Utahime Iori - Jujutsu Kaisen - Artworks

An Unexpected Storm Traps Utahime Iori with a Relentless Satoru Gojo, Leading to a Night Where Years of Biting Tension Finally Erupt into Passionate Confessions and an Unforgettable Surrender

The rain against the shoji screens of her private quarters at Kyoto Jujutsu High was a relentless, percussive rhythm. It was a sound Utahime Iori usually found soothing, a grey curtain that separated her from the constant, draining hum of cursed energy that permeated the world of a sorcerer. Tonight, however, it felt like the walls of a cage, one she was sharing with the single most infuriating man in existence.