One day in one month of one year, at a certain well-known jujutsu school.
"Yuji, do you know how your teacher Fukatsu got his Grade 1 sorcerer title?"
"How?"
Gojo Satoru flashed a mysterious grin bright enough to blind everyone. "The answer is..."
"He bought it!"
"And I paid for it!"
Fukatsu Hira, freshly out of the infirmary, came up behind Gojo Satoru, cursed energy in hand.
"Go to hell, Gojo Satoru!"
"So, Teacher Fukatsu, why do you keep picking fights with Teacher Gojo?" Yuji Itadori peeled an orange segment and held it to Fukatsu, who lay helplessly in the infirmary bed.
"Of course, it's because #￥%...&* ("
"What?"
"I said it's ￥%...&* (! Give me another segment!"
I'm terrible at blurbs, and this is extreme OOC.
Apologies in advance.
Theme: How to pass yourself off as a Grade 1 sorcerer
Dad, have you finally remembered that there is a novel you haven't written yet?
Attack by touching porcelain?
Fukatsu's ability is so useful
Damn it, it's super, super good-looking!!!!!!!!
Come on, madam, come on, madam, come on, madam, come on
Ms. Glass is so miserable. To heal someone, you have to be seriously injured and then healed.
This book is really super beautiful!
Shenjin…Nerve???
Fukatsu? I always feel like something is weird. Meditation. Jpg
It's so pretty, don't be fooled.