Chapter 5

Vivid visions of Utahime ran through Gojo's mind like a jammed DVD player stuck on a loop. Sitting alone restlessly in his empty master bedroom, Satoru's thoughts were in overdrive. Utahime was the muse of his mind at the moment which terrified him... Glimpses of his sweet kiss with Utahime filled Gojo's veins, and his breathing and heartbeat became irregular. What was going on with him? It was just one little kiss, no tongue action, making out, or anything more. It was the least he had done with any woman. Why did he feel the heat he hadn't felt before? Utahime left with Gojo's thrill of sleeping with the other models and strippers. He sent them all away. Geto, Sukuna, and Toji were asleep from all the activities, but Gojo couldn't sleep a wink, making him frustrated.

It was 5:30 am, and Gojo had a few hours to rest before the schedule. He couldn't focus on sleep when his mind was on Utahime. So many questions clouded his head. He questioned why Utahime's kiss was so sweet, why she looked so dazzling after he'd kissed her all flushed in red with an angered face, why she hated him so much, what she liked to do outside of work, why she was so distant from him.

And the biggest question he had was why she treated him differently than other women did. How and why did she see him as….just another regular human? Utahime saw through him. She saw his antics, & his through the looks, fame, and status. He wasn't an ''idol'' or perfect being to her like he is to his family, fans, and women. Utahime didn't put him on a pedestal or have high expectations of Satoru Gojo. Gojo wasn't the spectacle in her world.

For the first time, a lady didn't want anything from him.

It was all so odd.

If he has nothing to offer her externally what could he offer?

Satoru didn't understand Utahime.

But he knew he wanted to. Somewhere deep down he was just too enhanced by her.

He needed to solve the mystery of Utahime.

Gojo was curious to know about her. Tonight showed him that. Utahime was not fond of him kissing her like other ladies were desperate for. It seemed she just wanted peace. However, everyone wants something. He wondered what she truly wanted.

But doing that felt like work.

It felt foreign for Satoru to be tempted to work towards something since everything came naturally to him. He never had to pine a lady down. Or work for one. Gojo just wanted Utahime now.

It wasn't like he wanted a relationship. However, in his mind, he felt something different that he couldn't describe.

Gojo felt completely confused about Utahime.

Satoru's eyes began to feel heavy and lax. The room blurred as the colors of red filled Gojo's eyes before being greeted with darkness.

—--

A symphony of violins serenaded Gojo's ears, awakening him from his slumber. As Gojo awakened he scanned his surroundings to find himself in a garden full of fragrant red roses bright in colour. The area shone with the light of the crimson sunset, a blood orange cast over the garden. Gojo embraced its warmth, shutting his eyes to take it in.

It felt amazing, Satoru thought to himself.

The sounds of the violins were sentimental and romantic. Satoru's ears drowned in them before he heard a voice. Gojo jolts up from the mysterious voice. Satoru heard the voice was female. It was light, airy, and dreamy. But Gojo couldn't understand what it was saying. However, he was curious to know and went to follow the voice.

He needed to know who the voice belonged to.

Satoru sauntered allowing himself to be guided by the female voice, each step he took with confidence knowing he would soon meet the owner of that voice. After a few moments of walking Gojo found what he was looking for.

At the end of the red rose garden was a young woman covered in nothing but red roses. The woman sat in a majestic fountain pool filled with crystal blue water and rose petals. The woman's hair was super wet, long and sleek. The colour purples shone from her hair due to the light of the crimson sunset, draped with light red flower petals in her hair. Gojo observed the woman with his blue eyes scanning every part of her. The woman was sitting to the left so he could only see her left profile. However, he could tell she was beautiful. Her aura was so mysterious.

Satoru stood in awe at the red vixen floating in the pool fountain.

''Are you just going to stare?'' said the voice

It sounded mysterious and alluring to Satoru, but very familiar.

''I wanna know what you are? Who are you?'' Gojo said, walking to the fountain pool before stepping into the fragrant blue water. Gojo was now wet but he didn't care. He wanted to know who the woman before him was. Satoru finally stood before the lady in red looking down at her, her figure was small and slender, but she was curvy around the waist and bottom half of her body.

The woman turned towards Satoru, his eyes grew wide.

Before him was Utahime! Her face was radiant, her lips glossy in red and her brown eyes alluring with blushes of pink on her cheeks.

