“Hahahaha.” Sōjun Minamoto burst into laughter, loud and carefree like a hundred-kilogram child.
The Five-Eyed bucket head’s failure hadn’t dampened his spirits—in fact, it left him feeling refreshed.
Desireless, therefore unyielding. And right now, he was unshakably so.
Amid the laughter, three strange noises echoed—odd and unsettling.
When Masamichi Yaga p...
2025-04-06 17:34:32 +0000 UTC View Post“Fly farther,” Sōjun Minamoto said to the Fly Head.
“Bzz~ bzz~ bzz~~”
The cursed spirit tilted its head, circling around Sōjun once. On its smooth, featureless mirror-like surface, faint traces of confusion could be seen… along with an unmistakable glee it could hardly contain.
How far?
It circled again.
Sōjun chuckled. “One more week. If you still c...
2025-04-06 17:34:05 +0000 UTC View PostTime flew by, and before long it was May. Cherry blossoms still fluttered along the roads, though the weather was already turning hot.
Everyone seemed busier than ever.
The higher-ups remained lukewarm in their approach. Confident they had Sōjun Minamoto in their pocket, they kept sending new people every few days to try and win him over—yet never offered anything of substance. 2025-04-06 17:33:38 +0000 UTC View Post
“We want to invite you to join the Jujutsu High Medical Team.” Shoko Ieiri stepped forward, her tone serious.
“You know how rare it is to find someone who’s mastered the Reverse Cursed Technique. Right now, it’s just me in the entire school...”
She paused, glancing sideways at Satoru Gojo with a meaningful expression.
Yeah—that was the classic “looking at trash...
2025-04-06 17:33:05 +0000 UTC View PostSeveral people gathered at Training Field No. 5.
Despite nearly being killed by Toji Fushiguro during the Star Plasma Vessel incident, Satoru Gojo survived—while Toji was pushed to the brink of death by Sōjun Minamoto.
But all of that happened under very specific circumstances.
Toji Fushiguro, known as the Sorcerer Killer, specialized in taking down sorcerers. However, Sōj...
2025-04-06 17:32:43 +0000 UTC View PostThis time, the outing didn’t take long.
With the flame secured and the Barrier confirmed, everything was mostly in line with what Sōjun Minamoto had expected.
Tengen’s progress remained slow—whether it was caution or arrogance was unclear. To Sōjun Minamoto, it felt more like Tengen’s sense of time had grown vague, completely out of sync with the rest of the world.
U...
2025-04-06 17:31:50 +0000 UTC View PostSōjun Minamoto had traveled all the way south to Kagoshima Prefecture.
Along the way, he’d come across all kinds of myths, monsters, and urban legends—but the Flame Curse remained elusive.
At least most of the Barrier locations were mapped out.
He changed course, heading north to Aomori, then moved south through Iwate before finally arriving in Miyagi.
Sendai City.<...
2025-04-06 17:31:27 +0000 UTC View PostWhat kind of curse would possess flames?
In Sōjun Minamoto’s mind, it would most likely be a curse born from negative emotions like rage.
It was just a theory—but it was something to go on.
He decided to head out.
Unlike previous missions or exorcism outings, this time he wouldn’t leave a clone behind at Jujutsu High. He was planning to travel farther, and a clone...
2025-04-06 17:31:00 +0000 UTC View PostPhew~
Feeling a bit worn out.
Immersive exorcism turned out to be even tougher than expected. You’d think with so many Cursed Spirits dying off every day, the task list would shrink, but checking the Sorcerer Forum shows it’s only getting longer. These incidents keep popping up in remote corners, and sorcerers are constantly on the move, chasing after curses like reaping wheat...
2025-04-06 17:30:35 +0000 UTC View Post“Mass isn’t about being as heavy as possible—it’s about being appropriate,” Tsukumo Yuki said before leaving.
Her technique, Star Rage, allows her to apply imagined mass to objects without overly straining herself.
So she hadn’t thought twice and nearly drained all her Cursed Energy. After all, no matter how heavy something was, it was insignificant to her. She never exp...
