Wondertainment: "really love this fic
Also, any headcanons you love or want to hate on?
Ever closer to the big 50, cant wait to see what (heartwrenching) tomfuckery happens before then"
To answer the easier thing, you best be looking forward to it! The Kyoto arc so far has been pretty fun to write, and I'm nearing the climax over on the site of supporters. I'm kinda peeved though, since I only planned for this arc to reach to chapter 49; currently, we're at 47 and I'm barely up to day 3 of 7!
For your headcanon question, there is a fuckton I can hate on. I'll supply 3 I like and 3 I hate though, just to keep it semi-brief.
Like:
I love the headcanon that Utahime received her scar after being sent to kill Geto, it just fits so well in my mind.
Hate:
Gojo being some sort of man-whore bachelor that fucks daily. This guy is a goofball through and through, he'd probably kill a girl by talking her to death before they get into bed.
Like:
Gojo's final words to Geto being 'I love you'. This can be interpreted as platonic or romantic, I don't really care, but this headcanon just makes me feel fuzzy.
Hate:
Toji was a good father. I have no fucking clue how some people have headcanoned Toji into being anything but a scumbag who is addicted to gambling. That fucker couldn't even remember Megumi's name!
Like:
Gojo being mother-henned by Tsumiki over his sugar addiction, even though he technically has legal guardianship over her and Megumi. If you can't tell already, I love family stuff.
Hate:
Can't think of another JJK head canon to hate on besides shipping (they could never make me like you Makibara).
Thank you for your compliments!
Melone71009: "the free member ship hits different"
I'm glad you think so lol, next batch will come out on my birthday (May 29th) and on this fic's anniversary (May 5th), maybe I'll do one more for Father's day or something.
"Alright, everyone!" Adam clapped his hands as he entered the kitchen, a wide smile on his face. "Since Fushigoro and I will be leaving soon, I will try to teach you something easy to make." Itadori perked up at the suggestion, his head swivelling over his shoulder like an owl.
"If I want to make something, I can just look it up," Kugisaki replied sharply. Adam glanced at her cautiously, eyeing her messy hair and lack of makeup.
He knew Kugisaki was not a morning person in the slightest, so he decided not to harp on her rude reply as he walked over to the pantry and swung it open. "Itadori! Do you like bacon?"
"Yes sir!" The boy chirped. Fushigoro watched in barely concealed amusement as he leapt off the couch and raced to the kitchen for Adam's impromptu lesson.
"What about eggs, avocado?" Itadori nodded inaudibly while Adam pulled out the ingredients, using a tendril of cursed energy to grab whatever he needed out of the fridge as he went. "These are the ingredients. We have a stock of them, so you won't need to worry; but if you do need anything, just ask Blindfold and he'll probably grab it."
Fushigoro turned his attention towards Kugisaki, ignoring the conversation Adam was having with their other classmate. "I'm sure you can steal a coffee from Adam's room if you're quick enough." He whispered. "The passcode to his fridge is 1222."
Kugisaki watched the boy turn back to his book before deciding to follow through with his suggestion. 'They'll probably sour by the time he's back anyway, so he won't mind.' She nodded to herself convincingly before getting off of the couch and entering the hall.
As soon as she left, Gojo opened the door with a flourish. "Hello, my lovely students!"
Nobody replied.
"What buzzkills!" He squawked playfully before taking a seat next to Megumi. "Whatcha reading there, Megumi?" He asked.
"Yoshida Shigeru; The Last Meiji Man." The boy answered blankly. "Did you need something?" He slipped in his bookmark, a black one with the silhouette of a wolf cut out, before closing the book.
"Nope!" Gojo placed his legs on the coffee table before snatching up the TV remote with a quick application of 'blue'. "Since Adam over there distracted me from my show, I decided to follow behind and hang out with you guys for a bit until we leave." He explained. "Ooh, have you seen this one?"
"You know I don't watch shonen anime, nor do I read manga," Megumi replied.