Was he dreaming? Why couldn't he get her out of his mind?

Before Gojo knew it he fell backward in confusion about what was happening getting completely wet by the water in the fountain. Utahime began to giggle and Gojo's heart began to hurt. What the hell was happening, she never giggled at him like that before.

He wanted more of that.

''Utahime…" Satoru moans heavily as she leans down over him. Gojo engulfs himself in the vision of beauty before him.

''I'm not Utahime. I'm a fragment of your imagination, a peek into your desires and current mindscape.'' Utahime says

Huh?

"If that's true, you got me losing my mind," Gojo said with a small laugh. He didn't know what was happening but he liked it.

''To put it into simple terms, you want Utahime much more than you realize. You conjured up this dream to fulfill your desire…..but to be with her Satoru, you must be patient, truthful, loving, and delicate with Utahime. Like a slow burn to a flame."

"So is that why you won't kiss me? You know that just makes us want to kiss you more?" He responds in a daze.

Satoru liked the way his name flowed out of Utahime's mouth. It was demanding but soft yet elegant. He no longer listened to what she said to focus on her lips. They looked sweet & juicy like a red plum or peach waiting for him to take a bite out of it. He felt himself moving closer-

''Are you even listening to me Gojo?''

Satoru gulped forward towards 'Utahime' looking straight into her eyes. They are close to each other now, and the violins in the background continue to serenade Gojo's ears.

"Listen…I will be 'true' to myself all you want as long as I can finally get some of your attention. You're killing me here Utahime." Gojo smirked. He found his hands playing with the wet purple strands of her wet hair.

'Utahime' smiled at Satoru as her eyes blinked slowly at him, he stared intensely at her and noticed the scar on her face covered with a small red rose. It looked heavenly on her scar. At that, he lost it.

''Can I kiss you?'' Gojo rushed out desperately. Utahime placed a wet dainty finger on Satoru's mouth, and a small blush crept on Satoru's wet face for the first time. He remembers not asking for permission the first time he kissed Utahime and decided to ask this time around.

''You may….but if you wish to you…''

''I need to get to know you! Don't worry. I plan to. I want to win over that mind and heart of yours Utahime.'' Gojo rushed out in a dark whisper.

Those words escaped his mouth before he realized it. Did he truly mean them? Or was he too caught up in attraction and infatuation of Utahime?

''Correct answer…now kiss me.''

With no hesitation, Satoru grabbed ''Utahime's'' head and began to capture her lips.

Flashes of Crimson Red take over his brain.

A sharp pain struck Utahime's lower abdomen as her alarm clock went off. With only 1 hour of sleep, Utahime felt incredibly drained and sluggish. Ever since she left the mansion Utahime's body felt heavy with uncomfortable aches. After returning home she brushed her teeth for 30 minutes to get any germs from Gojo's mouth out of hers. The extensive brushing was a must as he kissed multiple women beforehand. Then Utahime spent some time sitting on her bed teary-eyed due to having her first kiss stolen.

It sucked. Plus Utahime's job may be in jeopardy because she didn't stay behind to supervise the group for their morning schedule.

But the worst part was that the kiss had her feeling a ray of emotions. Utahime felt disgusted that Gojo had forced himself onto her without her consent and needed to set him straight for that. A kiss is mutual between two lovers, not with someone you loathe who loved to tease you. The fact that Utahime's first kiss got taken out of her hands felt completely unfair.

Gojo needed to understand this.

Utahime never had a fantasy about her first kiss but had hoped it would at least be better than this.

It made zero sense why Gojo would kiss her. Everything felt like a game to him, she just wished he'd leave her alone. Now it would be awkward at work with Gojo knowing what happened. Utahime made a deal with herself to give him the silent treatment. He meant nothing to her, and she had to keep it that way. But a small part of her felt a weird tingle from the kiss that she couldn't describe because she never felt it before. And she hated that.

As soon as she got to her apartment Utahime informed Nitta that she'd be taking the two sick days off, but forgot to turn off her alarm. She originally intended to take a full week off but that sadly wasn't approved since she asked too late. Utahime decided not to tell Nitta of what happened being too embarrassed about it and needed the time to rest plus get her back checked. Turning tiredly in her bed, Utahime felt strange as if water had leaked into her bed. Realization struck as she saw blood all over her blue bed sheets. It couldn't have been that time of the month already, not when her cycle had just finished. Utahime quickly rushed to her bathroom to get clean.

