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I solemnly watched the newest episode of Jujutsu Kaisen on my laptop. It's lights dimly lit up my living room. While I was lounging on my sofa, I was also waiting for my dinner to finally finish cooking.
"Man, the Shibuya arc is going to be intense if Mappa keeps this up," I thought to myself. I then heard the sound of the alarm I set up. I paused the video before getting off my lounge. I slowly went to the kitchen and turned off the stove. I took a quick sniff and let out a pleased smile. Its not perfect but it smells good enough.
After adding the finishing touches to my meal, I brought it to my living room to finish watching the episode. Placing the plate on the table, I rubbed my hands together in excitement. It was time to eat while watching the next episode of my binge-watching session.
As I hit the play button, a melancholy feeling hit me as I saw a picture frame of my mother and me. I never really interacted well with people; I have an issue when talking to people. Not like anxiety but I just can't communicate well.
Whenever I talk, they sometimes can't understand what I am trying to mean. It also doesn't help that I became introverted over the years. It was just a hassle. I don't know much about the rest but I've become jaded since I was six.
My dad was a piece of crap; he'd hit Mom on the stomach whenever they'd argue and I was an idiot for thinking nothing was wrong. No, it was more of because I was six and didn't know any better. I've only learned three things from my dad.
One: People only acknowledge others when they have value. I'm not trying to be edgy here, but so far, in my experience, that's always been a thing. I only had friends because I was useful to them. I learn and understand things quicker than them.
Two: reputation is all that matters in this world. If you have a friend of high status or a relative, people will always flock towards them. My dad was one of those types. My dad would always brag around people about me, forcing me to do things I didn't want. The sick part is that no matter what I do, it will never be enough for him.
Three: Everyone is using each other. The way dad treated me was similar to that of a worker. It's always do this, do that, go here, go there. Whenever I do something wrong, I'm immediately labelled as useless.
Frankly, I knew what my dad wanted. He wanted me to become like him, a successful man with zero morals. I hated it, but I didn't want him to go after mom. When my grandfather died, that was when he started to show more of his true colors. A hollow man.
His own family rejected him because, deep down, nobody liked him. And who would? I think dad knew it and was projecting himself into me.
Because of him, I started to crave for people who were only loyal to me—people who wouldn't betray or leave me alone. But that was a childish dream because people will have to abandon someone at some point.
No one helped me but my mom.
So I just left home and never looked back. My mom left my dad. Now here I am, still alone. depressing, isn't it?
Yet deep down, I know what I want. A simple life, as long as I have electricity, wifi, a laptop, food, and money. I was fine with it.
Just as I sat on the sofa and started to eat, I felt a slowly rising pain around my heart. It wasn't going faster; it was going slower. A sudden wave of dizziness overwhelms me. I struggle to breathe, panic rising within me as my body betrays me. I tried to stand up but my legs didn't work and I ended up falling to the floor.
N-no...not now. Can't...die...not yet.
My eyes scanned around the room to look for my phone. There, on the food table. I crawled my way there. My heart—a stubborn thing—refused to beat, no matter how hard I tried to jump-start it. The doctor said I had some wonky potassium problems. Any exercise was risky; he'd warned me. I said there might come a day when my heart might just go up and quit without so much as a warning.
No, I don't want to go. Please, not yet... not yet...
But as much as I want to live, death really wants me dead. Then my eyes landed on my laptop, specifically on Gojo Satoru using Hollow Purple. Ah, I wonder... If I had so much power... So much power... What kind of life would I have...?
*RING!*
The sudden, loud ringing of my alarm clock woke me up from the nightmare I was having. No, a memory. I immediately sat up, hand on my chest, as I heaved and huffed to calm my eratic heart. Sweat poured out of my pores, drenching my clothes as the memory of how slow and traumatizing death can be weighed in my head.
I don't want to remember it but my stupid brain can't. The slow loss of strength and the rising heaviness of your own body while your brain racked itself to find a solution to survive. I shook my head to forget the memory.
I was alive and that's all that mattered to me. I can live my life as I please once I get rid of Kenjaku and Sukuna. I already had Rimuru, who helped me locate all of Sukuna's fingers but sadly, most of them were with Kenjaku.