Gojo laughed at the cold response while slapping his knee. "Right, right, how could I forget?" He took a quick glance around the room, "We're missing somebody; where's Nobara?"
A small, mischievous smile appeared on Megumi's face. "Grabbing a coffee," He watched in amusement as Gojo looked around the room again, realization only dawning on him seconds later.
"Oh my," He gasped. "She's certainly daring," Moments later, a loud screech echoed across the dorm; a loud screech of 'Fushigoro' was heard seconds later.
"Hmm, what day is it again?" Megumi asked.
"Monday," Gojo replied.
"Oh, right. Silly me," Fushigoro chuckled.
Kugisaki stormed into the kitchen a few seconds later, snatching up an unused frying pan and slamming it over Adam's head while he was frying some potatoes. "You idiot! Why the hell does your fridge have a shock lock!?"
Adam looked at her with vague amusement while rubbing the back of his head. "So people don't steal my coffee?"
"Who the hell is going to try and steal something from your dorm?!" The girl squawked in return.
Adam scoffed playfully while shaking his head as he kicked open the fridge with his foot. "Top shelf, on the left." Kugisaki put down the frying pan and snatched out a can of coffee before closing the door.
"Thanks…"
"You're welcome." The girl stormed away with an embarrassed blush, smacking Fushigoro with the pan before she finally put it down.
"Wow…guess somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed," Gojo commented with a laugh. Kugisaki stuck out her tongue in the man's direction while pulling the tab to her drink and sitting down.
"Jeez, how do you drink this stuff black?" The girl asked upon taking a sip.
"With barely contained happiness," Adam shot back. "Coffee is fuel for the soul," He proclaimed happily. "Without coffee, I wouldn't be nearly half the man I am today!"
"Impossible; any shorter and you might not exist." Gojo's infinity easily stopped the sharp thread aimed at his eyes in its place. "Feisty," He joked. Adam rolled his eyes before turning back to the food.
"Now that you've got all your things cooked, just chuck it all together and wrap it up in that tortilla there." The white-haired boy gestured behind him, watching carefully as Itadori followed his instructions on how to fold. "Good stuff." He snatched up the rolled burrito and chucked it back in the pan, frying it lightly on all sides before plating it back up. "Done, that's an easy breakfast burrito recipe I stole. Good carbs and all that shit as well."
Itadori greedily tore into the meal while Adam cleaned up, making sure he grabbed a can of coffee from the fridge before he left for his room to pack.
Gojo looked at Megumi once the boy was gone. "What did you mean by the Monday stuff?" He asked. Megumi, who was still reeling from the pain of being smacked with a frying pan, sent a glare in his orange-haired classmate's direction.
"Every Monday the code on his lock resets back to the master code. He usually sets up another one once he wakes up in the morning," The boy explained.
"Oh? What's the master code?" Gojo asked with a grin.
"There's no way in hell I'd tell you," Megumi snapped.
"Aww, even if I planned to leave a gift there for him?" Gojo replied with a grin.
"Especially then," Megumi replied.
"Speaking of all that stuff…" Itadori plopped down onto the couch next to Kugisaki. "You two are super close, like brothers! How long have you known each other?"
Megumi's eyes widened slightly at the comment before he answered. "Only since April…do we really seem that close?" It was the second time he'd heard something along those lines in the past 7 days, the first time being from Gojo after their argument.
"I mean, we all know how protective he is of his coffee; and he shared the code to his caffeine vault with you," Kugisaki pointed out. "And, I'd be willing to bet the code is something important to you or him."
Megumi was silent for several moments as he thought. "I mean…I guess? But he doesn't even call me by my first name."
Gojo chuckled while ruffling his black-haired student's hair. "Oh how I envy your blockheadedness, my foolish student." Megumi moved his head out of the man's grasp and reached for his book. Within moments, he was nose-deep into the pages.
"Why don't you go harp on Itadori? Adam was giving him cooking lessons and everything, and he doesn't let anybody in the kitchen when he's not around." Megumi asked, hiding his blush behind the large cover of his book.
