The Heavenly and Cursed Tyrant of the Zenin Clan

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I'm currently preparing for the graduate school entrance exam, and the pressure of further studies is intense, so I probably won't be able to update for a long time. I feel bad about falling behind on updates, so I've decided to make the story free. Honestly, I thought no one would read it if I stopped updating, but seeing the number of bookmarks go up instead of down makes me so happy. Thank you so much for enjoying it, though that only makes me feel guiltier. I really can't be in two places at once, and I'm so sorry! I'll consider updating when things are less hectic in real life. As long as someone is reading, I'll keep going. Thank you for your support!

#The Heavenly Restriction Tyrant, who was already dead, has been reborn in another world. The Zoldycks have gained another son. Was it fate, or a cruel twist of fortune?#

Blurb 1:

Toji never imagined that a scumbag like him could live another life in another world. This is just...

Absolutely terrible!!! Get lost. I don't want to inherit some first-class assassin family. Heaven knows his greatest dream is just to find a rich woman and buy a few horse-racing tickets every day.

After being forced to work like a dog for more than ten years (figuratively), he finally waits for a new heir to be born. Toji runs away in the middle of the night, declaring:

The new little brother is much better suited to inherit the family business than I am. I won't come back easily, so I don't interfere with his growth (unless I'm broke).

According to an interview with a native of Kukuroo Mountain:

Some tall, black-haired guy: My older brother is one in a million. I've admired him since I was little. To prove myself to him, I'll make sure to train my younger brother well and become a great older brother whom all my little brothers adore, just like him.

Some silver-haired kitty: ...Thanks so much.

Blurb 2:

One day, Toji accidentally steps off the path while running away from home and falls right through the dimensional wall, landing in front of a certain little sea-urchin-haired kid.

Toji stares at the sour-faced little sea urchin in front of him, who doesn't merely look a lot like him, but is exactly identical, and falls silent.

He seriously wonders if he's been hit with some strange curse. Why does he want so badly to kiss, cuddle, and lift this sour-faced brat into the air!?

Fushiguro Megumi: ...Divine Dogs!

Some white-haired guy: Toji, I want kisses and cuddles and to be lifted up too~

This story's pairing is Gojo x Toji, no switching or reversals.

Warnings: OOC, and a mountain of original headcanons.

Mainly Zoldyck, Jujutsu, and a little bit of other series.

It's rough being in a rare-pair fandom. The author is starving for content and has to make their own. I hope you enjoy it.

Bring on your comments and bookmarks! I can take it!!! Please support the story, thank you, mwah~

I'm happy to take suggestions about writing style, but I have my own ideas about the plot, so please don't interfere too much.

Also, the author is a compulsive reviser.

The cover is by Feisu Paqiang.

Coming soon:

Is the Strongest Zenin Really a Strawberry-Flavored Cookie?

Cracker, the tenth child of the Charlotte family, is one of the Sweet Commanders of the fearsome Big Mom Pirates, with a bounty of 860 million berries. He's a great pirate.

His older brothers and sisters dote on him, and his younger brothers and sisters look up to him. Aside from the humiliating defeat he suffered at the hands of the hateful Straw Hat's absurdly huge appetite, and having to visit that terrifying dentist every month, Cracker's life has been smooth sailing. He's a winner at life.

But one day, while making his usual rounds of the waters, he accidentally falls overboard. When he opens his eyes, he finds himself in a strange place, staring at two little girls huddled together, gazing at him timidly with wide eyes. Cracker's head starts to ache.

He's never looked after younger siblings before!

In the end, Cracker can only keep his fearsome face stiff as he forces out a smile so strange that anyone who saw it might immediately send him to Navy Headquarters. He tries his best to coax them: "Hey, want some cookies? Strawberry-flavored."

A story born from frustration at seeing Mai die. It won't be long.

Please Don't Use Superpowers as a Substitute for Jujutsu

Blurb:

Warm breath washes over his sensitive ear.

"Here, take my hand..."

The man's right hand reaches around from behind and takes his without asking, his long, pale fingers forcibly threading one by one between his.

"That's it... lean against me..."

The tall man bends slightly, his left hand tightening around his waist as if he means to pull him entirely into his embrace.

"A little closer..."

Soft white hair brushes against his neck. The man rests his head on his shoulder, his pink lips almost touching his ear.

"Closer still..."

The low, magnetic voice by his ear makes it tingle. His skin can even feel the slight shiver caused by the sexy Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

The pink-haired psychic bears down on the twitching vein in his temple and stares blankly ahead with dead-fish eyes.

"..."

"Gojo."

"I don't need to do this to use my psychic powers."

"..."

"Huh? Really?"

"But Gojo-nyan needs to do it this way~"

"...Get lost!"

He never should have let himself be bewitched into agreeing to let this guy teach him "how to control his psychic powers"!!!

A story about the strongest jujutsu sorcerer and Kasamia.

Theme: Love life with enthusiasm