Lin Daiyu Turns the Curse Around

Gojo: I'll kill you.

Daiyu: I'll bury you.

If we both kill and bury, doesn't that make us the perfect team?

Suguru: Huh? Hey!

(Just for fun, no romance in this story)

Blurb:

After the Crimson Pearl Immortal repaid her tears and settled her debt of gratitude, she felt the knot in her heart had finally loosened. She returned to the heavens beyond the Realm of Parting Sorrow, free to do as she pleased.

Born from plants and blessed with a heart that cherished flowers, she eventually became a goddess who watched over the plants of three thousand worlds.

Now another case involving a series of battles is due to be settled, and one "flower or plant" after another has met an unjust end...

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The world administrator dropped increasingly obvious hints: "What makes Gojo-sensei's 'flowers and plants' any less plants?"

"You mean I have to fight Sukuna?" Daiyu looked up. "Seriously?"

Administrator: "..."

Daiyu gave a cold laugh and tossed aside the manga. "I knew it. They won't give me anyone who hasn't already been beaten by someone else."

Administrator: "???"

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So, in order to fight Sukuna, no, to protect the "flowers and plants" of the JJK world, Daiyu descended to the mortal realm once more, taking the form of a weak and pitiful jujutsu sorcerer.

○ When the Higher-Up Council once again assigns a mission,

Daiyu: How thoughtful of you. Why, I'm practically dying of boredom.

Higher-Up Council: Huh?

○ When a classmate falls into a depressive slump and is about to defect,

Daiyu: Everything I've told you all this time went in one ear and out the other, but you do whatever Yuki says. You take her words faster than an imperial edict.

Suguru: ...Huh?

○ When the strongest says, "I'll win,"

Daiyu: Look at you, making promises again. If I believed you, I'd cry my heart out.

Gojo: What?!

○ When it's time for overtime...

Daiyu: Is this overtime just for me, or is everyone doing it?

Shoko/Nanami/Ijichi/Kusakabe: ...?

Daiyu: We barely get paid, and they expect us to be on call 24 hours a day? What kind of higher-ups are these? Calling them locusts would be an insult to locusts!

Everyone: !!!

Shoko and Nanami enthusiastically liked her comment and invited Daiyu out for a drink.

No one knew what Daiyu's cursed technique was.

Until one rainy day, they saw her carrying a cursed-tool hoe, with a Higher-Up Council member buried up to his neck at her feet.

Everyone: ⊙□⊙

Old men: Help! Help!

Daiyu wiped away a tear. "Sorry you had to see that. My occupational hazard kicked in."

Bao'er-jie, burying someone in another world: ??? Occupational hazard? What in the world?

(Thanks to my dog for inspiring Bao'er-jie. Bao'er-jie, want to come bury people with me? (not really)

One-line summary: Classmates, have you ever read a book? Orange, what medicine are you taking?

2024.05.20

Theme: Loving flowers and plants is a kind of love, too.