And as confident as I am now, I really don't want to deal with him right now. Not when I take into account that there's a freaking curse tool somewhere in the world that can take away your curse technique.
I'm actually surprised that it even existed, but again, I shouldn't be surprised at all. If the prison realm were possible, than anything can exist. The only issue is that since the manga Jujutsu Kaisen is centered on Japan, I have no idea what to expect.
Sure, Japan has the most monopoly on curse energy and spirits. But the fact remains that I had zero clues as to what to expect outside of Japan.
The only saving grace I have is that Kenjaku doesn't have it yet because Rimuru decided to give me a favor since he was a nice guy. Of course I was in agreement but I had to ask him not to destroy it yet as I wanted to gain its ability. If I combined it with Asta's anti-energy, then Asta would be impossible to stop. Thank goodness Rimuru was a chill dude to bring it up for me to understand how the thing worked. Which means my shikigamis can now deprive any curse users of their technique. The only problem I have with it is that I have to make contact with the technique.
I felt something tap my head, and saw it was Magito. Another thing about which I made a binding vow is that when I'm at risk of imminent danger, my summons or creations will automatically spawn to save me. But since a binding vow needs to have an equivalent exchange, the price I had to pay is that I have to feel everything that particular summon endures.
So in this case, I can feel Magito's worry over me, which is weird because I know I didn't make it to act like this. Maybe the binding vow also modified my Shikigamis, which is terrifying because I have zero clues on how they'd react.
For all I know, I'd be dealing with Hakumen giving me the Gohan treatment. I held a laugh as I pictured Hakumen sounding like Picolo screaming dodge while constantly attacking me.
Back to the matter at hand, I watched Magito tilt its head as if it were asking if I was fine now. That's when I noticed that Magito had been using idle transifiguration to 'fix' me. "It's okay, big guy; I just had a nightmare," I said.
It was kind of adorable watching this hulking monstrotity make a childish smile filled with pride.
"Time to go, bud," I dismissed the shikigami, who just eagerly nodded. The monster melted into my shadow, sinking like water. I sighed now, wondering what to do after I washed myself.
It didn't take long; now I was sitting on the desk watching the clock. I had 30 minutes to get to class. Which leaves me enough time to think about what I need to do. I know that Principal Yaga will be teaching today but I want to go to the city and look for materials that I can use to summon. Then an idea hit me: I can be in two places at once.
Forming a plus symbol, I uttered out. "Shadow clone jutsu." A puff of smoke appears and fades, revealing an exact copy of me. I should summon Dupli-Kate, Superman, and Flash and see if I can replicate their abilities. Maybe add the Mask to the roster while I'm at it or any cartoon character.
...
That was weird; I wouldn't even entertain the idea of summoning those characters. Did Magito change something inside me? I feel a bit lighter and a bit more relaxed than usual. Well, as long as it's not a problem for me, then I'll leave it be.
I decided to focus back and look at my clone. "You know what do," I said, only to receive a denial from my said clone.
"Why the hell should I go? You go to class instead," my clone grumbled.
"Because I'm the original dumbass." I sighed. Wait, that's me calling another me an idiot, which makes me an idiot...
"Yeah and I got a time limit here." The clone whined. "Look, just let me do the shopping spree, okay?"
"Fine, let's settle this with a rock-paper-scissor." I groaned in annoyance. I'm starting to understand why Twice went crazy. Was he this whiny?
My clone and both of us threw cards. He chose paper and I chose scissors, though he was more surprised that I'd choose this than I am. Both of us had a delay but the difference between me and him is that I took the risk of choosing the obvious option.
Which only further confirms that Magito must have done something to my psyche to make me even do this. I don't take risks, not even in games but the fact that I confidently chose a fifty-fifty chance made me wary of the other changes my shikigami made to me.
My clone sighed and whined about how the world was unfair and jumped out of the window, making a beeline to class. Meanwhile, I was getting ready to head to a comic store. As soon as I came out of the door, I bumped into Yuji and Megumi.
"Kazuya, good morning," Megumi said with his usual stoic expression.
"Yo, good morning," Yuji excitedly greeted.
I greeted her politely before pausing once I figured out the odd part of the scene. "Are you two going somewhere?" I asked.