Kugisaki hummed in contemplation for a few moments. "He actually has a point," she conceded. "Adam doesn't usually let anybody in the kitchen unless it's to grab a snack or to put away their dishes."
Itadori huffed childishly before shooting a finger at the girl. "Oh yeah? Then what was that about you letting him use that expensive shampoo you bought?"
"You used all of his, you idiot!" Kugisaki replied annoyedly. "Plus, he only used what he needed so it doesn't really matter." Fushigoro snorted at the quick addition, earning a glare for his mishap. "What's so funny?"
Fushigoro shrugged with a small smirk. "Just the fact that you threatened to cut off Itadori's fingers when he asked you for some."
Kugisaki's ears burned red at the memory, her head immediately turning away from Itadori. "That's because that idiot strolled into my room wearing a towel around his waist; and nothing else!"
"Yikes, do I need to scaffold a sexual harassment course?" Gojo asked sarcastically, causing Itadori to look away with an embarrassed blush.
"No…and I already apologized for that!" Itadori said.
"Apologized for what?" Adam walked into the room with nothing in hand. "Oh, is this about the soap thing?" Itadori's quick nod answered his question. "Right, sorry about that, Kugisaki; I sent him over there."
"We know." Fushigoro, Kugisaki, and Gojo replied in unison.
"Damn, that's creepy." Adam shook his head. "Anyway, I'm ready to head out."
"So am I," Fushigoro added.
"Then what're we waiting for?" Gojo leapt off the couch and spread out his arms. "Follow me, devote pupils, I shall lead you towards the promised land!"
"So dramatic…" Fushigoro grumbled before following his teacher out of the dorm. Adam stayed behind for a few moments longer to talk to his two newest classmates.
"I'm not sure if you'll get it, Itadori, but I left some of my notes on cursed energy in my room if you want to read them." Adam glanced at Kugisaki, who was finishing off the rest of her coffee in large gulps. "If you want more of those, I left 12 in the fridge. The Kyoto students are free to take them as well if they want. Uhh." Adam tapped his chin a few times in thought. "Right, don't summon Sukuna for a math test or something; he'd probably fail even harder than you." The white-haired boy ran away with a grin as he saw a mouth form on Itadori's cheek. "Enjoy your week, guys!" He called out before closing the door.
"I'm going to skin that brat alive and make him eat it." Kugisaki and Itadori laughed nervously at the King of Curse's decree.
"So why don't you have a talisman set up there? I understand you need one to teleport such a long distance in one jump, but surely you've been to the Kyoto campus before." Adam asked incredulously.
"Restrictions from the higher-ups." Gojo began simply. "Sure, I could just ignore them and place one there like I usually do with all of their commands, but Gakuganji would just destroy it. So really, it'd just be a waste of time."
Adam looked towards Fushigoro for his opinion, but the boy merely shrugged into his train seat. "How big are they?"
"Depends on the distance. A jump from Tokyo to Kyoto would take at least a 5 by 5-meter space, around the size of your dorm's living room." Gojo replied.
"Speaking of which, will we be moving into the second-year dorms next year?" Gojo shook his head in denial. "So we're going to stay in the same dorm for all 4 years?"
"Yes. The dorm building you're in right now actually belonged to the first group of second years almost a century back. Next year, the new first-years will move into the current fourth-year's dorm behind the pagoda." The white-haired man explained informatively. "I feel bad for the guys in the Fukuoka campus though, all 4 of their year groups have to share the same dorm due to their tiny size."
"Fukuoka? I thought there were only 2 Jujutsu campuses," Fushigoro pulled out his phone while Adam and Gojo continued to talk.
"There are 8 campuses in total; the trip between family homes over the break and stuff would get really annoying if they had to take a plane everywhere," Gojo replied. "Obviously you have the 2 'main campuses', but you also have 6 other smaller campuses dotted around Japan in different regions. The Fukuoka campus is just one of them, but they're all so small to the point where they're just considered subsidiaries of the main campuses. Like students in online school."
