Qishen Is On the Clock

My name is Saiki Kusuo. I'm a psychic. Ever since I was born, I've had a vague feeling that I was different from other people. What are you thinking? It's not because of my psychic powers. It's more like an inexplicable feeling deep inside: I exist because I'm burdened with some kind of mission. #A psychic who doesn't want to be a god isn't a good high school student# · Saiki is the main character, with Jujutsu Kaisen appearing later · Almighty Saiki and his useless divine messenger's Ψ-ful daily life · Original pairing, slow burn, starting after Saiki's time loop ends · I just want to write some Saiki stories. If anything makes you uncomfortable while reading, please take care of yourself and step away · Love you all~ Check out my other fanworks: "Shoko Gives Up Medicine and Takes Up Writing" Shoko died, then Shoko came back to life. Here's what the person involved had to say: Thanks for the invitation. I'm in Yokohama, just got off the plane, know nothing about the place, and somehow I've acquired a big-shot author System. Whatever. I'm giving up and doing nothing, then-- After all, the curses are gone. Who would still want to be a wage slave? She couldn't even slack off before another mission arrived: Write an epic, soul-stirring tale on the theme of "Unbridled Imagination." Shoko: What the hell am I supposed to write? I'm not writing it. Medicine can't save this shitty world. Can writing really do any better? Many, many years later, watching the world's timelines grow increasingly chaotic, Shoko stood atop a skyscraper and silently smoked: ...Maybe it actually can? - After Ieiri Shoko accidentally became the leader of a certain port organization, she was forced to take in two little ones. One was surrounded by black sludge every day and had boosted Yokohama's bandage sales. The other was hair-trigger temperamental, always either wrecking the house or on the way to wrecking it. Shoko couldn't save any money. It all went toward household expenses. I'm tired. Let's destroy the world. So she got mad, then calmed down, and decided to write the two of them into a story. If they loved fighting so much, they could both go fight Sukuna. The System posted the story on the Big-Name Author Forum, and it soon caught the attention of some unidentified people. [Sanity Intact]: Two bowls of plain noodles, interesting. Are they any good? Add some crab roe. [Charcoal-Grilled Mackerel]: That's not the point, hey! Why is this fantasy world linked to that guy, anyway? Cursed Spirit Dazai? If he's real, I'll exorcise him first! [Loli Is Supreme]: Oh my, these two are a handful wherever they go. [Definitely Not a Lop-Eared Bunny]: Why didn't you put me in it too? Why, why, why, why, why, why?! [Definitely Not a Lop-Eared Bunny]: One-person petition: I want to fight Sukuna too!! Shoko: ... Is something wrong with the people online these days? - One day, the Big-Name Author System told Ieiri Shoko that the stories she wrote were about to become reality. Shoko thought of her first story, "Unbridled Imagination: The Great Battle Between Two and Sukuna," which she'd written while slacking off because the two little ones at home were so annoying. She slowly typed a question mark. Then she remembered her second story, "A Sequel to Our Past: Geto and Gojo, Who Is Yokohama's Ally of Justice?!," which she'd written because she missed her old friends, and fell silent for a long time. Shoko: (lighting a cigarette with a weary air) ...So, is there still time to burn the books? Theme: Love will eventually light the way for us all.