It felt like her luck was low. What else could go wrong?

wrong?

—

The blissful blue sky enriched the court garden at the Royal Castle of the Pelican State of Louisiana. It was soon noon but it felt like time was running slow. The Royal Castle is the home to Princess Tiana, the first and only Princess who is first in line as heir to the throne. The diligent princess sat in the court garden amongst a lavish white and gold tea table filled with crumpets, macaroons, buttermilk cornbread, and honey-filled beignets that she had made for her best friend Charlotte, her guest for today. Three armed broad knights stood near the entrance of the court garden to protect the Princess, Tiana always had protection around her at all times no matter what.

However, it felt suffocating for Tiana because she wanted more liberty, she felt like she wasn't free to do things on her own especially when it came to her hobby cooking. Tiana loved to cook to create original recipes after learning how to do so from her father, King James III. She gained all her skill and talent from her father who dreamed of opening a restaurant in his youth. But the King had to give up his dream to rule to become King after his father King James II passed to handle state affairs, administration, policies, and further obligations to the state. Due to the sweet memories and fondness of her time cooking with her father, Tiana wanted to share that feeling with others like her father did, but being the only heir to the throne that dream was becoming less possible. At the age of 20, she was now a Lady of Maiden meaning she was ready to marry and prepare to inherit the throne. Therefore her parents had started looking for eligible suitors.

''It's so nice that we can do this, it feels like I haven't seen you forever these days. How have you been Lottie?'' Tiana said, pouring honey lemon tea into her white and gold tea cup.

''I've been amazing Tia! You've never guess what!'' Charlotte exclaimed

A look of realization came onto Princess Tiana's face, she sighed tiredly causing Charlotte to whine. Tiana knew her friend too well.

''Don't tell me you are engaged again? Lottie! Didn't you say you would take the time to know your suitors before jumping the gun? Remember what happened last time? Tiana laughed after sipping her warm tea

''I know, I know! But Tia, this guy is different. He's not like that two-timer Antonio, but calm, sweet, and loving.'' Charlotte swooned

''We've talked about this before. Wouldn't you want to get the chance to know the man you intend to marry? Also, it's not like you need to be married so soon. Rushing it never ends well for you.'' Tiana complained

''Of course, I know him, he's amazing. Every maiden of aristocratic status is getting married. Dina of the Redbloom House got engaged last month after being with her suitor for two months. She's going to get the dream wedding before I do.''

''Well, what if she's not in love with her suitor? It could be arranged. That's likely the case since her family has political status. You're lucky your family isn't because you are free to do what you truly want.'' Tiana said sadly looking at her teacup. Charlotte felt incredibly bad not realizing Tiana's feelings on the matter represented her situation.

''I'm sorry Tia. I didn't think of it like that. But yet again, if Dina's like you, she may do what you did. Find love and pursue her dreams all in secret.''

Nerves masked Tiana's face as she shushed her best friend quickly checking if the guards had overheard. Charlotte had to nack for speaking so loud that people often overheard their conversations. Luckily it looked like the guards didn't hear anything.

''Lottie please be more careful.''

One of the guards came forward towards Tiana, startling the two. Fear crept on Tiana's face. Had he heard their conversation?

The guard held a huge box in his arms. The box, decorated with a red velvet bow, had a handwritten note with cursive writing attached to the top of the box.

''Good morning Princess, Lady Charlotte, I hope you both are well.''

Princess Tiana and Charlotte greeted the guard but were curious about the box.

''Today this box was delivered to the castle, it is addressed to you my Princess.'' the guard spoke.

''Really? I was not expecting anything, do you have any idea who it's from?''

''There isn't a name but just an initial. But it's from a close friend of yours. Maybe you'd know?''

Tiana took the box placing it in her lap, the guard had left leaving Tiana and Charlotte alone.

''Well don't just stare at it. Open it!'' Charlotte clapped excitedly to see what was in the box.

Tiana took the note off the box in confusion and began to read it. Who would this be from?

