Can You Be a Sorcerer with Flowers Growing Out of Your Head?

[Due to circumstances beyond my control, updates are irregular. I recommend waiting until there are more chapters, and entering with caution.] Monday, March 19, 2005 A flower no one else could see had bloomed on my head. I had a medical certificate stating I was in perfect health in my hand and was wondering whether to make an appointment with a psychiatrist when a strange middle-aged man spoke to me. He said I was a jujutsu sorcerer, and the flower on my head was proof my technique had awakened. I thought for a moment, then ventured, "Would you like me to make an appointment for you too?" Friday, April 1, 2005 Suspicious, but with a tiny bit of hope, I stepped into Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical High School. I thought I'd be greeted by lively, friendly classmates, but a tree came flying at me and sent me straight to the infirmary. Apparently, my two classmates had broken it during a fight. Me, lying in the hospital bed: "You have plenty of energy. Next time, try not to be alive." Monday, April 4, 2005 Four days since enrolling, one day in the hospital and two days off. If a classmate with healing abilities hadn't enrolled, the break might have lasted even longer. Even so, on the fourth day, which was also my first real day of school, the culprit complained that I was too weak and had made him write a reflection. Worst of all, he even reached out and tugged at the flowers on my head! I looked indignantly at our homeroom teacher at the podium. "May I drop out?" Honestly, I don't really want to go to this school anymore. ## Pairing undecided, depends on how things develop The main story focuses on the 185 era. The timeline starts in the first year of high school, so the first volume will be very long and slow-paced, because I want to write about everyday life and growing up. This story was conceived around chapter 150 of the manga, so there may be major differences from the later manga plot. If that bothers you, run away now!!! If anything here hits a sore spot, run away now too!!! Don't force yourself!!! (Important!) Theme: One person has two selves, one awake in the darkness, the other asleep in the light.