A gold engraver is someone who can make beautiful patterns on precious metals.
This profession grew from humanity's pursuit of beauty and has its roots in the most ancient magic. In the eyes of alchemy fanatics, gold engraving, which gives objects miraculous effects, is merely a branch of alchemy.
"That's complete nonsense!!"
An old man with a mohawk and a wildly rock-and-roll style swept his cape aside and raised his bird-headed staff. "Iemitsu, repeat after me! What's the key to gold engraving?"
"Being cool."
The little blond, blue-eyed boy answered seriously, his face expressionless.
A young lion of a certain family pushed open the door. "Grandpa Talbot! What are you teaching my son?!"
The little boy had grown used to the racket. He walked past it, picked up a hammer and chisel, and struck a smooth curve into the metal.
Power glowed in his eyes, and the ring's song flowed beside his ears.
And so, Sawada Iemitsu became a gold engraver.
*
There was a legend in the jujutsu world.
If you earned the favor of a gold engraver, you would receive a custom-made cursed tool. His tools perfectly suited their users, allowing a Grade 3 sorcerer to rise above their rank and become Grade 1.
Or even Special Grade.
Curse users and jujutsu sorcerers alike gazed greedily and eagerly at the cursed tools that had been gold-engraved.
The bounty on the gold engraver kept rising, with one stipulation: ONLY ALIVE.
A certain white-haired upperclassman made a disgusted face. "My old man has really gone nuts. And those rotten higher-ups, personally getting involved and turning the bounty into an ONLY ALIVE job. What, are they planning to catch the gold engraver and lock him up?"
The relatively decent black-haired childhood friend said, "That gold engraver is innocent, isn't he?"
The scheming upperclassman laughed. "Your parents want to give the strongest little young master the strongest cursed tool?"
"Ugh! Stop talking! I'm the strongest even without that piece of junk gold-engraved cursed tool!"
Sawada Iemitsu, passing by with his headphones on, took them off. "Who said my gold engravings were junk?"
Them: "Huh?"
Iemitsu: "Who?"
Them: "Huh?!"
The scheming upperclassman pointed him out. "Him."
"Wait, that's not what I meant! Are we really fighting? If we do, will I still get to eat the little cookies your mom makes?!"
Sawada Iemitsu: "In your dreams."
*
What does a gold engraver hate most?
People who destroy cursed tools.
On the chaotic streets of Shibuya, Sawada Iemitsu asked again and again, "You're saying that guy was trapped inside the Prison Realm, and then he destroyed all the keys himself. Is that right?"
"...That's right."
Sawada Iemitsu angrily kicked the Prison Realm.
Then he swung his hammer and chiseled a new key on the spot.
So, don't destroy cursed tools recklessly!
A crossover world, with a male protagonist native to this world.
The protagonist is the eldest son of the Sawada family next door, but in this timeline he never fell into the cave and became a demon's plaything (?).
Take a look at my other story if you're interested.
Theme: The way life was originally meant to be