''To Princess Tiana. From your dearest friend S.J.,'' Tiana read out but was confused. She didn't know anyone with those initials? But the handwriting looked somewhat familiar to her. Tiana undid the bow slowly opening the box. Inside was a 1 million dollar rose gold cut necklace with a pink sapphire heart inscribed into it, plus matching earrings. The jewellery dazzled in the sun. It was too beautiful to look away from. They were her style. A box of expensive La Madeline au Truffle dark chocolates was also in the box, with a single long red rose wrapped with a letter.

Tiana was too stunned to speak.

''Oh my GOSH! I need those earrings & necklace! Why didn't you tell me about S.J? I want them to buy me gifts too?''

''Lottie? I don't have a friend named S.J You know this.'' Tiana spoke before removing the letter from the rose, Charlotte took the box gushing over the jewellery, she had never seen this sort of jewellery before and she had millions of them. Tiana's eyes scanned the letter as she saw the following words.

You help me breathe

Deeper and deeper

You make me fly high.

I feel it, feel it.

You help me breathe

My everything changes because of you.

You keep me alive, I can feel your love.

You help me breathe.

You make me fly high.

I love you, Tiana, my sweet Princess.

N.K

The colour red radiated outside of Tiana's heart, she was so surprised at this romantic gesture of his. She could imagine his low husky voice singing these precious words to her. Oh how she missed him, she wished she could be in his warm embrace whispering how much love he made her ever feel. She always felt safe with him, protected and sound as he was always there to listen to her thoughts. Kento drove her crazy.

At the end of the letter was a Polaroid photo attached to it of Nanami with a red rose in his mouth. He looked dearing with dark loving eyes filled with intent and desire. It took 0.2 seconds for Tiana to notice it was a close-up photo of him on a bed completely shirtless. Messy blond hair, ripped veiny arms, glowing fair skin. A loud breathy gasp escaped her mouth as the bells rang in her ears. She'd NEVER seen him like this before, EVER! Kento looked breathtaking. Again her heart radiated at the thought of his desire for her.

''What's wrong Tia!'' Charlotte asked, placing the rose gold necklace on her chest.

''N, Nothing!'' Coming into her view Tiana could see two of her guards approaching them. In a flash Tiana grabbed back the necklace, shoving it and Nanami's sweet letter into the box, before clutching it tightly in her grasp. She could NOT have anyone seeing that photo or she'd be in huge trouble.

''Is everything Okay?'' Tiana asked sweetly to the guards hoping they wouldn't catch the heat Nanami had her under.

''Princess, it's quite urgent. You've been sent a special invitation for courting that's been accepted by the King & Queen.''

''What?'' Tiana's face had fallen, her hands held tightly to the box as all she could think about was Kento. Charlotte went to comfort her.

''Princess, you and Prince Naveen of the Kingdom of Maldonia will be entering courtship. He will meet with you in a week.''

—--

Two days had passed after the infamous kissing incident and Utahime was now back at work from her sick days off. For today's agenda, Sweet Debauchery was to record a live open mic performance of their song 'Why?', attend dance practice, and shoot a concept trailer video for their upcoming album. Constant reminders went off in Utahime's head for her to play it cool. She felt nervous because of Gojo, seeing him after that kiss felt awkward. She wasn't sure if she should tell Yaga what happened. The fear of her losing her job arose since that happened to Yumi, the last personal assistant before her. This job paid too well to lose. Also, it was too embarrassing to mention it. So she stuck with giving him the silent treatment. She could feel his desperation to speak with her, but she would just pretend to have something else to do. Once she felt less embarrassed she would set him straight.

The group was to perform in front of a monochromatic background with black stalls placed on the ground to sit on. Each member wore a mix of red and black long silky robes, shirtless underneath with flared dark velvet pants.

Utahime was tasked to assist the makeup team, the group was going for a dark gloomy aesthetic, one that's violent, sexiness, and intrigue. She worked on Geto's makeup while the other makeup artists were attending to the other members.

''Are you feeling better?'' Geto asked nonchalantly, Utahime paused from applying smoky eye shadow to his eyes. His question got her off guard.

''I'm okay. I just felt a little unwell but I've recovered.'' Utahime lied, ignoring the memories of the kiss that flashed in her mind. She bit the inside of her cheek

''That's good. I sort of missed you around here. Having Nitta around was so dull, whereas with you there's quite the enigma.''

Utahime didn't know how to take his comment, forcing herself to continue with his makeup. Geto eyed her in amusement.

''What excites you?''

What sort of question was that?

''Why do you want to know?'' Utahime asked back now, focusing on his eyebrows.