"Well, what are they? Fukuoka is on the furthest main island, right? In the south." Adam pushed. Gojo chuckled at the boy's pestering and nodded.
"Yes, Fukuoka is the most south campus, located in the Kyushu region. Above them on the map is the Hiroshima campus in the Chugoku region, and east of that is the Kagawa campus in the Shikoku region."
"Those two often collaborate on investigations and are generally under the banner of the Kyoto campus. Really, it's only the Fukuoka campus that's under our flag, right?" Fushigoro interjected.
"Well…there is the Hokkaido campus," Gojo said cautiously. "But we don't consider them under any banner anymore." Adam narrowed his eyes questioningly. Gojo barely noticed the expression before he groaned in mock annoyance. "Ugh, those guys are total nutcases."
"Hmph, that's something, especially when it comes from you," Fushigoro said with a smirk.
"I am not a nutcase!" Gojo argued. "Back to the real nutcases though; most of the Hokkaido students have become curse users over the years. The only people that remain there are the principal and the nurse, and those two are crazy in their own way." He explained.
"Why?" Gojo looked at his white-haired student with a soft frown. "Why would they all become curse users?" Adam, somebody who had never even entertained the thought of using jujutsu for crime and tended to have a more optimistic view of the supernatural, couldn't understand it.
"In the same vein, why haven't you taken care of them?" Fushigoro asked.
Gojo sighed tiredly in preparation. "Because they do their jobs." He began. "Even if they commit a crime or ten, they have an incredible work ethic that keeps them from being executed." Adam's confused expression caused him to elaborate. "It's like a gladiator pit over there. The students and teachers fight each other like ravenous animals across the campus and steal medical supplies and food to recuperate after their battles; then they'll take a break from fighting and deal with the curses that pop up over there before repeating the cycle all over again."
"Wait, wait, wait." Adam put his hands up. "Are you saying that the only reason they exorcize any curses over there is to test out strategies and train so they can fight other people more efficiently? Even then, wouldn't there only be one after they all kill each other?"
Gojo's frown transformed into a smile. "That's the thing, they never kill each other. It's only when mortal injuries are sustained that the nurse and principal get involved to stop the fight and heal the loser. And what you said about their training is true; yes, the only reason they exorcize curses is so they can fight each other better."
"Wow…" Adam gasped. "I hope I never come across one of their graduates. Wait, what actually happens to the graduates? Surely they aren't allowed to fight the students."
Gojo shrugged. "They can. As I said, most of the faculty is also included in these fights. Overall though, I'm not quite sure what happens to most of them. The only one I do know of is Usami Hiyori, but that guy's an ass."
"Probably because he's a guy with a girl's name." Adam supplied.
"Since when do you know what constitutes a girl or guy's name?" Fushigoro asked with an amused smirk.
"I don't know, maybe after last studied Japanese, Megumi." The black-haired boy's smirk switched into a scowl like a flick of a switch.
"Right, right, so what was that you said about your modelling gig?" Adam shot the boy a dirty look as his friend continued on his vengeful tirade.
"Modelling?" Gojo asked in confusion.
"Yeah! I can even give you the address to the office if you're interested." Fushigoro replied in the most enthusiastic way Adam had ever seen.
"Please don't," Adam said quickly. "We both know that isn't going to end well for any party."
"Hmm, I don't think so. This is going to end up much better for me than it will for you." Adam looked at his teacher with pleading eyes.
"Surely you don't appreciate being used as a weapon in your student's petty arguments." He asked hopefully.
"I have no qualms when it comes to bullying and or annoying my wonderful pupils." The man's phone pinged with a new notification. "Pleasure doing business with you, Megumi."
"The pleasure is all mine, sensei," Fushigoro replied.
