You and I both know that if you aren't interested you won't listen. I didn't want to overwhelm you with unwanted information Satoru." Shinichi responded, holding up a palm to stop Satoru's oncoming rant.

His father had him at checkmate. A sheepish grin lifted the edges of Satoru's mouth breaking the odd tension that surrounded them.

"So what does she do?" Satoru asked his brow lifting up with a touch of arrogance.

"Hinata owns and runs a bakery of her own."

'Ugh how heroic.' Satoru thought with a dismissive eye roll.

"Her family doesn't allow her to practice her Jujutsu." Shinichi confided a look of sympathy in his handsome face.

"Why?" Satoru asked confused.

It annoyed him at the thought of perfectly capable Sorcerers being withheld when they were so short staffed already.

'Probably too much for her pretty head to handle.' He thought with a grunt.

"Does she even have Jujutsu abilities or was she skipped?" Satoru couldn't hide the mocking tone in his voice.

"Satoru. Don't say anything you might regret." Shinichi spoke in a firm yet soft tone, staring at his son with a stern look.

"I'll let her explain the rest to you." Shinichi added.

Satoru's hostile demeanor immediately melted, his square confident shoulders rounded down.

Placing an arm around his son, Shinichi led him to where his wife, Nagisa Gojo waited with his apparent 'betrothed'.

Spotting her husband and son she rose up from her seat and made her way to the two Gojo men.

"What's wrong Kaa-san?" Gojo frowned, noting the nervous shift in her aura.

The beautiful lady who was the picture of sophistication shook her head covering up the dubious frown she had with a smile.

"N-Nothing. Everything is fine." She said in a soft delicate voice. Her hand tenderly ran through the side of his head affectionately.

"You sure?" Satoru frowned bending down to stare into his mother's face.

"I told you to stop doing that. It's impolite to simply use your six eyes like that." Shinichi chided with a soft frown pulling his son back.

"But you guys are hiding things from me." Satoru pressed.

"No we aren't." His parents said in unison.

"I am just dreading the way you'll turn down this lovely girl." Nagisa said which made her son huff out a cynical breath.

His father giving him a thumbs up before placing an arm around his wife as they headed back to the receiving room.

Satoru suddenly felt queasy, as if he were a pig for slaughter sent to the abattoir.

Entering the tatami floored room he found the girl in question sitting with her back faced to him. Her pretty chocolate locks pinned into a fancy twist with a hairpin.

She was dressed in a shade of blue that matched his eyes. Thinking this to be one of her tacts to attract him, he huffed out a tired exhale which caught her attention.

Words dried up on his tongue. Lifting a long slender hand up he dragged his eye patch down to study the girl with such pretty features.

Soft rosy lips that pouted, her brows lifted up in curious arcs. The wind sighed, whisking the drapes up, carrying her perfume to him. Inhaling deeply a serene smile pushed his full lips up.

"Sakura..." He whispered her name as if it were a prayer.

'If it's meant to be, I'll meet her again...' He recalled his words from the other day, a feeling of validation and triumph coursing through him.

Standing up to greet him, the girl from the diner bowed in traditional greeting, a shy blush dusting her fair cheeks. Dropping her gaze to the floor she introduced herself. Her voice as calming as a flute played at night.

"Pleased to meet you, I am Hinata Sohma." Lifting her eyes up to his intoxicating blue ones, she shivered at the sheer intensity of the man.

"No the pleasure is all mine." He whispered in a deep husky tone.

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