''Just curious. We're working together I might as well get to know you better.''

Utahime couldn't argue with him there, he had a valid point. But it did feel a little weird how he asked her that out of the blue.

In the background, Utahime could hear Sukuna, Gojo, and Toji talking amongst themselves while getting their makeup done and the white noise of the other staff members, but couldn't feel Gojo's eyes on her. His gaze never left her once.

''Well not much…I like to play sports, and I like reading.'' Utahime offered lamely looking to the side.

Similar to Shoko….

A form of confusion flushed over Geto for a few seconds as he stared at Utahime.

Should he be cautious or take the exit? Would it be wrong to entice a new form of interest?

Sukuna called out for Utahime leaving another makeup artist to take over. As she moved to Sukuna, Gojo's eyes caught onto Geto's. A split moment of unusual tension was shared between them before Gojo offered a goofy grin, causing Geto to laugh.

''Hi, Sukuna. What do you need?'' in his hands were two cases of coloured contact lenses, he opened them up to show to her leaving her confused.

''Which one? Red or Blue?'' he demanded straight to the point.

A memory of Sukuna in high school popped into her mind, he wore bright bloody coloured contacts in his eyes all the time which made her afraid of him for most of the school year. Utahime thought he was a demon. It was only when he helped her from bullies at school that helped her saw he was human.

''To be honest, you with contacts on is creepy. You don't look human.'' Utahime spoke honestly

''That's what I'm going for you dumbass! Now pick!'' he grunts with a crazy glint in his eyes.

''I just said my opinion. I didn't choose any.''

''Did I ask that? I said Red or Blue. Make a pick!'' his voice low

''Blue,'' Utahime said hoping he'd get off her back. She had not figured Sukuna out. He'd have moments where he's completely chill, and then the next moment he's super mad/aggressive towards her. When she called him out on it he just laughed at her like she was crazy. Utahime's eyes looked closer to the contact lens cases he had in his hands, noticing small smudges of faint red. It almost looked like…blood.

''Pick blue. I need you both to quit yapping. I need to catch on some Z's'' Toji groaned in his chair as the makeup artist touched up his dark spiky hair. Choso was almost asleep in his chair.

''I'd say no contacts. The concept of the performance is meant to be gloomy but sexy, not chaotic and grime.'' Nanami chimed in, his eyes were closed as his makeup artist applied smokey eyeshadow to his eyes. His mind wandered to Tiana. Had she gotten his special surprise yet he wondered. He couldn't wait to hear her reaction. Nanami missed her madly.

''CAN IT! I didn't ask y'all knucklehead.'' He turned back to Utahime who had a look of suspicion on her face, he noticed this and quickly grabbed her face to get her attention off the blood. He forgot to wipe it off, cursing at his mistake.

Sukuna's large hands secured Utahime's face, staring her down. She really grew more attractive since high school, going from a girl who could pass as a boy to a fine lady. A stunned Utahime stood there frozen as a blush of red covered her face from embarrassment. What was he doing? Sukuna moved a bit closer to Utahime.

''Come to my mansion tonight..'' he whispered darkly

Water spilled onto Utahime's black worksuit out of nowhere, Sukuna let go of her grasp to see Gojo standing there with a bottle of water in his hands.

''Oh silly me, I'm such a clutz. My bad bro. Let me get you fixed up Utahime.'' Gojo jokes, he clutches his hands softly onto Utahime's arm guiding her away from the makeup room. Other staff members were curious asking where Gojo was going as he told them what had happened. Still, in shock about what Sukuna had just done, Utahime didn't notice Gojo pulling her out of the room.

Sukuna just rolled his eyes at the whole thing before jumping on Choso to wake him up from his sleep. Nanami looked to Geto in regards to what happened, as a small thought arose in his head.

—--

Gojo pulled Utahime softly into the corridors of the company building, realisation had now come over her as she quickly removed herself from his hands. The two stood in the corridors in awkward silence, but Utahime refused to talk to him right now. This was his payback for the atrocious kiss he gave her. Utahime began to walk away after some seconds hoping to get away from him. That stupid stunt of throwing water on her to get her alone with him wasn't going to work, she wouldn't give him any reaction.