"Traitors you are! The both of you!" Adam accused with a horrified scowl. "How could you betray me like this, Fushigoro? I thought we were pals, brothers, together to the end, ride or die, brothers from different mothers–"
"If you will stop with the dramatics," Fushigoro interjected with a bored expression. "I didn't send him it yet, that was just a request to go out when we get back." Adam leapt across the train booth to hug his friend.
"Aww, I knew you wouldn't betray me Fushigoro! I never doubted you in the slightest!" Gojo snickered quietly while Fushigoro tried to push the boy off of him.
"Right, right, because I'm definitely not going to use this information as blackmail later." The black-haired boy said as he continued to push on Adam's face.
"You would never!" Adam said before falling back into his chair. "Hey, Blindfold, what about the other campuses?" The mood switched from lighthearted to informative in an instant.
Gojo looked down at his fingers, initially holding out 6 before he curled 4 into his palms. "Well, we've already talked about the Fukuoka, Hiroshima, Kagawa, and Hokkaido campuses, so that only leaves the Ishikawa and Iwate ones."
"You're forgetting one," Fushigoro interjected. "I thought you were hiding it for dramatics, but there is technically a ninth campus." Gojo rolled his eyes from beneath his headband.
"That one doesn't count, it's not even a school," Gojo argued.
"Even if it isn't, it still technically is a campus." Fushigoro retorted swiftly. "The higher-ups call it the ninth campus as well, so there's no room to argue for it not being one."
"Can you guys stop being all cryptic and just get to the point?" Adam asked impatiently. "If there's some secret ninth campus, we can get to it after the other two."
"Fine." Fushigoro huffed.
"Yeah Megumi, just wait a little." Gojo mocked. He ignored the boy's scowl while turning his attention towards Adam. "The Ishikawa campus is sandwiched between our one and the Kyoto campus, but we don't communicate with them outside of emergencies."
"Why?" Adam asked. "Are they also a campus full of curse users?"
"No, they're just a group of nomads who refuse to use phones," Fushigoro interjected. "When Gojo took me there last year my phone was the most technologically advanced thing for 20 kilometres."
"Damn…so you have to communicate via hawk or something?" Adam asked half-jokingly.
"No, one of their excommunicated members lives nearby and has a landline; she also refuses to get a smartphone," Gojo replied, snorting with the last part of his statement.
"Excommunicated? You make it sound like it's a tribe." Adam said with a confused expression.
"Just a choice of words; they're a tight-knit group, with almost 60% of their alumni becoming staff there after graduation, but they aren't a tribe." Gojo waved his hand around lazily as he spoke. "Anyway, the last group is the Iwate guys. Since they're the closest to the Hokkaido campus, they've been affected by them quite a bit. They aren't nearly as combative, but they do have bi-annual tournaments to decide on their student council members."
"That actually sounds kind of fun," Adam said with a grin.
"It is," Gojo confirmed with a grin. "I got to watch one of them last year, and it was one of the most crazy fights I've ever seen." He then proceeded to go into a long, and exaggerated retelling of how two third years had battled it out for school captain.
Adam nodded along with the story absentmindedly, his thoughts straying towards the next setting for his life. For the next week, he and Fushigoro would be staying at the Kyoto Jujutsu Tech dorms to improve themselves and learn new things.
He'd miss Kugisaki and Itadori, but he was sure they'd have a ton of fun when they got back from their trip. In the meantime though, he'd have to settle for meeting some new faces and punching a few others.
"What a lucky turn of events this has played out to be," Kenjaku said with a grin. His head was propped on his fist as he leaned to the side of his beach chair, a phone sitting in front of his face serving as the medium for the new information he'd become privy to.
"Really? What happened?" Mahito asked excitedly. "Did Satoru Gojo have a heart attack and die? That'd suck, I wanted to see what kind of beast he'd turn into with my technique."
Kenjaku chuckled in amusement at the curse's rambling, stowing away the information that drugs like caffeine did in fact work on curses. "No, nothing like that. It's still good news, however, as we may have some new allies joining us."
