[Author Note]
Shower thought.
Is Kenjaku considered a trap?
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Elsewhere
A man with short blonde hair was casually sitting down with a newspaper. He was a totally normal person you would see on the street. He didn't stand out from the crowd except for the odd stitches across his forehead.
One would question why he hasn't covered them up when a head injury is healing, but the stitches weren't there for that reason.
Behind him, standing still like a statue, was a white-haired person.
"Kenjaku."
In a melodic tone, the stitched man, known as Kenjaku, replied, "Hmm? Yes, Uraume?"
"May I ask why you are reading the newspaper for non-sorcerers?"
"Let me ask you a question instead. Why not? You don't need to worry. Almost all of the seeds have been planted. Things today are much different than they used to be; it's fascinating! I'm sure you know that the most."
With an ice-cold glare, Uraume replied, "Sukuna's vessel has yet to be created. You know I am only working with you to ensure his revival. I'll dispose of you if you become worthless to him."
Kenjaku glanced back, unworried at the threat. "*Sigh* I have a binding vow with him, so calm down. *mumble* the trouble I go through just for my plans."
Uraume didn't seem reassured. "Hmm, very well, but you know that if you wait too long and don't kill that Six Eyes brat, he will get in the way."
It appears that hit a nerve. "I killed one in the past, which didn't change anything. Besides, I'll have access to the prison realm if he becomes an issue. I'm not just going to sit around and lose again. Ah, that reminds me, have you heard of the Zenin boy?"
Uraume pondered before saying, "No, I don't think I have. In any era, I don't pay attention to nobodies."
"Well, this 'nobody' happens to be the clan's prodigy, even if he isn't the clan head anymore. Those stupid Zenin. A shame that one of the big three clans is blind to potential."
Uraume looked confused. "What does that have to do with anything, and how do you know that?"
Kenjaku smiled, "It just so happens the balance shifted when he was born. However, the Six Eyes boy Satoru Gojo was born on the same day, so it's hard to tell if the world was telling us something. I noticed and made a mental note of him when researching the new Six Eyes user."
"You don't seem convinced if you haven't discussed making plans to deal with him. You might not want to kill the Six Eyes brat, but you should have no issue disposing of some random Zenin child."
"Tell me, Uraume, why didn't you propose that you will go deal with him?"
Uraume immediately replied, "I have better things to worry about."
"While I would agree with you under normal circumstances, something about him intrigues me. Just in case, I'll create a failsafe if he also becomes a problem. He could be useful as a tool in the future. You never know when something that seems small might become a problem."
Back to Naohiro
Damnit, why does Ogi feel like a bigger issue than Kenjaku!? It's Ogi, of all people!
'clink'
With that sound, call it instinct, but I could tell my body had made me resist slashing attacks. I need one or two more, and I'm good. That's unless my guts get spilled out before that happens.
I see a slash coming diagonally from my shoulder, so I activate the technique I just learned.
"[Falling Blossom Emotion!]"
As the slash connects and digs into my shoulder, I feel the blade slow down and get bounced back due to the properties of Falling Blossom and my technique. Just a bit more until I can fold this man.
However...
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'CLINK'
"I win... you son of a bitch!"
Mahoraga-chan would like to know your location.
My adaptation works in wonderful ways. As stated earlier, getting hit multiple times while keeping my technique active allows me to adapt continuously.
Since Ogi has only used basic swordsman techniques, they are ultimately slashes even in his Falling Blossom Emotion state. While he said that he wouldn't kill me, I have a feeling that the attack I was just hit by would do more damage than Naobito has ever done to me.
He comes in for another slash, and I attempt to dodge, but he uses his cursed energy in his sword, making it speed up and making me react too late. Instead of panicking like any normal person, I smirked as he unleashed a flurry of attacks to which he sheathed his sword.
Turning around, he ignored me, assuming I would get cut by six slashes like a typical anime swordsman. However, he realized something was wrong when he didn't hear me hit the floor, so he spun around to meet my fist one inch from his face.
"Wha-"
*BAM*
He got hit with the Naoya special.
Getting smashed into the floor, he could spin and dodge my next attack: a knee to the ground. While strong, I didn't have the same physical strength as a freshly awakened Maki.
Getting up with a broken nose and a bruised cheek, he gave me a nasty glare.
"So, your resistance in tandem with Falling Blossom Emotion allowed you to survive my attacks? I didn't think you would be great at using a new technique. It seems I underestimated you."
He was on track, but it wasn't my new anti-domain technique that kept me from getting slashed.
"Let's see you block this! [Blazing Courage]."
He was so much faster that I felt like a newborn trying to outrun a varsity athlete. I didn't even have a chance to put my guard up before he was right before me.
*KABOOM sizzle*
'clink'
*Haah*, too late.
One of the main weaknesses of the adaptation technique. If you can get one shot by a technique...you're screwed.
Everything went dark.
Kenjaku-chan has finally made his appearance.
