Young Master Gojo, Please Spare My Life!

[Main story complete. I wrote this purely because I wanted to explore the world of jujutsu. Personally, I don't think I did a very good job, so proceed with caution, caution, caution.]

[Personally, I think there are plenty of plot holes and logical inconsistencies in this story, so you'll need to turn your brain off. But I think the romance and the human nature of the jujutsu world that I wanted to express turned out pretty well. Feel free to switch your brain off and give it a read.]

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It's been twenty years since I came to this world. To be precise, exactly seven thousand days.

I finally got what I wanted: I ditched the young master I'd served since childhood and went to study at Jujutsu High.

And just as I returned to the entrance of Kyoto Jujutsu High after a long vacation, my belongings slung over my back

The long stone steps, the mottled shadows of trees swaying in the greenery before my eyes...

I saw my young master, the one I'd seen just an hour ago... looking ten years older???

Me: "...??"

But before I could even get close, I went "boing" and was flung away.

"I'm dead."

My butt stuck up toward the sky, my face buried in the dirt.

I scooped up the loose earth around me with my hands and buried my head completely.

All right, I believe this is my young master.

I couldn't help it. I was good at using my brain, and I'd aced logic and reasoning since childhood. I immediately figured out that I'd ended up ten years in the future.

If I remember right, something bad happened not long after the last time I saw my young master ten years ago...

So I buried my head even deeper.

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The strongest modern sorcerer, now twenty-eight, encountered a new student at the entrance to Jujutsu High. She looked exactly like the little study companion he'd had at the Gojo estate as a child.

For a moment, he was stunned.

But her cursed energy was different, so as soon as that moment passed, he sent her flying.

If she was a fake, she could be dealt with easily. He would exorcise her.

But if she was real...

He remembered what this woman had done before she died. Hidden feelings stirred in his heart, and with a scoff, he walked over and pulled the woman who was pretending to be dead with her head buried in the dirt back out.

"Hey, have you heard? Someone who looks exactly like Uehara Yuriko has shown up beside Mr. Gojo!"

"Isn't she dead?"

"No way. Her technique is strange, too, and she's giving off the aura of a curse... She's become a vengeful spirit."

"...Holy crap, did he curse her?!"

[They say the Gojo family once had a little attendant for their divine child. Later, she slept with him and deceived him.]

[And then?]

[Then she died and became a cursed spirit.]

[And then?]

[Then she took down the higher-ups for the divine child and became the big boss of the jujutsu world.]

The Dragon-Blooded Attendant's Rise to the Top

[Bonus Scene~]

Suguru, dragged back by Yuriko, looked at the two of them holding hands. "..."

What the heck?

Gojo, bashfully: "Suguru, I'm marrying Yuriko tomorrow. You're welcome to be my bridesmaid~"

Uehara Yuriko puffed out her chest. "I'm about to take a wife, so I'll do my duty. Don't worry, family-in-law, I'll treat him well!"

Suguru: "..."

You two freaks, stay away from me.

[Reader's Guide~]

1. The main story is in third person. The whole thing is 209,000... Please, don't read pirated copies (Erkang reaches out a hand).

2. BG romance. The characters aren't perfect, and both leads are possessive of each other.

3. Neither a romance-focused nor a plot-focused story. If I had to describe it, I'd say it's a stream of personal consciousness (oily wink).

4. The romance gradually becomes clear as the plot progresses (IN BIG, BOLD LETTERS).

6. Six is a lucky number.

[The heroine has an unconventional patriarchal streak toward Gojo. She's the sort of person who'll blow on hot water to cool it for me, add clothes when winter comes, and make sure her young master has a clear path ahead even if she's about to die.]

[Blurb for the next spin-off, My Sister Shanks Only Wants to Change the World]

"Ah, the sea! You are nothing but water! Ships! You don't have legs!"

As I stood on the beach, staring out at the ocean and making this observation for the 1,750th time, a pirate ship with four legs sailed in...

Me: "Holy crap..."

So I, an ordinary person who had barely left the island in the fifteen years since I was born, snuck aboard.

For the sake of my dream!

Destroy every Devil Fruit in the world!

Build my ideal materialist world!

After Shanks heard my grand ambition, he laughed so hard he slapped the table, and his juice happened to soak the few clothes I had left that I could wear.

So I delivered a righteous punch.

I ignored the red-haired man under my shoe and clenched my fist toward the sky. "So nobody on your ship has eaten a Devil Fruit. That's great! One day, I'll change this sick world!"

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Arrogant, conceited, clever, dark-to-light Lillian

vs

Well, you all know what Shanks is like.

She's his older sister, but basically they're childhood friends.

Theme: Even if the road ahead is long and dark, stay strong and keep your back straight.