Mayu Ryomen - Ryomen Sukuna.
Why did she have the title of the Curse King as her surname? Did she even know who he was and what he was all about? She stumbled into our world without any prior knowledge of us Jujuzists and had no previous contact with our peculiarity, which led me to conclude that she knew nothing at all about the greatest evil. But who knew that for sure? It could have been that she was hiding this very information from us and that she had something to do with him.
Completely impossible!
Sukuna's soul was divided into 20 fragments in the form of his indestructible fingers over 1000 years ago, five of which were kept in the Academy's possession in the cursed camp.
So if one of these fingers ever got into the hands of an unsuspecting person, the worst of the worst could happen and Sukuna could be reincarnated. But we were still a long way from that, so I didn't have to worry too much about the pretty girl in front of me, even if it did give me a queasy feeling.
In other words, a relationship - of any kind - could not have existed between them.
Right?
Sukuna certainly had his henchmen operating all over Japan. But we were talking about over a thousand years here. That was almost impossible and I was beginning to realize that. Still, there was the fact that Mayu could see curses, as well as her name...
"Is everything alright?" her sweet voice brought me back to the here and now, as did her warm hand, which she placed on my cheek.
Oops! That was looking into her eyes for too long again, wasn't it? It's now or never.
"You have an extraordinary eye color," I now unabashedly tried my luck, "who did you inherit it from?"
That was probably not the answer to her question that she had hoped for.
"Oh, is that why you're piercing me so painfully?" she giggled in amazement, stroking my skin with her thumb before tentatively pulling it away again, 'a perfectly valid question,' she began and became serious, which made me feel even more uneasy.
"I don't know exactly, but my parents told me that I inherited this eye color and hair color from my grandmother, who I only met as a baby. She passed away in middle age, so unfortunately I never got to meet her. My parents, on the other hand, are really typical Japanese. Dark brown, almost black eyes and hair. Back then, people used to joke that I might not have been switched at birth, but because of my grandmother, that was completely out of the question."
Stunned by my completely unfounded and senseless awe, I looked into her smiling face.
Not a word about Sukuna. As expected. But what if she was hiding something from me and deliberately telling me this story?
"So your hair isn't dyed either?"
She shook her head, "No, they're not. It's real, through and through. Even the length, because I've been asked about that often enough."
Unfortunately, more and more question marks came running towards me and tugged at my black trouser leg. If this was all pure nature was like me, why ...
"Who did you inherit that you can see the curses from?"
There must have been someone in her family who could do the same.
She faltered, widening her eyes for a moment. Did I just get too close to her?
"..." she gasped, pausing for a millisecond before she began to explain herself, "to be honest, I can't really answer that question, Satoru. My parents don't have curse powers, let alone can see curses like I can. My grandparents couldn't either, nor could my aunts, uncles or cousins. And I don't have any siblings. And precisely because I'm the only one who can see these monsters, I have a particularly difficult relationship with my parents."
And the next question marks raced towards me, grinning nastily.
What was that about exceptional talent? She was just living up to it.
During our first conversation, which we had held in the café, she had already let it be known that she was neither married nor in a relationship with anyone, which is why she had moved to the academy without hesitation. At least that would have explained the name, but like this?
I was itching to ask more questions, but judging by her reaction, I should have left it alone for now. So for now, I had to collect all the question marks as quickly as possible and go and sort them out at my leisure.
A riddle that would probably stay with me for the next few weeks. However, I should concentrate on tomorrow and the special training I had planned for her.