Chapter 1 Prologue: Evening Festival

I'm a 17 year old Jujustu sorcerer with glass bones and skin that can't even stand being struck by moonlight, a sad sack of shit who never got a chance to enjoy life. That was all about to change. Soon Geto and Mahito would make good our bargain and fix my body and then they would try to kill me, but that was fine. I've been preparing for this day all year, once I get a working body I'll make it work. I had to make it work, Utahime-sensei caught on to my betrayal and if I wasn't able to bring down Mahito or Geto I would be executed before I could enjoy being able to see the world with my own eyes. Nobody had gotten seriously injured because of my actions so I think she and my classmates would forgive me, but that doesn't change the fact I'm working with a pair of mass murderers. Speaking of murderers, unit UM-12 spotted their approach, and even from this distance I could see Mahito looked ready to kill, there wouldn't be a chance to avoid confronting them directly. My ability to bank cursed energy gave me a massive presence when I wasn't actively hiding it so as soon as they got past the wards at the front entrance they made a beeline for my chamber. When they came into view of my eyes they were deeply shadowed by the bright lights shining on them from behind.

"You sure took your time, I was beginning to think you forgot about me." I called out. I had to get the first word in to set their expectations. If they think I have not been preparing for this day my tricks might work better. Geto's answer was swift and full of humor, if I could see his face I would probably see a playful smile not fit for a 30 year old man's face.

"We wouldn't dare." However, I was wrong as the two's faces came into focus, Mahito's face remained the same from earlier but Geto was wearing something closer to a condescending smirk. "The consequences of binding vows are something you should know better than anyone."

Then Mahito piped up waving his hand in front of his face "yeesh! as always it stinks of mold. He's our enemy now. Let's just kill him." and there it was as expected of a curse lacking even in the tact to act like he was here for anything else.

"No not yet Mahito, we agreed to heal his body with idle transfiguration in exchange for cooperation and information. We've sworn a binding vow, the killing comes after you fix him up." Geto says quelling the curse's bloodlust. "It would've been great to have used hin in Shibuya, *sigh* oh well."

"Don't lay a finger on anyone from Kyoto Jujustu High, you're the ones who broke the binding vow first." Just thinking about the goodwill event had me seeing red, if sukuna's vessel hadn't been alive and there was Kamo-san, Miwa-san, and if he got unlucky even Todo-senpai could have died. That was another reason I had to get back at these two, maybe that was the real reason and the stuff about being executed was the excuse.

Breaking me from my thoughts Mahito spoke up making a dumb face like he was clueless. "But that was Hanami… don't try to pin that on us!"

"I'm not here to argue the details with a curse, hurry up and heal me you scum."

"Don't blame me if I turn you into a caterpillar." Mahito called before being scolded again by Geto, was this guy his mother or something?

"Mahito. A binding vow made with another person… is a whole different beast than a binding vow made with yourself…" After that he continued describing the differences in the types of binding vows and their penalties, that under normal circumstances I would love to discuss but right now Mahito had started moving forward, probably annoyed that his jokes kept turning into lectures.

"Yeah yeah. You better be thankful, you're even lower than scum." and with a slight pulse Mahito's technique was activated and the force of my body growing as well as standing up caused my bandages to tear away. It felt strange. I thought Mechamaru was a good approximation of the human body, but the feeling of closing one's fist without drawing blood didn't feel the same in this body. Another strange thing with a slight peak downward I saw a perfectly smooth chest with no clear muscle definition and more importantly no nipples like he modeled my body off of a doll rather than a real human. At least unlike a doll he didn't remove anything below the waist. Testing the limits I did some standard stretches, stuff I'd seen Miwa-san do before doing sword practice. "Booooring, how about showing some enthusiasm." Mahito called out with a childish expression.

"That comes after we settle our business"

"True. Well then…. Lets begin" As Mahito finished his declaration I was already moving. Well it wasn't accurate to say I was moving, but rather the Mk 1 mechamaru were moving. Controlling 6 bodies was my practical limit, however the point of this attack was to swamp the two of them while I fled and called Gojo Satoru, so I didn't need any of my bodies to be controlled well. As I fled Mahito and Geto spoke among themselves but I paid it no mind, I've gotten tired of their banter. A quick glance at my phone showed no service, I would need to go with plan B, I would need to fight. It went poorly. I lost completely, in fact with a single touch, Mahito swelled up my body like a balloon until it popped.

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