Megumi then explained that they were heading off to meet up with Gojo and the third student. Ah, so it's Nobara.
"Mind if I tag along?" My request was met with a surprise look from Megumi. I guess he had every right since I never skipped class before.
"Don't you have class today?" Megumi tilted his head.
"Yeah, but I already sent my copy, shikigami," I replied.
Megumi sighed and muttered about my technique being a cheat. Which made Yuji more interested in my technique. Megumi looked at me for permission when the pink head started asking about me but I shook my head.
I don't want Sukuna to show any interest in me. Though my failsafes are already set, its better to be safe than sorry.
"Sorry, but it's up to Kazuya if he wants to tell you," Megumi said, earning a pout.
"Now, I want to know more!" Yuji sighed before accepting that neither of us were going to budge.
"We should go." I nudge my head to the exit. All three of us walked out of the dorm. During that time, Yuji spent time getting to know us. Though I was mostly quiet, I responded only when Yuji asked me directly.
"Ne, Kazuya, what anime do you watch?" Yuji asked.
As soon as I heard that question, my mouth went overdrive, listing off every anime I have watched and manga I have ever read. By the time I was done, Megumi was looking at me like I had grown another head.
"What?" I asked in confusion.
"I thought you were just gathering ideas for your technique but I didn't think you were using it as an excuse to hide that you're an otaku," Megumi said.
My eyebrow twitched. "It's a damn hobby, not an obsession!" I yelled. "Don't compare me to those people; I have standards, damn it!"
Yuji only made a heartfelt laugh. "I thought you were some super serious guy but it turns out you're actually cool," he said. "Don't worry so much, man; we all have hobbies."
Okay, now I feel bad about what I'm about to do to Yuji. Actually, that's a lie. I always felt bad for the guy. But now it will be harder for me to execute my plan if I'm becoming attached to him like a brother.
I blinked. Crap, that has to be his curse technique. There's no possible way that what he just thought was normal could. The ability to turn an enemy into a brother figure was too dangerous. But I haven't attacked him, so how am I being affected? Is it triggered by intent?
Anyway, it was for the best if I put my hold on Yuji until I got countermeasures for this ability. A few minutes passed and we finally arrived. I told Yuji and Megumi that I'd be in the comic shop nearby in case they needed me or if the third student was finally here.
Yuji gave me a thumbs up, while Megumi just nodded. I bolted just in time as Gojo arrived at the scene. Anyway, once I entered the manga store, I went to the manga section to find other characters to summon. Then I came across a character that I forgot, Takatou Yogiri. This character was just as powerful as Rimuru, considering he's been one-shotting every enemy he came across, plus the ability to sense ill intent is nice.
So it's decided; I'm summoning Invincible, Superman, Flash, and Takatou Yogiri for later. I kind of want to summon the omnitrix, Since it has an ai feature, my technique will consider it sentient but I want to figure out the master control code first. I already have the Necron sword, but it's "brain dead" for some reason.
After buying some new chapters and manga, I was met by Yuji and Megumi talking with Nobara while Gojo was leaning on a stop sign. Upon noticing me, Gojo went into his childish antics and introduced me.
Unfortunately, his introduction sucked and made Nobara look at me in disappointment. I swear I'm going to kill that man if it weren't for the fact that I owe him my life. Anyway, Gojo mentioned their mission and going to Roppongi, which prompted Nobara and Yuji to become excited and act more like siblings.
I couldn't help but laugh, prompting Nobara to look at me with curiosity. "What's so funny?" She asked.
"Nothing," I said, waving off her glare and inquisitive look. "I was just remembering something."
Nobara didn't believe me but we wasted no time in heading to the abandoned building that coincedantly named 'Roppongi'. Needless to say, Nobara and Yuji weren't happy with Gojo for making them excited over nothing.
"YOU KNEW DIDNT YOU!?" Nobara growled, grabbing my collar. I only smiled like a trickster being caught, even though I haven't done anything to them but considering that I knew what Gojo was up to and didn't say anything, I wouldn't blame her.
Now, I'm not as much of a troll as my teacher but that doesn't mean I'm not above making pranks. I just don't like being in the middle of the joke.
