I'm Competing to Be Crazier Than the Most Evil Curse User

* My writing is terrible, this is a labor of love. OOC warning!

* Revising as I go, so some plot points may change significantly. Chapters may take a while to pass review. Please bear with me.

Kirizaki High has always been dominated by a pair of genius twins, a boy and a girl.

Rumor has it that the older sister is not only excellent at her studies and formidable at kyudo, but also both beautiful and talented, with a gentle disposition. She's practically the perfect Yamato Nadeshiko in the eyes of Japanese men.

Rumor has it that the older sister vanished in her second year of middle school, and no one knew where she had gone, until three years later, when they heard she'd been lured away to distant Tokyo by an obscure, useless religious school.

"Waaah, my goddess is gone..."

"Was she really that amazing?"

"Of course!"

One day in their second year of high school, the sun was blazing.

[Energy storage complete. System activated.]

Suguru Geto, who had just finished his nap: "?"

[Dear Host, hello. I am Heavenly System No. 10086. It is my pleasure to serve you.]

[The person sitting in front of you is our mission target. She is highly likely to disrupt the structure of this world in the future. If you don't lower her corruption level, this world will collapse.]

He frowned as he looked at the girl's pale brown curls falling around her shoulders, her fairy-like face as she turned toward him, and her innocent, captivating violet eyes.

"Suguru?" she asked with concern. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"N-no, I'm fine."

Suguru Geto was baffled. She... could turn evil?

An elf with a dark side, and a gentle, refined curse user.

Please don't tell me to drop the story. Friendly suggestions and discussion are welcome. Thank you [heart]

*

Here's a coming-soon story (it'll take a while to start, so read at your own risk): [Jujutsu Kaisen] Did You See My Cursed Technique?

Tsukimisato Sakura rarely dreamed, and she had always thought she didn't have a cursed technique...

Until the guy from her dreams appeared in front of her, and not long afterward, he started calling her by a familiar name.

She unraveled the threads of fate one by one, until the dreams stopped coming, everything began anew, and the land beneath her feet felt both familiar and strange.

*

To the new student of Tokyo Jujutsu High who had escaped Kyoto, the warnings from the rotten old geezers back home meant nothing to Satoru Gojo.

He accepted every sweet that came his way as he went along, in high spirits. Then his eyes traveled up from the shopkeeper's hand, and he narrowed his eyes behind his sunglasses.

"Hey, have we met before?" he asked after hesitating for a while.

The shopkeeper lowered her hat. "...Probably not."

"Oh."

Five minutes later.

The young man, who had already walked off, suddenly darted back, staring straight at her.

He'd swallowed the sweet in his mouth, and spoke in a muffled voice. "I don't believe you."

*

"What is it that you like about me?"

"Your eyes. They're like the ocean."

**I've also started a short story about Itadori. If you're interested, check it out in my profile.

May 20, 2023, 7:30

Theme: World peace