Cosplaying Wounded Geto Suguru, I Ended Up Before the One Who Stands Above All

[When I started writing, I hadn't decided what to call the protagonist yet, so there isn't a clear name in the first few chapters.]

[Cosplay with battle damage + kicking out the original protagonist + the protagonist is not very good at using their powers early on + the protagonist has semi-locked HP, so they may not care much about their own wellbeing + first-person narration from the protagonist + a little angst, but a happy ending]

After reading an angsty story, I decided I couldn't be the only one getting hurt, so I resolutely went to a comic convention dressed as the battle-worn version of Geto Suguru from this fanfic.

Who could have guessed that this once-in-a-thousand-years transmigration would happen to a hapless loser like me?

And so I showed up in front of Gojo with my whole body covered in wounds. Honestly, I was a little panicked at the time, but then again, I'm Geto Suguru now. What do I have to be afraid of?

After Gojo picked me up and brought me back to the technical college, I became the apple of everyone's eye.

Just as I was thinking of dying to put an end to it all, a thought suddenly began echoing in my mind: only by making up for every regret could I go home.

"Satoru, exorcise me."