''Look I know you're mad at me right now, but giving me the silent treatment isn't going to work.'' Gojo started running right past her to stop Utahime in her tracks. Utahime tried to walk backward but he kept cornering her leaving her with no opening. Therefore she decided to stand in place, turning her face to the side. This manchild had to get bored at some point.

''You know, you look real cute when you're mad.''

Utahime's eyes widened for a moment and Gojo saw it making his smirk widen. Irritation crept at Utahime, she could feel it but she pushed it down. 'Just keep on ignoring him' she thought to herself.

''You know if you don't get a change of clothes you're going to get a cold.'' he lectured cheekily waving a pointed finger at her in a dotting way.

Says the one who threw water on her and wouldn't let her leave? Utahime rolled her eyes at him. He's such an idiot.

''Listen…about the kiss…I apologize for doing it without asking you first.'' Gojo spoke seriously.

In shock Utahime looked at him seriously, her face scrutinizing every word he'd said. He mentioned the kiss and embarrassment came over her again. But she never imagined he'd apologize to her.

''I thought about it for the past few days. I've learned it was wrong. I shouldn't have sprung that over you'' Gojo's blue eyes sparkled as he spoke, what was going on Utahime thought. This idiot could think and correct the errors in his ways?

Does he actually have a brain inside that head of his?

''So next time…when the time feels right…I'm going to ask to kiss you again. Because I don't apologize for wanting to kiss you Utahime. I liked it too much.''

''HUH?'' Utahime said loudly. She had finally spoken Gojo thought, beaming at her with a smile.

''What…what do you mean?'' what was he saying Utahime thought. Did he like kissing her? Where the hell was this coming from? It must be a joke. He's probably used that line on many women.

''I mean everything I just said. I enjoyed kissing you and I don't apologise for that. But I do hope you'll forgive me for kissing you without asking. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me?''

Satoru's voice sounded honest, but serene and flirtatious all wrapped in one. His tone was light but endearing, but the smirk on his face brought a cheeky vibe to it.

Wait a second, did he just say he plans to kiss her again, Utahime thought to herself.

''It's okay if you need time to process all of what I just said.'' he laughed at the irritation on her face.

''You want to kiss me?'' Utahime asked disgustedly, pointing a finger to herself.

"Yeah. Absolutely. I plan to once you fall in love with me.''

WAIT!

Utahime shook her head, stepping back with her hands waving around.

''Love? What love are you talking about? I hate your guts.'' she rebutted

''Nah you don't. You may hate me now, but that can all change Utahime.''

''Impossible Gojo!''

''Never say Never.''

Utahime groaned loudly, covering her face from all the words he was saying. He had to be playing her for the fun of it.

''Listen Gojo. I'm wet and I need to change. You need to be getting ready for your performance. We don't have time for this.''

''How's your back? I'm sorry I injured you that day we first met. I hope you forgive me for that as well.''

How did he remember that? Why did he care about that now? It was too much to think about right now.

''It's fine. A practitioner is coming today to check it out, Choso referred me to her.'' Gojo smiled at the realization of who she was talking about.

''You mean Shoko Ieiri? That's one of my good friends, you're in good hands.''

The way he was talking to Utahime made her feel like he was trying to be a close friend or something. It felt like a complete 180 of the way he acted before.

''That's good to hear…well, I need to go.'' Utahime said but Gojo stopped her once again.

''Okay but please…do you forgive me for the kiss the other night?''

Satoru's eyes swirled, and blue cerulean waves gushed at Utahime, she could feel that her answer was important to him by the way his face longed for her. A question formed in her mind.

''Why do you want my apology so much? Why did you kiss me two days ago?'' Utahime asked truthfully

Gojo closed his eyes in thought before opening them again. The smoky eye shadow made him look rather mysterious and mature. It's wonders what makeup can do to make this idiot look mature.

''I don't know. I just want to.''

His answer was short and clean. But it left Utahime asking a million more questions. And that just made her hate him even more. This could even be an act to get her to lower her guard.

Well, he would never kiss her again because she didn't want that.

''Long time no see dummy.'' spoke a relaxed voice, the words forming out slowly from a young tall woman with long brown chestnut hair, dark bags under her hollow eyes with a cigarette in her mouth.

Gojo smiled at the woman running to give her a big hug. The woman stood there lifeless as Gojo lifted her above the ground.

Utahime just stood there observing the scene.

''Utahime. This is Shoko Ieiri. A dear friend of mine''