Throughout Heaven and Terra (Arknights x Jujutsu Kaisen)

Chapter 51: Calm Sea

Gojo kept feeling the moist towel being rubbed against his face. His current state right now was that he was covered in blood, mainly on the face because of the head bashing... yesterday? Or was it still the day of the party? He was completely lost with the time.

The information he received from recalling what he did in his drunken state had left him utterly defeated. Placing the back of his wrist on his forehead, Gojo blankly stared at the ceiling, content with letting the time pass him by.

However, a question persisted in his mind, leading him to speak it towards Skadi and Specter, "ugh... how long was I out for?" The white haired man's Six Eyes turned to stare at them with half lidded eyes, flashing through his ivory eyelashes.

"I don't know," Skadi continued to clean his face, shifting from the forehead (the bloodiest part) and then to the cheek. "But I do know, you had fun," she pointed out, not a change in the vibrations of her voice.

"I really did, huh?" Despite her claims, Gojo didn't feel like he was having much fun at the moment, damned hangover and everything. 

Even if he got rid of it with Reverse Cursed Technique, the lingering effects reminded him of the thoughtless alcohol chugging he did. 

'Suguru... you'd laugh with me if you were here, right?'

A small thought came to him, the image of his black haired friend flashing in his mind, 'maybe you could get drunk with me too? And waking up in the same bed with no context~? Haha~! That would be hilarious!" Gojo chuckled to himself while reminiscing, the misunderstandings that would cause...

...But he knew he would never see him again, not once in the present, nor in the future. All he could do was look at the past to see a glimpse of his one and only.

Wasn't it oh so everdistant?

"You seem sorrowful," Skadi moved the towel from wiping his cheek to his mouth and chin. "Is it the hangover? Or something else?" She had drunk alcohol before, but has never gotten drunk due to her constitution. Even so, she knew what a hangover was, assuming it to be what was ailing the white haired man.

"The hangover? Yeah, probably," Gojo could feel the grime and blood leaving his face. Taking another glance at Skadi, he noted how she was completely clean of any, "did you clean yourself off already?"

"...Yes, I wasn't that dirty," Skadi commented, "you should be more careful next time when spilling my blood." Especially if they were close to any ocean or sea.

"I can see why..." Gojo's eyes gleamed for a second, taking another look at Skadi.

The woman continued meeting his gaze with her passive blood red eyes, "it's always those eyes, isn't it?" It was the same feeling, like she was put under a microscope that could look at her from the barest atoms.

"Yeah," Gojo was still feeling lethargic, not wanting to touch on that topic. So he turned away and stared down on his body instead, "Man, aren't I just a mess?" Moving his arms from obstructing his form, he analyzed what state he was in. His outfit for the stage play, a black fancy suit and dress pants with a white undershirt tie, was completely disheveled and undone at parts.

His tie was undone and loosely hanging over his half open dress shirt, the upper portion of his torso being stained from blood.

"Your body was quite durable," Skadi continued on, "if only your sense of reason was too," not before sending shade towards his direction.

"...No comment, but you're pretty durable too."

Gojo wasn't the most reasonable of people, and even he could admit that mentally. Especially not when alcohol was involved, his second time ever drinking it in his life.