2025-04-06 17:30:11 +0000 UTC View PostA few days later, Tengen had fully stabilized.
The dust had settled.
The Jujutsu world returned to peace—at least on the surface.
Sōjun Minamoto's profile was once again placed before the higher-ups. From technique abilities, development progress, to birthdate and birth weight—everything was meticulously detailed, with a clear and structured growth record.
He didn...
2025-04-06 17:29:40 +0000 UTC View PostThis time, Tengen came out ahead from the evolution.
Not only did he rid himself of the Immortality Technique, he also gained an extended lifespan.
Though only his soul remained, the Barrier had become his new body. He had fused with all of Japan—he was the world, and the world was him.
He hadn’t just sat around doing nothing.
After a thousand years of groundwork, al...
2025-04-06 17:29:07 +0000 UTC View PostThe next day.
The Tombs of the Star Palace were temporarily closed to the public—not that it made much of a difference.
There was still one day left until Tengen’s evolution.
He was really looking forward to the day after tomorrow.
Sōjun Minamoto shook his head. All he could do now was wait. He was always ready.
As he put it, everything that needed to be prepa...
2025-04-06 17:28:33 +0000 UTC View PostSōjun Minamoto led Riko Amanai back to the dormitory attic.
They walked in silence.
“Actu... actually, it’s fine,” Riko Amanai suddenly said.
“What?”
“It’s okay if you don’t want to teach me…”
Sōjun Minamoto turned to stare at her.
She had been acting out of sorts lately, like a new student thrown into a whole new world. A little erratic...
2025-04-06 17:28:07 +0000 UTC View PostLeaving the three stunned behind,
Sōjun Minamoto returned to his residence.
The Reverse Cursed Technique and Black Flash are just like that—if you can learn them, you get it at a glance. If not, no matter how hard you try, it just won’t happen.
He was the former.
...
Ever since mastering the Reverse Cursed Technique, Sōjun Minamoto had accelerated his researc...
2025-04-06 17:27:37 +0000 UTC View PostIn the bottomless, spiraling passageway...
Footsteps echoed against the stone walls, making the space feel even more vast and silent.
Sōjun Minamoto had returned once again to the Tombs of the Star. He had temporarily set aside his thoughts on Tengen’s evolution, turning instead to analyzing his soul.
The two were working in tandem.
Tengen was busy setting up a Barrie...
2025-04-06 15:52:42 +0000 UTC View PostSōjun Minamoto had started studying Barrier Techniques from an early age.
Though he couldn’t compare to Tengen, who had accumulated knowledge over a thousand years, his own skills weren’t lacking.
He had long since carved his own path.
While others were still chanting spells and forming hand signs to cast barriers, he could already manipulate the environment freely, incor...
2025-04-06 15:52:05 +0000 UTC View PostDuring this time, all five versions of Sōjun Minamoto were incredibly busy.
The Fly Head, after devouring a large number of its own kind, showed a slight increase in size. Sōjun immediately noticed and found it rather strange.
The potential for a Cursed Spirit's growth is set at birth—it’s just a matter of how far it can go. Fly Heads, however, are born at their peak, only to ...
2025-04-06 15:51:43 +0000 UTC View PostThe headquarters of the Star Religious Group—House of the Children of the Star.
Shigeru Sonoda, the group's legal representative, sat alongside the church's shareholders in a grand, imposing hall.
“...So we failed?” someone muttered as heads lowered and gloom filled the room. Soon, the crowd split into murmuring clusters, the hall becoming a noisy mess of anxious discussion. 2025-04-06 15:51:03 +0000 UTC View Post
“Did he get away?” Suguru Geto, slumped in the corner, asked as soon as he saw Sōjun Minamoto return.
Sōjun Minamoto nodded, then shook his head. “Want me to heal you?”
Geto relaxed completely. At those words, he seemed to remember something and quickly shook his head.
Sōjun didn’t mind and walked over to the Curtain...
From the inside, you couldn’t see an...
