Hentai Accumulated World. Mio's House.
"Ugh..." Akane groaned as she stirred awake. The first thing she saw after opening her eyes was a ceiling that did not belong to her house.
Just as fear and anxiety flooded her mind at the thought of being kidnapped, her hazy memories became clear—pleading with Mio so she could visit her house, eating dinner at Mio's house, the night raid, and...
'Satoru-kun...' Akane thought as she touched her chest, feeling her rapidly beating heart. The memories of their intimate moments caused her cheeks to flush.
Akane stretched her hand to touch the other side of the bed, only to freeze—Satoru wasn't there, and the sheets held no lingering warmth, meaning he must have gotten up some time ago.
Anxiously, Akane sat up on the bed, but just as she was about to step down, a sharp pain came from her abdomen, causing her to wince.
Creak!
The door opened, and Mio stepped inside, carrying a tray with a bowl on top. Noticing the wincing Akane, Mio shook her head.
"This should be your first time, right? You just did the deed. Over-stressing yourself will only bring more pain," she said as she placed the tray on the table beside the bed. "This is porridge. It will help mitigate the pain faster."
Akane ignored the porridge, instead staring at Mio. "Where's Satoru-kun?"
"He left," Mio said calmly.
"Ah..."
"Regretting it now?" Mio teased, noticing Akane's shock.
Akane shook her head and smiled. "Satoru-kun must have had his own problems. That's why he left... I don't regret it."
"You..." Mio stared at Akane with exasperation, unable to get on the same wavelength as this girl.
'Most girls would have insulted and cursed the guy and his family by now, right?'
Mio shook her head, deciding not to prank Akane any longer. "Though he left, Satoru said I should tell you he'll be back for you."
Akane immediately beamed. "Really?!"
"Yeah. He said he might not know when he'll come back, but he'll be back for sure," Mio said.
"It doesn't matter. I'll wait for him for as long as I live," Akane said with a smile as she took the porridge and began eating.
She had indeed felt sad the moment Mio informed her of Satoru's departure, but now she felt satisfied and happy.
'Satoru-kun... I'll always wait for you.'
....
Jujutsu Kaisen World.
Kyoto Jujutsu High.
Inside his dorm, Satoru tensely watched the gacha wheel as it spun. Even with his Six Eyes, he couldn't see what was written on it.
Swoosh!
The wheel finally stopped, revealing the chosen skill.
[Basic Vector Manipulation¹: The ability to control vectors.]
Hum!
Foreign information—the usage of Vector Manipulation—was forcibly injected into his mind.
"Vector manipulation..." Satoru muttered as the knowledge settled.
This ability, though labeled "basic," was overpowered—repulsion, control of motion, sensory manipulation, and more.
'Sukuna? King of Curses? Heh! Have you met me, Satoru Gojo?' Satoru thought, feeling incredibly confident.
...
After the Goodwill Event, with victory unsurprisingly going to Tokyo Jujutsu High, the days went by in a blur for Satoru.
Already overpowered, with the addition of Vector Manipulation, each of his attacks was basically the strongest attack possible for other sorcerers.
.....
Tokyo Jujutsu High. First-Year Class.
Satoru and Suguru stood together as they stared at Masamichi, who held a file.
"The next Star Plasma Vessel?" Suguru asked.
Masamichi-sensei had called them today for a mission issued by the higher-ups: the protection of the Star Plasma Vessel.
"Mhm," Masamichi nodded. "You should know how important the Star Plasma Vessel is to the jujutsu world. Without them, something unimaginable might happen to Tengen, the one who controls the barrier of the jujutsu world."
"The protection period is just for four days," Masamichi said as he passed the file to the two.
Attached was a picture of a young, black-haired girl with information about her below.
"In these four days, I advise both of you not to let your guard down. Those who want to kill her are numerous," Masamichi said sternly.
After Satoru and Suguru read the file, Suguru handed it back to Masamichi with a serious expression.
"Mhm, we'll protect her until the day of the merger."
....
In an Alley.
Corpses littered the ground, forming a nauseating pool of blood.
Amidst the the gruesome scene, a man stood calmly with a purple, worm-like creature around his body. Spiky hair, sharp eyes, a handsome face, and wearing casual clothes—a black top and white trousers. The infamous Sorcerer Killer, Toji Fushiguro.
Ring! Ring!
The ringing of his phone dispelled the eerie silence.
Toji casually answered. "Hello."
"Is this Toji Fushiguro?" a deep voice came from the phone.
"You're the one who called me. Don't waste my time. It's Toji," Toji replied. There was silence from the other side for a moment.
"We want you to kill Riko Amanai—the Star Plasma Vessel," the voice said.
"Killing the Star Plasma Vessel? That'll be tough. How much are you paying?" Toji asked.
"100 million," the voice said.
"Heh! Too cheap. Don't mess with me; I know there'll be sorcerers there. Troublesome ones at that," Toji said.
"...500 million," the voice said after a moment of silence.
"Now we're talking. You want to see the body or not?" Toji asked.
"No," the voice replied, then added, "Gojo Satoru might also protect the Star Plasma Vessel."
"The so-called greatest sorcerer of this era—Gojo Satoru? Don't worry. Just keep the money waiting," Toji said as he ended the call. A cruel, bloodthirsty smile formed on his lips. "Greatest sorcerer? I wonder how the jujutsu world would react to his death."
...
On a Mountain.
Dense cursed energy permeated the air and sky—a feat that would have caught the attention of the jujutsu world, yet thanks to a pitch-black barrier, it was all hidden.
At the mountain's peak, Kenjaku, now in the body of a first-grade sorcerer, surveyed the numerous cursed spirits that filled the slopes, from fourth grade to first grade.
"The time has almost come," Kenjaku said with a smile.
"Heh! A cursed spirit of a thousand years... and this is your resolve? You're nothing but a coward!" A short, humanoid cursed spirit with volcanic protrusions and a single eye, wearing a dark robe, said as it walked and stood beside Kenjaku. Beside it stood another humanoid, plant-like cursed spirit with numerous eyes and a flower bud on its head.
Kenjaku didn't get angry at the insult; instead, he kept smiling. "Preparation is not cowardly. It's strategic."
"All this preparation for one sorcerer, and you call it strategic? Don't hide your cowardice with lies!" Jogo said with disdain.
Kenjaku didn't reply this time. 'Only when you've met him will you understand how strong that man is.'
Both as a threat and as a perfect vessel—Gojo Satoru had to be eliminated.
...
(A/N: Vector Manipulation¹: Honestly, after much research, I chose this one since it best fits his Limitless. But if you guys have other, more overpowered powers that complement his Infinity, you're free to tell me.)
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