"It was supposed to be just a simple mission to exorcise a Grade 2 curse…"
Inside the morgue at Jujutsu High.
A jujutsu sorcerer's corpse is an important resource. If not handled properly, not only is there a risk of it turning into a curse, but in worse cases, it could be exploited by malicious curse users.
So, when a Jujutsu High sorcerer dies on a mission, if the body is lucky enough not to be completely destroyed, it is sent to the morgue for proper handling.
Haibara Yu's body lay on a cold metal table, covered with a white sheet.
Sitting nearby was Nanami Kento, who had been on the mission with him. Leaning against the wall, he tilted his head back, covering his face with a towel.
"Dammit!"
The iron stool next to him clattered to the floor as he kicked it over in frustration.
"The Utsushigami faith…" Nanami Kento muttered between heavy breaths, his voice trembling. "That thing was a land god."
"It was a Grade 1 curse."
Suguru Geto silently lowered the white sheet, covering Haibara Yu's lifeless body, which was missing its lower half.
Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, his face clouded with anger.
"For now, just rest, Nanami," Geto said in a low voice. "Satoru will handle the follow-up."
"With him around, what do they even need us for…?"
Nanami muttered bitterly, not bothering to hide his frustration in front of Gojo.
"Nanami." Suguru Geto's tone was a little sharper this time.
"It's fine, Geto."
Gojo cut him off, then stepped forward, giving his junior a reassuring pat on the shoulder before walking out of the cold morgue.
Suguru Geto watched the white-haired boy's back as he left. Then, he turned to glance at the disheartened Nanami Kento before finally lowering his eyes to his own hand, which had been stained with Haibara Yu's blood while handling the body.
If the end of this long marathon as a sorcerer is nothing but a mountain of our comrades' corpses…
The words from his dream echoed in his ears once again.
In a daze, it almost seemed like his entire hand was drenched in crimson blood. The blood dripped from his fingertips, spreading across the morgue, seeping into every corner.
A sharp ringing noise filled his ears, then faded into complete silence.
Suguru Geto suddenly looked up, then half-closed his eyes and said, "Take care, Nanami."
After saying that, he left the morgue.
The iron door closed with a heavy clang, the sound echoing in the cold room, mixing with Nanami Kento's defeated murmur: "Tch, damn it…"
…
That night, Itadori Kaori lay in bed, fast asleep. Beside her was her husband, Itadori Jin. Their son, Itadori Yuji, though still very young, had already started sleeping in his own room. He was a smart and brave little boy.
As she slept, Kaori drifted into a strange dream.
In the dream, she saw herself taking over Suguru Geto's body, forming an alliance with the Four Curses, and gathering several curse users to build her own group.
However, before she could carry out her plan, the most crucial part of it—Mahito, the special-grade curse with the Idle Transfiguration technique—was killed.
And the one who did it was an unknown jujutsu sorcerer.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly woke up from the dream. Careful not to disturb her sleeping husband, she got out of bed and went to the living room, pouring herself a glass of water.
Itadori Kaori—or rather, Kenjaku, who had taken over her body—sipped the water, lost in thought.
It was hard to believe, and she had no idea why it happened, but everything in that dream was undoubtedly a glimpse of the future.
How could she be so sure?
Because aside from the parts where things went wrong, the events in the dream were exactly the same as her planned course of action, including taking over Suguru Geto's body.
She had set her sights on the Cursed Spirit Manipulation technique long ago. It was the key to achieving her goal.
"What could be the reason that I saw the future through a dream?" Kenjaku muttered to herself.
Was it someone's technique?
If there really was a sorcerer capable of connecting the past and future through a technique—maybe even traveling freely between the two—
Then that technique would be incredibly tempting.
But this was something completely outside her plans, and with no relevant information to go on, it was still too far beyond her reach.
If the dream truly predicted the future, then adjustments had to be made to her plan.
The first thing that needed to change was the strategy regarding Mahito.
Cursed spirits are formed from the accumulation of cursed energy that leaks from humans. Their abilities and forms are largely shaped by the negative emotions people have toward certain things. The cursed energy generated from these emotions fuels the birth of cursed spirits.
Mahito, in particular, was born from humanity's fear of itself—a very special kind of curse. Aside from possessing the Idle Transfiguration technique, he had immense potential for growth.
At this point in time, he likely hadn't been born yet.
But that wasn't a problem.
A curse born from human fear of humans—if she wanted to speed up its birth, it wouldn't be difficult.
And to move forward with her plan, it was time for Itadori Kaori to disappear from this world.
Silently, Kenjaku stepped into Itadori Yuji's room.
Bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight streaming through the window, she gazed at the sleeping pink-haired boy.
A faint smile unknowingly appeared on her lips.
The birth of Itadori Yuji was also part of her plan—one step in a fate that had already been decided.
Itadori Yuji's father, Itadori Jin, was the reincarnation of the soul of a twin brother who had been devoured by Ryoumen Sukuna while still in the womb a thousand years ago. Later, he was found again.
She took over Itadori Kaori's body, united with Itadori Jin, and gave birth to Itadori Yuji.
This child would become the perfect vessel for Ryoumen Sukuna.
That was one of Kenjaku's goals.
The second goal, of course, was the Cursed Technique of gravity imprinted within Itadori Kaori's body.
Since Kaori was not a sorcerer, no matter how exceptional the technique was, it was wasted on her. It would be better to take it for himself.
As for Kenjaku, whether he had any real feelings toward the child he had fathered—perhaps even he wasn't sure.
The next day.
Itadori Kaori suggested visiting her family home, so Itadori Jin drove her back to the countryside, while Itadori Yuji was left in the care of his grandfather, Itadori Wasuke, for a few days.
However, that very night, after his parents had left, Itadori Yuji learned from his grandfather that they had been in a car accident and both had died.
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