My Father, a Follower of the Panxing Sect

[Coming Soon: Justice in Yokohama, details at the bottom] * The cult leader of the Star Plasma Vessel Cult divides ordinary people into two categories: those to squeeze for money, and those to collect cursed spirits from. That is, until one day, he attends the funeral of a certain “sponsor.” He plans to squeeze the last of the money out of that family while he is there. However, the sponsor’s daughter is a magical girl. He mistakes her for a jujutsu sorcerer. Only later does he realize that she is neither a jujutsu sorcerer nor the kind of magical girl he had imagined. * A crossover with Madoka Magica and Jujutsu Kaisen. Geto pairing, with other unrequited crushes. No NTR. * Geto follows his canon defection path, going all the way down the dark road. Contains death, please take note. * Not a canon expert. OOC, angst, a little dark and twisted, happy ending. * This work is entirely fictional and has no connection to any real organizations, groups, or people. It does not endorse any particular ideology. Justice in Yokohama Hi, my name is Fuharu Eru Ruri, and I live in Yokohama. Yes, that Yokohama, where the city goes through two hundred crates of bullets a day on average. My adoptive father calls himself the Demon King, and calls his underlings January, February, and March. Everyone has to eat a person raw every day. Growing up in an environment like this, I knew from a young age that good people like me had to stand up for justice if we wanted to get ahead. So when I saw a white cat asking a little girl if she wanted to become a magical girl after school one day, I shot over there in a flash. Real quick. I said, “I’ll sign, I’ll sign! I don’t even need a wish. Please, just let me sign!” After I said that, the girl and the white cat both gave me a look that said it all. The girl’s face practically read, “Are you trying to outdo your dad?” I felt pretty embarrassed, so I apologized right away and said, “You go first, you go first. I’ll wait my turn.” By now, I’m sure you can tell just how desperately I want to become an agent of justice. In the end, I became an honorable magical girl. When I got home, I told my adoptive father I’d become a magical girl and was going to fight for justice. He gave a derisive snort and turned away. My slightly unhinged big brother February patted my head and gently asked why I was already spouting nonsense so late at night. I could tell they all looked down on me. It made me so mad. So I packed up my bedding overnight and went to report for duty at the enemy Port Mafia. The enemy of my enemy is my ally. I had it all planned out: first I’d keep my identity secret and work my way up to executive, then take down my adoptive father’s company and send him packing. After that, when the Mafia was utterly exhausted, I’d suggest they go to Tokyo to fight Sukuna, then desert at the last minute and send the Mafia packing too. I, Fuharu Eru Ruri, would take out two evils at once and give Yokohama a brighter future. What do you think, friend? Send me 50... I mean, add this to your favorites and listen to my plan for justice. Your friend, Fuharu Eru Ruri October 23, 2024 Theme: Don’t do to others what you wouldn’t want done to yourself