ℳayu Ryomen
What secret are you hiding?
Foreword & Info's
A ly welcome to my latest JJK fanfiction project
A turbulent and cursed world that has gripped me since the first episode of the anime and, like my Demon Slayer FF, won't let go.
In short, I've spun together an OC and, like all my other OCs, I'm throwing them into an unknown adventure
Note:
I am now trying to translate my FanFic into english. However, my English is not very good. Therefore, I only use a German-English translator from the Internet. So it can happen, that you find errors or other issues. Dont take it the wrong way.
What can you expect?
One;
Genre: Romance, drama, adventure and later erotica
Played period: Shortly before the start of the anime in summer 2018, based on the anime later on
Pairing: Satoru Gojo x Mayu Ryomen
What did the author come up with for me? (I'm already cursing her...)
-Prolog-
Hi, hello!
My name is Mayu Ryomen and I'm 27 years old. I'm glad you've found me.
My adventure at the Tokyo Academy of Jujutsu began about four months ago.
I had moved here from my hometown eight months ago and not even halfway through, I was dragged into a world that I was already unknowingly born into.
Into the abnormal and surreal world of curses and magic.
Among us, that is, among the curses and the Jujuzists, there was a ranking system into which we were divided.
Starting at the 4th rank, we climbed up to the 1st rank and the special rank, which was difficult to achieve and which you only earned if you had the corresponding curse power and curse energy and the right technique for it.
My rank? Three guesses - the special rank.
Why? There were already two of us. I still don't know exactly why I was assigned to the special rank without further ado, because my, let's call it skills, consisted of nothing more than just seeing curses. I had no cursing power whatsoever, let alone cursing energy to get at them.
But all right. Any attempt to downgrade me was vehemently rejected, so I still had to put up with it.
How did it even come to this?
I was on my way home from my recent job as a doctor's assistant in a trauma surgery practice when I was attacked by a 2nd-rank curse spirit.
I was more fortunate in my misfortune and was luckily rescued by Megumi Fushiguro, 2nd rank jujuzist together with Satoru Gojo, special rank jujuzist.
On that fateful night, it became clear that I could see curses just like them. So it was assumed that I must also have curse powers.
But fiddlesticks.
Unfortunately for me, nothing showed up at all. Satoru was given the nerve-wracking task of teaching me jujutsu. In my opinion, however, he had had more fun with it than seeing it as torture. Not like me.
If I had known what I was getting myself into beforehand, I would have thankfully declined, but oh well. I was now in the middle of it and there was nowhere to escape.
My everyday life consisted mainly of trying to awaken my supposed curse power from and with Satoru in the gym.
On the side, and I was really looking forward to this, I was occasionally taken on missions by Megumi, who also taught me a lot about curses and all that stuff. Even though I was scared shitless almost every time, because curses looked anything but sweet and friendly. But it had been a welcome change for me.
What I enjoyed just as much, but understood even less, was when Kento Nanami tried to explain something to me about Residue and his escape technique. He was a 1st rank Jujuzist, which was one rank below me.
And by God, it still felt incredibly wrong to be ranked so high.
Looking at the clock, I was immediately reminded that it was time to head back to the gym for my beloved training. So I slipped into my dark blue uniform trousers and pulled on a black T-shirt. I braided my waist-length, lilac-colored hair into a plait.
I reached for my training shoes and-
"Mayu, training is calling," my attractive teacher Satoru called out from outside my room door without coming in.
Yes, that's right! I was now one of all the other girls that Satoru Gojo found extremely attractive. Only I was lucky enough to have been trained, ah tortured, by him.
However, it seemed to me that the dynamic between us had changed considerably in the last two weeks.
Curious about more trivia and my story? Grab your favorite drink, your favorite snack and make yourself comfortable and may I wish you lots of fun on my cursed journey.
See you soon.
Mayu