Jujutsu Kaisen: I was killed by Sukuna

Let me tell you what happened after that. 

After I said all that stuff about frame rates to Naobito, I started visiting his room more often. 

Specifically, I spent my days watching anime, playing games (mostly Momotaro Dentetsu), and occasionally kicking away a blond kid who kept attacking me with cursed techniques. 

Of course, I didn't neglect my training, and I didn't reduce the time I spent with big bro… In fact, I even dragged Naobito—no, let's just call him old man—into playing Momotaro Dentetsu with me. 

Every time the blond kid tried to cozy up to big bro, I'd kick or punch him away… and I'll keep it a secret that a few of those hits turned into Black Flashes. 

Anyway, a few years passed like this, and then one day, I suddenly heard that big bro was leaving the house. 

Wow, I hadn't cried like that in a long time. I hardly ever cried back in the day, so it felt refreshing to cry like that again. 

Wait, if he's leaving the house, does that mean he got married? Is big bro becoming Papa Toji instead of big bro Toji? 

When I teased him about it, his eyes went wide, and he started sweating bullets… He's terrible at hiding things. 

When we said goodbye at the house, I waved my hands wildly and told him in a drawn-out voice to let me meet his kid when they're born. The gentle smile he gave me when he turned around for the last time left a deep impression… I need to save that in my brain. 

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Oh, right, right after that, some blond kid with a dark aura started screaming and attacking me. 

I blocked him like usual, but it turned out to be a Black Flash, so it hurt a bit more than usual. Since it hurt, I kicked him in the groin three times as payback. When he rolled his eyes and slumped over, I added a roundhouse kick for good measure. He looked like he was in a lot of pain (monotone). 

Anyway, big bro left the house… but I'm not lonely. I still have the old man. 

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So, now I'm at the Gojo estate... Why?... Why??? 

No, I know why. I just don't want to admit it. I just don't want to admit it (seriously). 

By the way, let me explain how I ended up at the Gojo estate. 

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Old man: "I'm going to the Gojo estate." 

Me: "Have a safe trip~ Take care~" 

Old man: "You're coming too." 

Me: "Wha…!?" 

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That's how it went. At first, I resisted and said I didn't want to go, but my parents told me to go, and the old man seriously said it'd be tough without me, so I reluctantly agreed to tag along. 

And now, here I am, lounging on the Gojo estate's veranda at dusk. I left the old man and the others behind. 

I mean, what else could I do? Their conversations are so long and full of nothing but snide remarks. 

"Our son is amazing! He has an inherited technique and the genius qualities of the current head!" "Oh yeah? Well, ours has the Six Eyes for the first time in centuries and an inherited technique! Unlike you, he's not just a candidate—he's the next head!" 

They just kept bragging about their heirs and techniques while throwing subtle, petty insults at each other. It was so annoying that I ran away halfway through. 

Oh, right. Back in the day, there was still some unity, but now the Gojo and Zenin clans are on terrible terms. How could I forget…? Oh, right, it's because I had a best friend in the Gojo clan (a Six Eyes user). 

I let out a sigh. Seeing the deep divide between the Gojo and Zenin clans now makes me inevitably think of the past. 

My best friend from the Gojo clan, my incredibly kind and strong younger brother, the strong and good-hearted old men and women of the Zenin clan, my best friend's doting parents… How did things end up like this? 

The unity, the strength, the resolve—it's incomparable to now. 

Sure, they were still rotten to the core, but when it came to protecting the world, no matter how much they bickered, hated each other, or envied each other, they always came together in the end and joined forces without hesitation. 

They never did things like manipulating information to send people on dangerous missions… The only time information discrepancies happened was when curses grew stronger faster than expected. 

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…It's sad, but I already knew this. 

Lying on the veranda, I looked up at the sky. The clouds swayed lazily and comfortably in the wind. 

"…I wish everyone could be like that." 

Clouds gathered under one sky, usually drifting apart but coming together when needed… I wished it could be that simple and straightforward as I lost myself in the sunset. 

It's okay to bicker. It's okay to hate each other… But I wished they could still come together under one purpose and fight for that purpose, like in the old days. 

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"Ahhh~ So tired~" 

Stretching out my arms and legs, I let out a big yawn while lying on my back. 

As I gave in to the drowsiness creeping up on me, I fell asleep on the veranda of someone else's house, basking in the sun... 

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"Hey." 

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…Sleep is canceled. I'm not bold enough to ignore someone calling me in their own house and just keep sleeping. 

I forced my heavy eyelids open and shifted my heavy body, turning only my head to look toward the source of the voice without bothering to sit up. 

There, I saw a kid dressed in what was clearly an expensive kimono, with white hair and blue eyes—definitely going to be a handsome guy in the future... Huh? A future handsome guy with white hair and blue eyes? 

I quickly sat up and took a proper look at the kid who had called out to me... Oh no, this is bad. 

White hair, blue eyes, an otherworldly aura, and eyes that seemed to look at me but also through me—like how humans look at plants or insects. 

The one and only, the strongest of the modern era, the Six Eyes user who would become the strongest jujutsu sorcerer, the one even the King of Curses, Ryomen Sukuna, acknowledged from the bottom of his heart as someone he would never forget. 

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"Gojo… Satoru." 

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Gojo Satoru, the future strongest special-grade sorcerer, was standing right in front of me. 

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My body tensed up. Cold sweat ran down my neck, and my legs itched to run away. 

He's not the strongest yet. 

Gojo Satoru becomes the strongest after nearly being killed by big bro. 

That hasn't happened yet, and I don't even plan to let big bro fight him, so I don't know if that trigger will happen. 

But… even so, I'm still scared. 

The pressure is different from my best friend. 

Those eyes that don't even see people as people suit him too well. 

