Hello, everyone. I’m Miwa, the useless one. I’m honest and simple, a rare normal person among jujutsu sorcerers.
I know a little bit of prophecy... It runs in the family.
Unfortunately, I don’t have much talent. My most accurate predictions are the daily weather reports. I’ve never once managed a proper grand prophecy, and I keep getting the opposite result, with strange side effects.
As that big brother of flowers I once ran into put it: “You twisted your future sight so badly you nearly created a Singularity. If you hadn’t come back so quickly, Chaldea would’ve noticed... You really are something.” That was a compliment, right?
My most successful, and only, grand prophecy was seeing the streets of Shibuya turned into a living hell.
I don’t think this is right.
If the so-called “correct past” can’t be changed, and the traces left behind are destined to disappear, then surely the future can still be changed?
So I reversed my prophecy with everything I had, fighting for a chance to break free of fate.
I succeeded.
My prophetic powers disappeared, too.
Wonderful! I’m back to being honest and useless Miwa again.
One day, later on...
“Which one is the real Gojo Satoru?”
“Shoko-senpai and Principal Yaga can’t tell them apart. They said they’re both that guy.”
“So?”
“So use your invincible grand prophecy and idol radar to figure this out, Miwa!”
“I told you, I don’t have those anymore... But I don’t think we need prophecy for this.”
I asked the two identical white-haired men with blue eyes, “Who am I?”
The one on the left: “Miwa.”
The one on the right: “Kasumi.”
I smiled. “See? Easy to tell them apart.”
I pointed to the left. “Gojo-sensei at twenty-eight.”
Then I looked to the right. “The eighteen-year-old, Go-kun.”
Dear big brother of flowers,
You mentioned last time that the observatory wanted to add me as a friend so I could be used as a support. I’d be happy to help, but I hope they’ll think it over carefully. My abilities are: the colorless Sword of Damocles passed down from the First King (which is pretty much useless); prophetic powers that work sometimes and don’t at other times, and tend to run out of control (also gone now); and the sword style Void I learned from a wandering big sister I once met (the only one I have left). In modern terms, I guess you’d call it Shinkage-ryu: Suigetsu? Big sister always said I hadn’t mastered it yet, and that it wasn’t something I could show off.
Still, I haven’t heard from her in a long time. Do you know where she went?
Oh, right. Her name is Shinmen Musashi no Kami Fujiwara no Harunobu. More commonly, she’s known as Miyamoto Musashi!
Looking forward to your reply.
By Kasumi
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Important: Pay attention, this story has overpowered abilities galore!
One ability comes from the former Colorless King who could use prophecy in K, and the second is from Musashi in FGO, a wandering Musashi-chan. Void is the highest state of swordsmanship.
This one is finally a short story!
Also known as: I really didn’t want to look up canon details, so I just let loose and expanded the outline. Hehe.
Theme: Everything that exists leaves a trace.
The group photo at the end, is it the kind of photo of two people in formal suits with red bottoms?
Sensei is really a natural choice for shounen manga contestants. Although it is short, it is beautiful! Every time I watch the protagonist of "Teacher", my blood boils [Orange Heart][Orange Candy][Like]
Alas, Mrs. Xing's style is still the same as always.
Gentle, plain and passionate, complaining and covering up the deep scars and tears, and adhering to the normality of common sense people in an abnormal world (Hey)
The process may have ups and downs, and there may be many costs to pay. But the writer of the story holds the scales and will always give back much more.
Always have a clear goal, always move forward bravely, and always be passionate until you break through the south wall and break out of a path that could not have existed.
Please expand it to a million words. What happened ten years ago? And Xiao Sanlun, don't hide your injuries. You understated a lot of incredible things (howling)
Hey, is the result 285? But it feels like there is no emotional basis between them, but it is 185... What a pity (sigh. Jpg)
Open! Let me tell you! Wuwuwuwu, don't force me to kneel down and beg you. It's not impossible to kneel down and beg you. Wuwuwuwu.
Ahhhhhhhhhh please write 2, first love and formal love are with the same person, it's so delicious
Although I am shocked that only one chapter has been updated, it is a short story, but the next one, teacher, what will be the next one? [Come on] [Come on] [Come on] [Empty bowl] [Empty bowl] [Empty bowl]
It's really short. At first I thought the teacher would write a long story. But it's still pretty.
Done! I rushed in without looking at the chapter names and the word count of the work. Oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, please, please expand it! ! !
Great new article... Wait! Wrong! (Sharp blast)
The group photo at the end, is it the kind of photo of two people in formal suits with red bottoms?
Sensei is really a natural choice for shounen manga contestants. Although it is short, it is beautiful! Every time I watch the protagonist of "Teacher", my blood boils [Orange Heart][Orange Candy][Like]
Alas, Mrs. Xing's style is still the same as always. Gentle, plain and passionate, complaining and covering up the deep scars and tears, and adhering to the normality of common sense people in an abnormal world (Hey) The process may have ups and downs, and there may be many costs to pay. But the writer of the story holds the scales and will always give back much more. Always have a clear goal, always move forward bravely, and always be passionate until you break through the south wall and break out of a path that could not have existed. Please expand it to a million words. What happened ten years ago? And Xiao Sanlun, don't hide your injuries. You understated a lot of incredible things (howling)
Hey, is the result 285? But it feels like there is no emotional basis between them, but it is 185... What a pity (sigh. Jpg)
Open! Let me tell you! Wuwuwuwu, don't force me to kneel down and beg you. It's not impossible to kneel down and beg you. Wuwuwuwu.
Ahhhhhhhhhh please write 2, first love and formal love are with the same person, it's so delicious
Although I am shocked that only one chapter has been updated, it is a short story, but the next one, teacher, what will be the next one? [Come on] [Come on] [Come on] [Empty bowl] [Empty bowl] [Empty bowl]
It's really short. At first I thought the teacher would write a long story. But it's still pretty.
Done! I rushed in without looking at the chapter names and the word count of the work. Oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, please, please expand it! ! !