Name: Killua, but a Jujutsu Sorcerer
Author: Pixel Mouse

Synopsis

The year after the Six Eyes were born.

The Gojo family welcomed another baby boy.

Like his older brother, he had white hair, blue eyes, and powerful cursed energy.

The former third son of the Zoldyck family, reincarnated as the Gojo family's second son with no memories: ...Meow?

The neighboring Zenin and Kamo families heard that the Gojo family was suffering one assassination after another.

Their grins stretched five miles wide.

They'll die off in no time!

Then the Gojo family will be finished! The lowest of the Big Three!

Before they had even enjoyed this for a few years,

The Gojo family was plowing the earth with Blue one moment,

and setting off fiery explosions the next.

The two families, constantly hit on the head by flying rocks and fried to a crisp by electricity: ...?

Wait, why does only your family get two SSRs? Is that even fair?

The Gojo family, back on top: Heehee.

The Gojo family, after being beaten up again by Killua and Satoru: No heehee.

Deep down, Killua had always thought his eldest brother was a bad person.

He always felt like he'd be lurking somewhere in the shadows (brooding) (twisted) (screaming) (peeping) (holding up an embroidery needle).

So Killua didn't like playing with him.

The eldest Gojo had no idea why his little brother always avoided him.

Was it because he'd seen his peerless beauty and felt inferior?

The wildly confident young master: Fine, then I'll graciously go play with him.

Killua: ...Don't come any closer!

The first time he saw a cursed spirit, Killua looked disgusted and dragged his excited, idiotic big brother off at a run.

The cursed spirit chased after them with all its might.

He ran, it chased, and neither of them could get away.

As the cursed spirit drew closer, Killua, pushed to the brink by the chase, finally awakened the technique inside him.

Satoru had been planning to laugh at his little brother before exorcising the cursed spirit, but in an instant, Killua sent him soaring through the air like a kite.

Satoru, his face slapped by the cold, howling wind: ?

The cursed spirit, watching the two of them disappear in a shower of sparks: ?

After suddenly becoming a high school student at Jujutsu High, Killua went into mission mode.

Missions! Money!

He wanted to buy tons of sweets!!

Since Killua was never home, the eldest Gojo, who had been inseparable from him since childhood, was upset.

He kicked up a fuss, insisting on going on missions with him.

Then, during a mission, Satoru watched helplessly as Killua was swallowed by a black hole and vanished.

Satoru went instantly berserk: Killua!!

Killua, who'd recovered his memories and returned to his old home in the blink of an eye: ...Huh?

Just as he was trying to figure out how to get back,

his black-haired big brother blocked his way.

"Little Killu, where have you been all this time?"

Not wanting to deal with his gloomy big brother and his needles,

Killua slipped away.

Then his obnoxious white-haired big brother chased him all the way home and blocked his path.

The battered white-haired big brother's eyes turned blood red when he saw Illumi affectionately pat Killua on the head and say, "I'm your big brother."

"Who are you? I'm Killua's big brother!"

The black-haired big brother's possessiveness erupted, murderous intent spilling from him.

"I'll do this job for free."

Killua, reaching out like E.T.: Stop fighting. If you're going to fight, do it at Heaven's Arena. I want to bet on it.

The two big brothers ignored him and kept fighting to the death.

Just as Killua, worried they'd settle the score with him later, tried to sneak away,

they cornered him from both sides.

"Tell us! Which one of us is your favorite big brother?"

Faced with two pairs of murderous, doe-like eyes,

Killua, caught between two men: ...Gon...help, help, help!

Reading Guide:

OOC + no logic + lots of headcanon