The thought that those eyes might one day kill me sends shivers down my spine… I haven't felt this scared since Sukuna. 

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"Hey, you… What's your name?" 

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…My name? He's asking for my name? The Gojo Satoru? 

This is weird. According to the story… no, according to the lore, Gojo Satoru's personality as a child was even worse than during his high school days… At the very least, he shouldn't be asking for the name of someone like me, who has no cursed technique. 

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"Uh… Kai… Zenin Kai." 

"…I see." 

Since he asked, I stuttered out my name. In response, Gojo gave me a single word—no, a single syllable—as a reply. 

Then, without looking away from me, Gojo slowly sat down on the veranda and spoke. 

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"You… You're strong, aren't you?" 

"…Huh?" 

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I was stunned by the sudden, incomprehensible statement. Gojo, looking slightly annoyed, started rambling. 

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"I can tell. You're completely different from the others. The flow and quality of your cursed energy are on a whole other level." 

"Not just that. Your footwork is way better than even the old guys here. Your cursed energy manipulation is better than your clan head's, isn't it?" 

"I'll say it again. You're strong, aren't you? You're strong, right?" 

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───Let's play a little. 

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The barrage of words, the rapid-fire questions, and the sudden, innocent murderous intent directed at me—all of it made me panic. 

The moment I recognized that intent, the fear I felt toward Gojo vanished, and my body moved instinctively. 

I jumped back like a grasshopper, just as an invisible blue force—the convergence of Limitless—crashed into the veranda where I had been sitting, crushing it into pieces like crumpling garbage... Wait, what? Hold on? 

Did you just try to kill me? Did I almost die? ...Huh? What are you doing? Hey, what are you doing, Gojo? 

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"Haha, you dodged it! I knew you were strong!" 

I twisted my body in midair and landed, then looked at the perpetrator. 

He was laughing and looking at me like it was the most fun thing in the world… Hey, what are you laughing at? (Deadpan.) 

I've seen this enough times to know. That was Blue, right? It had to be Blue, right? The place where I was sitting just got turned into a black hole's aftermath!! 

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"Hey, what the hell! Are you trying to kill me, you idiot!?" 

"I was trying to kill you, dumbass!!" 

He didn't even flinch at my words. In fact, he proudly declared with a smile that he was trying to kill me… This brat—no, this demon. 

"Alright, I get it. I'm gonna beat the crap out of you!!" 

I snapped. I couldn't help it—this was too much. 

Don't mess with me. Even if you're the only hope against Sukuna, even if I got wrecked by Sukuna just to leave information for you, I have to punch you right here, right now. My heart was screaming at me to do it. 

I stomped the ground, clenched my fists, and charged at Gojo, not even trying to hide my rage. 

Meanwhile, Gojo just stood there with a ridiculously relaxed smile, not even bothering to take a stance. His smile had a hint of mischief. 

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Oh, I get it. I know all about it. My best friend used the Limitless technique too, so of course I know about it. 

The technique that creates infinity to block interference, the infinite barrier of Limitless—I know all about it. 

Oh, I know it well… and how to break it too!!!! 

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I channeled cursed energy into my fist… no, I expanded it. 

Like pouring water, like wrapping it around myself, like turning my entire body into a vessel. 

Gojo's expression changed. His relaxed smile turned into a look of caution… but it was too late. 

That's right, you don't know about this. 

You haven't even reached the level of Reverse Cursed Technique, let alone a Domain. 

You don't know the name or the effect of this technique that can rival you. 

So, learn it now. Learn about this Domain now, because it'll help you someday… But also, suffer a bit. 

I thrust my fist toward Gojo. Of course, it was blocked by the infinite barrier of Limitless, and it didn't reach him. Yeah, it didn't reach him yet. 

So… I'll make it reach him. 

"Domain───" 

───Expansion. 

The space cracked with a snap. The stalemate lasted only a moment. 

Breaking through the infinite barrier, my fist slammed mercilessly into Gojo's handsome face. 

He didn't even let out a groan. Unable to do anything, Gojo was sent flying with all my strength, tumbling across the ground two or three times before crashing into a pond on his family's estate with a loud splash. 

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"…Ahhh~ That felt good~" 

I let out a satisfied sigh, brushing the dust off my clothes and relaxing my stance. 

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......…Oh crap......…What do I do? 

I messed up. I got hit with a direct attack, and from the moment I snapped, I don't even remember what I was thinking. I was so angry that I don't remember why I did that... What do I dooo~… 

...…For now, in situations like this, it's best to run awa─── 

"Heh… Hehehehe… This is the first time I've been punched." 

My legs froze as I tried to run. My body stopped in fear. 

I awkwardly turned around like a tin doll... and there was the demon. 

His bright blue eyes gleamed, his pure white hair swayed like a ghost in the light, and his mouth twisted into a wide, eerie grin. 

"Hey, hey, don't run away… The fun's just starting, right?" 

Don't run, he said. Like he'd let me go. The demon, the monster, grinned at me… His eyes shone brightly, like a predator staring at its prey. 

Ferociously, innocently, happily, gleefully—Gojo Satoru laughed. 

...…Oh no… I've triggered something I shouldn't have. 

"…Uh, I don't think that was a fight or anything, though…" 

As a last-ditch effort, I tried to reason with him… Even though I knew it was pointless, I still tried, because I'm scared of him. 

But the demon didn't care. 

He didn't stop. 

He just kept walking toward me, swaying lazily. 

…Wait, is he even listening to me? 

"Huh? Is that so? Yeah, maybe…! Yeah, maybe so!!!!" 

That's big bro's line!!!! 

After that, until the old man arrived, I was chased around by the demon known as Gojo Satoru… I never want to see him again.