The yellow flash of jujutsu high

Keitaro felt both exhausted and amused by how his day had turned out.

He made his way toward the kitchen after Shoko had mentioned the leftover Chinese food.

He was still trying to process some info, but he let it slide for now.

He had an idea that Gojo was the man behind the scenes orchestrating this whole situation while he just sat back and enjoyed the show.

Keitaro opened the fridge, he found the takeout in a container that was neatly stacked on a shelf.

He walked toward the microwave where he decided to heat the food for around 2:30 seconds, that should be plenty of time.

As that was happening he let his mind wander to all the things that had happened so far, he was now living under the same roof as Shoko.

Technically they were dating, they had already gone on a date and such.

And he may have been dense but even he could tell she was into him, and this is why it made it so much harder for him.

Once the food was warm, he sat at the table, he was trying to eat while not overthinking his current situation.

A few minutes later, Shoko had joined him.

Even if they were silent, the silence was weirdly comforting.

After he had finished his meal, Keitaro leaned back in his chair, he was using this to gather enough courage to finally ask her about that question.

"So, Shoko... how exactly did you end up here?"

And to think it took all of that for him to ask that question.

Shoko took a sip of her drink, from the scent of it it was Coca-Cola, Keitaro could tell due to his sense becoming pretty sharp while he was using nature energy.

Her face remained in its usual nonchalant form.

"Medical school debt is a bit above average. Gojo mentioned you wouldn't mind me staying here for a while. Said it would be good for both of us."

Keitaro could even imagine Satoru saying those words, he was just unsure of whether to praise or curse Satoru for this.

"Of course he did," Keitaro muttered under his breath trying to understand his friend trying to play the wingman.

At one level he was happy to have such a supportive friend, at the other, it was like....really.

Trying to shift the mood around a bit, Keitaro remember something. He got up from his seat and retrieved a bottle of Irish wine that he had brought back with him. He handed it to Shoko and said.

"I know you like to drink, so I thought I'd get you something special. This is from Ireland—A friend of mine also gave me about 35 bottles of English wine, and they've been fermenting for around 100 years. I hope you like it."

Shoko's eyes lit up with such a rare glint of excitement that Keitaro felt like he was having a flashback to that day 2 years ago...the date when they graduated jujutsu high.

Yeah, that glint in her eyes was the same.

"Thank you!" She said in a grateful voice.....

Why was Keitaro having a bad feeling, why did he feel like he was messing up?

What could possibly go wrong?

Time skip 15 minutes.

Welp it had been 15 minutes and Shoko had downed like 5 bottles of refined wine and drank the whole Irish wine he had brought her in one sitting.

How could someone drink so much, there is no way that was a good amount of alcohol to drink.

If only that was the only effect it would have been good but it seemed like the wine made her become flirty.

Shoko leaned in close, her face now mear inches away from his, he could feel her warm breath against his skim.

"I like you," She whispered as she traced her finger lightly over his lips.

Her touch sent a shiver down his spine.

It wasn't like something he was scared of, it was as if she had control over his body, he had to control himself...fast.

There was no way he would handle having his heart beating at 280 beats per minute for any longer.

She then proceeded to squeeze his cheek playfully, of course, her smile got brighter upon seeing his face.

Meanwhile, Keitaro was wondering if he should have left her to drink so much, she was currently toying with him and there was nothing he could do about it.

He would by no means try and go further, she was drunk, unless he too was drunk which was fairly unlikely, he did not see himself pushing this to the bedroom.

That was better said than done as things stood right now she was seen cuddling herself close to him, her body pressed against his...fuckkk.

And just to add gas to the fire, Shoko suddenly declared. "It's too hot in here," as those words left her mouth, she walked toward a nearby wall that she aimed to punch a hole into.

Keitaro immediately teleported infront of her and stopped the blow by gently grabbing her wrist.

"No, no, don't do that. Just turn on the AC, Shoko," he suggested, trying to guide her away from causing any damage.

Instead of responding to his suggestion, Shoko instead grinned at Drunkenly, and before the man could react she kissed him.

Wow, his brain was getting fried faster than unlimited void ever could.

Did she have a talent or something?

"You are cute," She said as she pulled away from the kiss.

"Give me more!" She suddenly demanded.

"More what?" He asked.

"Booze, I want more," She said drunkenly with a smile on her face.

"Maybe that's enough for one day," He said softly looking at the woman infront of him.

With her being so close to him, his eyes could now see her from up close.

She had long brown hair that was slightly wavy, flowing over her shoulders.

She also possessed large, expressive brown eyes with a soft gaze, along with a few strands of hair that were tucked behind her ear.

Her skin was fair, and she had a calm, slightly melancholic expression on her face. She was wearing a black sleeveless top that revealed her shoulders and collarbones.

Only one thought came to his mind as he saw her.....

She was pretty.

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