I Became a Sorcerer with a Stand-In

After opening and closing my eyes, I transmigrated and started a wonderful life in an unfamiliar city. After all, the rules for gangsters are the same in every world, especially for an Italian gangster like me, with years of experience.

[What do you do when you run into someone with mysterious powers and can't beat them? Come on, try this!]

Asayama Chidori gives a cold laugh, then bows a full ninety degrees to the cool, stoic guy with the sea-urchin hair across from her. "From now on, I'm yours, boss!" Her voice is loud and her manner sincere.

Cool sea urchin (a vein popping on his forehead): "...That really isn't necessary."

[What do you do if the authorities catch you secretly taking money to exorcise curses? Come on, give this a try!]

Asayama Chidori confidently slips a cigarette case stuffed with cash to the tall man in a blindfold, adding a meaningful look.

Shameless teacher from the technical college (with an inscrutable expression): "Wow, I've been bribed~"

Just as I thought. This blindfolded guy must be like the police back in Italy. As long as you pay enough, you can buy him off with ease!

[Show the other world what fashion and taste mean. Come on, give this a try!]

Especially when I go on a mission with my hedgehog-haired boss, I have to wear something super sexy and fashionable!

Upright-walking sea urchin (the cool guy, speechless): "...If you go exorcising curses in that outfit, you might end up completely naked."

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Not long after I get invited to the Jujutsu Technical College, I straighten my clothes, beam at the mirror, and shout, "It's another great day to be a gangster!"

Cool sea-urchin guy: "…" (There are way too many things wrong with this.)

1. The protagonist transmigrated from Italy.

2. A sweet little romance with Megumi, the puppy love of two teenagers.

3. The blurb comes back into play midway through the story, in a different way.

★ Recommended completed story ★

How I Survived at the Technical College When My Cursed Technique Was a Game (A story about me and my alternate identities working hard together)

★ Recommended upcoming story: The Secret Identity Is Actually Me? ★

"Here's the situation: the world is about to be destroyed, so I used the last bit of my energy to bind myself to you." The black cat with mismatched eyes sighs in relief, apparently happy it managed to bind itself to me at the last possible moment.

Chiyahara lowers his head and says, "Find someone else. I don't feel like saving the world."

Mysterious cat: "Huh?"

Chiyahara just got lapped by one and a half laps in a race and is in an absolutely foul mood.

After he coldly refuses, the cat clings to his leg and cries for three days until he changes his mind.

"So what am I supposed to do?"

"Find and kill the mutated creatures."

"And my cheat ability is?"

"…" The cat guiltily narrows its eyes, its tail beginning to flick back and forth anxiously.

Chiyahara frowns and flops onto the bed, shouting, "You can't be even more unreliable than me!"

"I can temporarily borrow copies of your identities from parallel worlds. Use their abilities to turn the world's fate around!" The cat squeezes its eyes shut and shouts even louder.

That sounds kind of interesting.

Even though he's just an ordinary high school student, it doesn't matter. His alternate identities from other worlds include a jujutsu sorcerer, a curse user, a higher-up in the jujutsu world, and even Tengen...

So many. No, wait, this is awesome.

(Points upward) The bespectacled soy-bean-faced smiley says, "Hey, I've got a great idea."

Suguru Geto rarely has questions, but now he's uncharacteristically confused. How can anyone be this versatile? Is his classmate even human?

Satoru Gojo is baffled. In less than a month, he discovers that his orphaned classmate's dad is a jujutsu higher-up, his older brother is a masked curse user, and his younger sister might be a Star Plasma Vessel. Everyone seems to have some earth-shattering evil plan, while his classmate just goes around grinning every day.

Shoko Ieiri is just as confused. One day, she catches a classmate secretly burning incense. She assumes one of his relatives has died, but the memorial tablet clearly reads "Chiyahara's Grave." Seriously, can't the technical college get one normal person?

Chiyahara: "Hey, it's another wonderful day."

Theme: A sweet romance that'll give you a toothache