Introduced by a middleman, Geto met Ayase Kaoru, the heir to Japan's most powerful zaibatsu, who unfortunately fell in love with him at first sight.
As an "evil capitalist" wielding immense power, the heir always got whatever he wanted.
The heir: "Marry me. This is a notice, not a request."
Geto: ?
Geto: "Japan doesn't have same-sex marriage."
A month later, Tokyo passed an ordinance recognizing same-sex partnerships.
The heir: "There. Marry me."
Geto: "...That can't be a coincidence, can it?"
The heir: "Nope. I made it happen."
Geto wasn't having it, and threatened him darkly.
"Monkeys only have two uses to me: giving me money and helping me collect curses. Once I've finished using you, I'll kill you."
The heir: "Oh, then I'll get the strongest person in the jujutsu world to be my bodyguard."
The heir: "Is it that high school friend of yours, the one named Gojo?"
Geto: "..."
Geto: "Let's get married."
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[Important Notes Before Reading]
1. The pairing is Geto and Gojo. There may be a love triangle involving the best friends, so read with caution if that bothers you.
2. The protagonist is a monkey, a pure-blooded monkey who won't awaken any special abilities later on. His only power is money.
3. The story has absolutely nothing to do with the original plot. Gege can draw his story, and I'll write mine.
4. Primarily Jujutsu Kaisen, with Detective Conan crossover elements. The tone is relatively light and cheerful. The logic is dead, so don't take it too seriously. Apologies for any OOC characterization.
Blurb written on 23/11/30, screenshot saved.
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My next story will be this thunderous ABO pregnancy story, with Gojo as the top.
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Zenin Ren had no cursed energy. When he presented as an omega at eighteen, the Zenin family deemed him "a useless piece of trash with no value to exploit."
Naoya sent him to the room of the Gojo clan head, deliberately humiliating him.
"If you can use that body to mend relations between the Zenin and Gojo families, then I'll grudgingly admit you're good for something, Ren."
But nothing happened that night. He didn't even get to see the Gojo clan head's face.
All he heard was a cold, disgusted command.
"A Zenin dog?"
"Get out."
Ren, dressed in thin clothes, walked along the corridor as snow swirled through the night. He saw a black-haired boy practicing the Ten Shadows Technique in the indoor training hall.
A genius who inherited the Zenin family's ancestral technique and studied under the strongest sorcerer.
His younger brother, Megumi.
Fate had played a cruel joke on him. He had merely been born two years earlier, yet his life had gone in a completely different direction from his brother's.
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When Toji entrusted his younger son to Gojo, he once asked, "What about the other child?"
Toji just smiled. "That one's a freak. Don't worry about him."
Zenin Ren was born with alexithymia. He couldn't sense other people's love, nor could he express love himself.
At first, Gojo didn't think it was a big deal. Then one day, Ren suddenly disappeared from the Gojo household.
All he left behind was a baby crying in its swaddling clothes.
The clan head, who had been secretly preparing a wedding to surprise Ren, became a single dad overnight.
He was stunned.
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A little awkward at being a father for the first time, the all-powerful strongest white-haired sorcerer clumsily raised his son until he was five.
The entire jujutsu world knew he'd been dumped by a no-good omega who pulled up his pants and walked away without a second thought.
One day, Gojo went out of town on a mission and realized someone was tailing him.
It was the newly renowned sorcerer killer who had made a name for himself in recent years.
Gojo wanted to see who could inherit Toji's title. But when a cold blade was pressed to his neck, he was stunned all over again.
The impassive black-haired man in front of him!
Wasn't he the child's mom?!?!
That heartless omega, Zenin Ren, had not only forgotten him, but was trying to kill him too! Aaaaaah!
Theme: If you want something, you have to work hard to get it.
Hey, hey, Brother Jie, just keep talking tough. One day when the hot emotions in your heart can no longer be suppressed, I'm afraid it will explode even more completely and crazily.