"Guilty as charged." I giggled. "But you should have expected this. I mean, does that man's face even look honest to you?"
"Oh, my pupil is backstabbing me," Gojo moaned in mockery. "I'll let you know that this face of mine has rizzed hundreds of men and women alike."
I quirked an eyebrow and gave a mocking scoff. "Yet somehow you're still single and getting older. You're a natural? Or is that age catching up to you?"
"Why you little!" Gojo then grabbed me from the back and gave me a noogie.
I heard Nobara asking both Yuji and Megumi if our interaction was normal. Megumi admitted that this interaction between me and Gojo was the tamest.
Gojo then released me and gave a short briefing to the three about their mission. Then Yuji raised his hand. "Um, is Kazuya going to come with us?" he asked.
"No," both Gojo and I said at the same time.
"Unfortunately, Kazuya isn't going with you. Him being there would dampen your experience, and this is field training that doubles as a mission."
Gojo's reply immediately caused both Yuji and Nobara to become curious. "Is he that strong?" Nobara asked with a skeptical look.
"Not as strong as me but if he went there, he'd finish this mission without moving from the spot," Gojo said. "Remember that blackout?"
"THAT WAS HIM!?" Nobara yelled in anger.
I nearly flinched when Nobara's rage was completely focused solely on me. "In my defense, this guy was annoying me," I said.
"It can't be that bad," Yuji said.
"Itadori, have you ever watched Family Guy?" I asked.
"Not much but I've seen some clips. Why?" Yuji tilted his head.
"Is one of them where Stewie annoyed Lewis?" I earned a nod. "Now imagine that scenario except I had to deal with it for 10 YEARS!" I could've sworn that I felt my veins nearly pop from the amount of anger I just displayed.
Yuji flinched, now slightly understanding why I was hostile toward my teacher. Nobara didn't seem to care—not that it bothered me but I was curious.
"I don't see why you're mad at me," I said.
"YOU ALMOST RUINED MY HAIR!" Nobara yelled, about to stomp her way towards me if Yuji hadn't held me back.
Then Gojo clapped his hand and brought all the attention back to himself. He started to give them hints on where the curse spirits might be and that there might be civilians inside and to do their best to rescue or retrieve their bodies.
Once the three had gone inside, Gojo immediately set up a barrier. There was an awkward silence between me and Gojo while we waited for the three to finish the mission. It wasn't until Gojo broke the silence.
"Somebody has been busy," Gojo sang with a teasing smile while leaning towards me.
"Get your face away from me. So what, its not like I'm not allowed to use my technique." I huffed. "And stop giving me that look. I have no idea what is going on inside that head but it ain't it."
Gojo only hummed before letting out a little giggle. "True but when my adorable protege is causing problems without telling me why, what else am I supposed to think?"
I clicked my tongue in annoyance and huffed. "Like I said, I have no idea what you are insuating."
"C'mon, don't be shy; that technique of your's is a living man's dream. You get to summon your waifus left and right," Gojo teased, wiggling his hidden eyebrows.
Rolling my eyes, I spun around and spotted a young woman with purple hair. She was oddly familiar but I don't know why. I decided to ignore it for now and focus on my conversation with Gojo.
"Well, then let me be frank; tell me why you are making more powerful shikigamis?" Gojo asked while lifting one half of his blindfold.
I frowned. I suppose it was safe for me to let him know now that I have enough firepower to fight the world in case things get ugly.
"Before I tell you, I want you to make a binding vow that you'll only tell this to people you can trust."
My words actually took Gojo by surprise but it was to be expected. A curse sorcerer making a binding vow meant this was actually serious and when you add me into the mix, it means Gojo had to take it seriously since no one makes binding vows for giggles.
"I can tell you're serious about this. Alright, let's hear it then," Gojo said, now sounding more serious.
AN: Okay, here we go. Now I have news, one Maki x OC ship isn't sailing, because I'm just forcing myself into a corner if I go in this route when there's another way like raiding the zenin clan for their tools. Another one is: should I make Sukuna vs MC first or Kenjaku vs MC? Your vote on the poll will decide the story chapters. Also, can someone give me ideas on what the MC's domain expansion name should be? I was thinking "Catch them all" Or "Lethal Quota" but it sounds lame to me.