2025-04-06 15:50:37 +0000 UTC View PostIf nothing unexpected happened, Riko Amanai’s head would be thrown off-course by the bullet’s kinetic force, and a burst of blood would bloom from her temple.
In that moment, time would slow. Suguru Geto would watch the blood spatter in front of him, then watch as Riko Amanai fell to the ground, her eyes wide open—staring at him.
Her right hand would’ve stayed outstretched, ...
2025-04-06 15:50:13 +0000 UTC View PostThe lowest level of Jujutsu High—Tombs of the Star, approach path.
The group stepped out of the elevator.
“Lady Riko, this is as far as I can go,” Misato Kuroi said, bowing deeply with her head lowered.
Riko Amanai smiled and waved goodbye.
She turned around, blinking back tears, then glanced sideways at Sōjun Minamoto and the others.
“Let’s go.”
Day 3 of the mission.
2:00 p.m.
Everyone was still in high spirits as they walked out of the aquarium. Riko Amanai pulled out her itinerary and enthusiastically crossed out the last item—“whale watching.”
Now then… where to next?
They’d already been to the beach, gone boating, and visited the aquarium—everything on the “recommended by friends” list was ch...
2025-04-06 15:49:19 +0000 UTC View Post“Sorry, it was my mistake,” Suguru Geto said, a bit regretful. He’d been warned to protect Misato Kuroi. “I underestimated how valuable Kuroi-san was to them.”
“It’s not that big of a mistake,” Satoru Gojo reassured him.
Sōjun Minamoto added, “Their target is Amanai. We still hold the initiative, and Kuroi should be safe for now.”
“Then let’s stick to ...
2025-04-06 15:48:55 +0000 UTC View PostSatoru Gojo pushed open the chapel doors.
“Amanai!”
All eyes turned toward him. Like a drop of cold water hitting hot oil, the entire classroom burst into chaos.
“What’s going on, Riko? Is that your boyfriend?!”
“He’s so handsome!”
“He’s super tall!”
“Hey, take off those sunglasses!”
“...”
The girls didn’t rush over...
2025-04-06 15:48:28 +0000 UTC View PostRenchoku Girls' Junior High School, Middle School Division.
Since unrelated individuals weren’t allowed in the classroom, the three of them—along with Misato Kuroi—could only stand guard outside.
“I really don’t get what the higher-ups are thinking. Tch. Granting every demand? This is way too lenient.” Satoru Gojo looked visibly annoyed, though it was unclear whether he ...
2025-04-06 15:48:04 +0000 UTC View PostDay One of the Mission.
Sōjun Minamoto and his team arrived outside the residential complex where the Star Plasma Vessel was located. The first thing Satoru Gojo did was head straight to a vending machine and buy himself a drink.
Suguru Geto followed and bought two bottles.
The two strolled over to Sōjun Minamoto, looking more like tourists than sorcerers on a mission.
In philosophy and ethics, there’s a well-known thought experiment called the “trolley problem.”
The scenario is simple, yet morally complex: you’re facing an unstoppable trolley hurtling down the tracks. Ahead, the rails split in two directions—on one track lies a single person, on the other, five.
Do you let the trolley stay its course and kill one, or pull the lever, red...
2025-04-06 15:47:11 +0000 UTC View PostTime never pauses for anyone. The years always take something—or leave something behind.
Lately, the Jujutsu world has been anything but calm. Beneath the surface, dark currents churn, and in the sky, a storm brews behind an eerie calm. Even the dullest of minds can sense that something isn’t right.
The unrest has even crept into Jujutsu High. The forums are in constant uproar, ...
2025-04-06 15:46:31 +0000 UTC View PostAfter officially being promoted to Grade 1, Sōjun Minamoto’s benefits were upgraded once again.
He made a trip to the mission building to update his information and collect resources—there was a lot to handle.
The most important thing was his work ID. As a form of identification, the old one had to be submitted and destroyed. Glancing at the new card, he saw that the design rem...
2025-04-06 15:46:02 +0000 UTC View Post