From his seat on the sand within Dagon's island domain, Jogo perked up. "New allies? You better mean more cursed spirits, because there's no way I'm allowing another one of you to work with us." Mahito seemed to take offence by how he crossed his arms over his chest with a pout.
"Excuse you, I quite like Kenny!" If he hadn't been watching over the spirit at the time of the incident, Kenjaku would've been inclined to believe he'd actually snorted cocaine rather than swallowed three shots of espresso.
"Calm down, calm down; yes, they are cursed spirits." The curse user confirmed with a smile. "It still needs to be seen whether they have the intellect to become part of our entourage, however."
Jogo huffed in annoyance before turning to watch the ocean. "Don't get us so worked up over nothing."
Hanami, who had been lurking near the treeline of the island's lush forest, approached the group with a blank expression. "How are you so sure there even will be stronger cursed spirits appearing; if that is what you're implying."
Kenjaku snuck his phone back into his gown before standing up to stretch. "It's simple really," He began with a smile. "Adam Revine, or Pendragon, as he's come to call himself, relies on a technique that manipulates his soul." Mahito's head snapped up. "His cursed energy is…40, no, maybe 60 times more powerful than your usual person's precisely because of that effect on his soul. With how cursed spirits like yourselves are formed, it makes sense that when his cursed energy is added to the mix along with normal human's cursed energy, it will create a much stronger spirit."
"Then why haven't any new spirits been forming like us?" Jogo asked impatiently. "If what you say is true, that would imply that there are several spirits of our strength roaming around; yet there aren't any."
Kenjaku wagged his finger arrogantly in the volcano curse's direction. "That's where you're wrong. A much stronger spirit in this case would probably only be around a grade 1 or low special grade in strength, similar to that of a cursed spirit that has absorbed one of Sukuna's fingers." He held up a finger in his right hand and one in his left before putting them together. "But now, with Sukuna's potent energy lurking within Yuji Itadori, that effect is amplified by several magnitudes."
"Hmph, so what you're saying is that if we kidnap both of them, we'll have allies waiting at the ready waiting for our call." Jogo summarized maliciously.
Kenjaku shook his head with a smile. "No, while the effect may be increased if we instil some negative emotions like panic, it's better if we let things take their course. We aren't ready to take on Satoru in a head-on fight just yet, so we can't do something that will have him scouring every inch of the earth looking for us."
Jogo sighed in displeasure, his attention turning back to the drifting tides of the artificial ocean lying before him. "So it's still the same waiting game." He grumbled.
"Now, Jogo my friend, you need to stop jumping to conclusions like that!" Kenjaku admonished jokingly. "I still have some things I plan to set up to take advantage of the effect. If you want to, I can have you assist in my ventures."
"Oh? And what would these ventures be?" Hanami asked. Kenjaku glanced at her with a soft smile, the one that didn't reach his eyes but seemed joyful all the same.
"Eishu Detention Center, Sakurajima Mental Institution, Atomic Bomb Dome, Jujutsu Tech Ishikawa Campus." Kenjaku listed off. "These are the main places I plan to infiltrate. Our goal is to place a volatile cursed object there that will serve as the foundation of a few plans of mine. Not only that, it should attract some strong cursed spirits for you all to befriend, if you so choose."
"What are these plans of yours?" Jogo pressed. Kenjaku sighed mentally at the cursed spirit's constant scrutiny, why couldn't he be as easy to manipulate as the other 3? Outside of situations playing to or against his ego, Jogo was remarkably hard to manipulate or sway in any direction. Like a volcano, he was everlasting and steadfast, but also quick to blow up.
"Hmm, just a few things on the back burner." Kenjaku swayed side to side childishly. In response, Jogo scoffed and turned away for the final time. 'The back burner from your perspective; I've been working on these games for almost 400 years.' Kenjaku smirked before falling back into his chair, unaware of the narrowed gaze being aimed at him from Hanami. '400 years…and it's almost time to begin.'
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