Our Eyes | Gojo Satoru

7

 My father's voice turned serious, "My daughter and Gojo? What a disgrace to the Akita family."

 I scoffed. 

Another spoke calmly, "Now that Gojo is sealed, the balance on Earth has shifted between justice and injustice." 

I couldn't deny that. On the day Gojo was born, the balance on Earth was restored, but now all the cursed spirits would dare to come out. 

I sighed and said annoyed, "Get to the point."

 Another spoke, "We have made three judgments." 

I looked in the direction of the voice.

 Continuing, he said, "1. Yaga, your former teacher, is sentenced to death for aiding Gojo." 

My eyes widened at the information. 

Another from the right said, "2. Yuji Itadori is sentenced to death with immediate effect for the mass murder in Shibuya Yuta Okkotski will do it."

 I gritted my teeth, clenching my hands at my hips. 

Then my father spoke condescendingly and coldly, "And lastly, the third, Gojo Satoru is sentenced to death for aiding in the mass murder in Shibuya, and EVERYONE who goes against these judgments will also be sentenced to death." 

My heart raced at the mention of Gojo's death sentence.

I laughed so loudly that everyone fell silent.

 I wiped a tear of laughter from my eye.

 Someone asked, "What's so funny?"

 Laughing, I replied, "Have you guys even heard your own judgments? How pathetic." 

Someone angrily questioned, "Pathetic?"

 I became very serious, "Instead of trying to improve the situation, you only want to worsen it, as always. You're just happy that Gojo has been sealed because you think you now have a free hand in your decisions." 

I activated my eyes, silencing everyone. 

Continuing, I said, "If you think I'll accept your judgments, you're mistaken. I won't even accept the first two, let alone the third."

 I looked in my father's direction devilishly and grinned, "And Father, what now?"

 I heard him grinding his teeth in anger before he declared, "Yn Akita is now considered a traitor and is immediately expelled from the Akita Clan and sentenced to death."

 I shrugged, "So, now that I'm a traitor, I can just kill all of you, right?" 

I activated my ice and pierced through each of the walls with such force that the building collapsed from above, their blood splattering everywhere. 

I casually walked out of the room with my hands in my pockets, as if I hadn't just committed a massacre. 

Their blood on my face, I saw my father, apparently injured, manage to teleport outside. 

He looked like a rabbit fleeing from a wolf. 

My hatred towards them was indescribable; for years, they had made everyone's life a living hell.

 I called out to my father with a grin from behind, "How does it feel to run away like a pathetic rat?" 

Fear filled his face, and he fell.

 I looked down at him condescendingly, "We'll meet again in the afterlife, Father." 

With a smile, I pierced his heart, watching the light vanish from his eyes. 

I stared at him for a while and stepped over him, leaving him behind.

With that event, I left my past behind. 

My father, who never liked me since the day I was born, always wished for a son. 

Instead, he got a daughter, and on top of that, one with cursed eyes.

 My mother died during childbirth, intensifying my father's hatred towards me. 

At the age of 6, he forced me to kill curses and subjected me to relentless training without breaks. 

He would beat me for any mistakes.

 Once, he even dragged me outside by my hair because I couldn't activate my eyes at the age of 9. 

He threw me to the ground and kicked me. 

On that day, I might have truly died if the housemaid hadn't saved me. 

I smiled at the memory of running away from home at the age of 9, battered and broken, and encountering Gojo. 

Even back then, his sky-blue eyes sparkled like diamonds.

 I fell in front of him with tears in my eyes. He knelt down and asked in a child's voice, "Are you okay?"

 Was that the moment I fell in love with him, or was it the moment he saved me before my own eyes?

 I sighed. It doesn't matter now, Yn. I have to save him no matter what it takes.