[Author Note]
1. I forgot to describe the MC's appearance. Just imagine him how you want to. I suck at describing OC appearances.
2. If you're wondering about Naohiro's mom, we know nothing about her in the manga since his brother is Naoya. Assume she is dead or irrelevant for the sake of the plot.
No, I won't go into detail about Kenjaku's backshots.
Ya'll are wild.
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Two Days Later
Opening my eyes, I notice something strange about my surroundings.
I'm at a terminal?
Many seats surround me, and I look forward to seeing a large window in front of me. Moving towards it, I catch a reflection of myself; however, something is different.
I looked like I had before I reincarnated.
It was strange since the last thing I remember was getting cut down by Ogi...
Hol up. Oh shit.
Nononononono. The airport in Jujutsu Kaisen is not just any normal airport.
Turning around, I see teen Gojo and all his...dead...friends.
*GASP Huff Huff*
I shot up from the bed I was currently in.
Thank fuck, it was just a dream.
Who knew Ogi would go all out against me? Even when I had died, I still hadn't felt as close to death as I had been while getting cut by Ogi.
I heard a voice to my left. "Wakey, wakey, brat."
I knew that drunk's voice from anywhere. "...Naobito."
Naobito looked somewhat offended. "Couldn't call your old man dad at the very least?"
Sending him a side glance, I sigh.
He smiled, "Color me surprised when Ogi dragged you into the main hall like a sack of potatoes covered in blood. The look on his face was priceless, well, what was left of it. HAH, you really did a number on him!"
He continued, "Here's the thing, though: You should've died. The question is, why aren't you dead?"
I nonchalantly replied, "As I've said before, I'm built different."
Naobito didn't look amused. "Being built differently doesn't explain your healing factor. You were completely unconscious, yet your body was visibly healing. I thought you were initially using reverse cursed technique, but it was healing with cursed energy, which only curses do. Being made up of negative energy, curses use cursed energy to heal, but it's impossible for a sorcerer unless it has something to do with your technique."
That last adaptation that I got when I was hit by blazing courage saved my ass. Had I gone unconscious and had my technique turned off before I had an adaptation, I would've died.
Staring intently at me, he begins, "You were hit by a full-power Falling Blossom Emotion amplified by Blazing Courage by one of the Hei."
Now that it's phrased like that, I guess it is strange that I am still alive.
I glare at him. "Wow, this is the most I've heard you talk to me. You visit your son only when something happens regarding my technique, turning me away as soon as I'm not useful."
"*Sigh* I know how you feel about our clan, but the Jujutsu society thrives on power. I didn't mean to make it seem like I was abandoning you. Naoya needs my time more than you since, to stand as a big three family, politics is a necessity. I thought Ogi could help you, but it seems I was wrong...*Pft* obviously."
I look at him with an 'Are you fucking kidding me face.'
Then, Naobito went completely serious. "Now, tell me about this 'resistance' you seem to get. Don't feed me bullshit and tell it to me straight."
I wanted to keep this card in my back pocket, but having the possibility of learning from Naobito is a chance I don't want to slip away.
"Fine. My cursed technique [Cursed Evolution] works based on adaptation. I get hit with something; I start to adapt to it. After enough time, my body can nullify or resist certain attacks."
He pondered for a bit. "What does that have to do with your healing?"
I cut him off, "I'm getting there. While I can adapt to certain attacks and phenomena, I also adapt to negative ailments, as I told you when I first explained my technique. When I got stabbed by blazing courage, my body adapted at the last second to heal my body before I passed out."
Naobito's eyes widened. "So it's not just resistance to cursed techniques. Given enough time, you can essentially nullify anyone's abilities. You could even counter our Projection Sorcery and the Gojo clans limitless."
Now that I told him that, I might have to become clan head again..."That's how my technique works."
He looked like a kid who just found out about fire for the first time. "Fascinating. If this technique could be passed down, we could see a third great technique. Hey, what are your feelings about marriage?"
I hate dealing with this old man. "No."
His shoulders slumped. "*Sigh* unfortunate, but expected. Now that we have everything sorted out and Ogi seems to want to do nothing with you, I'll be training you from now on. I'm busy enough as it is; if you waste my time, I'll send you to Ogi again."
When I grow capable enough, that old fuck is dead. However, I'll wait until Maki and Mai are born to not throw the timeline out of wack. I'll take care of him before Maki gets the chance.
Naobito got up and started to leave the room. "You know, Naoya has been progressing quite well lately. It might not be a bad idea for you two to spar. For publicity's sake, he will stay as the clan head, but I'm thinking of allowing you to become the leader of the Hei when you grow into a fine sorcerer."
I ponder momentarily, "Hmm, I might just take you up on that."
Naobito smiles and leaves the room.
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Like hell, I'll waste my time with the Hei! Screw you, clan geezers. I still haven't forgotten all those times you knocked me unconscious!
Naobito is a bad clan head.