A Bizarre Adventure That Begins in Jujutsu Kaisen

"Wu, who can you blame for this?" Xia Youjie shook his head, his tone full of regret. "Who told you to keep dawdling and looking back?"

Manami and I have even picked out the designs for our wedding invitations!

He magically produced three exquisite invitations from his pocket and handed them out one by one.

"Theo, this is your invitation to Tsukumo."

Jianren, this is yours.

The last one... is, of course, reserved for a certain "slowpoke" and a senior songstress.

"Thank you." Theo accepted the invitation and continued teasingly, "Wu, when do you plan to put the wedding on the agenda?"

If we're considering ensuring the Gojo family line continues and expands, one child might not be enough, you know?

"I know!" Gojo Satoru interrupted the two of them, muttering awkwardly, his face turning red.

"Tomorrow... I'll formally ask her out again tomorrow and properly ask her about our future plans, okay? Seriously..."

To change the subject, he cleared his throat, his expression becoming slightly more serious, and brought up another important matter:

"By the way, there's something I'm keeping quiet about for now in order to avoid causing unnecessary panic and commotion at the conference."

Lord Tengen just sent me a message—"

He paused, lowered his voice, and created an atmosphere of telling a secret.

"A group of top-tier curse masters just broke into the Forbidden Treasury together."

The top-grade cursed artifact "Nine Phases of Cursed Embryo Diagram" and all the "Fingers of Su Nuo" that were kept in custody have been confirmed to be... stolen!

The few collaborators who jumped out to cause trouble at this critical juncture have all been brought under control.

But they either committed suicide on the spot, or were bound by powerful restraints that would prevent them from revealing any information. Currently... we can't get to know who the mastermind is or what their purpose is.

"In other words," Xia Youjie's eyes sharpened, "even if we seem to be successfully reforming and innovating, darkness... is still lurking in the shadows."

"Anyway, we'll deal with whatever comes our way." Wu waved his hand dismissively, his face full of anticipation.

"I'm really looking forward to fighting the legendary 'King of Curses,' Ryoumen Sukuna... or rather, I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

The fingers he left behind after his death could not be completely destroyed even by my own efforts.

Before my battle with Dio, perhaps even I wasn't entirely confident I could defeat Sukuna.

Theo looked at Gojo Satoru, his eyes questioning, "So now? What do you think?"

Wu took off his sunglasses and smiled confidently:

"After that battle, my understanding and practical application of spell power and techniques underwent a complete transformation."

If I were to compare myself to myself from more than half a month ago... I could win quite easily.

So of course—we'll win!

Then he quickly changed the subject, looking at Theo with a wicked grin: "Speaking of which, Theo, what about you? I heard that old man Yuki—"

"What are you talking about?! What the hell?!"

The voice of Tsukumo Yuki suddenly rang out from behind Xia Youjie like a ghost, and a hand had already accurately pinched his ear.

It's clearly Wu who's being reckless, so why is he targeting me?!

Are you still holding a grudge about the comments from ten years ago?

Although he was internally ranting and raving, Xia Youjie, relying on his superior survival instincts, immediately added with a straight face and utmost sincerity:

"Senior! We're talking about... a truly respectable 'senior'!"

"..." Theo suppressed a laugh, gave Gojo Satoru a knowing look that said "get out of here," and then very naturally took Yuki's hand. "We'll be going now, bye-bye."

"Saiya Nara (さようなら)"×3.

"Bye-bye~" Yuki waved to the three people with different expressions with her free hand, her smile bright, and then she was led away from this "place of trouble" by Theo.

"They're finally gone..."

Nanami Kento, who had been standing quietly to the side, pushed up his glasses and sighed softly.

"Seeing that even 'problem children' like you can find a home and find happiness..."

I actually think that the world might not be so bad after all—that's reassuring.

"A fiery woman and a decisive man make a great pair."

Gojo Satoru immediately changed the subject, following Nanami's lead, to avoid any future repercussions.

"By the way, Jianren, I didn't even have a chance to ask you anything during our last hasty farewell..."

Have you finally... figured things out and started dating someone?

"I wouldn't call it dating," Nanami Kento's expression didn't change much, but his tone softened slightly.

"It's a bakery I frequent."

The saleswomen there... gave me a very friendly and cheerful feeling.

We've recently been making tentative contact.

"A tentative contact—for you to say that, you must be interested," Xia Youjie teased.

"Perhaps... a little bit." Nanami Kento admitted rather bluntly, but then added, "But she's not a sorcerer."

"What does it matter if you're not a sorcerer?" Gojo Satoru blurted out, then realized something, paused, looked at Jetsu with some apology, "Ah... we shouldn't have brought this up."

Xia You paused for a moment, then shook his head: "It's okay, I really feel sorry for my parents."

Back then, I thought that if I wanted to "kill all non-magicians," I had to set an example and start with myself... which resulted in a huge mistake.

Looking back now, I still feel a little regretful.

At 5 p.m. that day, in Sendai City, Miyagi Prefecture, a junior high school student named Hisahito Itadori finished his day of school, carried his schoolbag, and used his key to open the door of his somewhat old house.

"I'm back!" he called out habitually into the house, his voice carrying the cheerfulness unique to young people.

"Welcome back." Grandpa Itadori Yasuke's voice came from the living room, sounding no different than usual.

As Yuujin bent down to change his shoes, he casually asked, "What's for dinner? I'm a little tired from playing today, I can eat three bowls..."

He suddenly stopped talking.

When he changed his shoes and straightened up to look into the living room, he found that his grandfather was not sitting on the old sofa in front of the TV as usual, but was sitting at one end of the dining table.

At the other end of the table sat a strange woman he did not recognize.

The woman looked very young, had a gentle demeanor, and wore a soft smile.

But what is most striking is that on her smooth forehead, there is a clear and strange suture mark, like a faded closed zipper.

"...Grandpa?" Yuujin blinked, speaking uncertainly.

Yasuhito Itadori's expression was somewhat complicated. He cleared his throat and introduced, "Hisahito, this is...."

"Hello, Yujin." The woman, Kaori Itadori, spoke first.

Her voice was soft, and her gaze gently fell on the boy as she uttered words that instantly blew Yuujin's mind away: "I am your biological mother, Kaori Itadori."

"Ah...ah?"

Yujin's eyes widened suddenly. He looked at the woman, then at his grandfather, and his mouth opened involuntarily, uttering a string of short, meaningless syllables.

"Really?"

He instinctively looked at his grandfather with a pleading and confirming gaze.

Itadori Yasuke sighed, rubbed his wrinkled face, and said to his grandson with a tone that said, "That's just how it is, and I have no choice but to accept it."

"Yujin... I don't know where she and your father (Jin) have been all these years, or why they suddenly..."

But yes, that's right. She really is your mother.

"ah--!?"

Yuji Itadori was just an ordinary fourteen-year-old junior high school student.

He had almost no concept of the word "mother," and his impression of his father, Tonko Hojo, was limited to a vague outline and a few scattered photos.

From as far back as I can remember, "parents" was a word that other people's children talked about, and a complicated story that my grandfather would only mention briefly in casual conversation.

So when a woman who seemed to be his mother, with strange sutures on her forehead, suddenly appeared in the house, after the initial shock, what welled up in the boy's heart was a belated, clumsy joy.

Even if only one parent comes back, it's something to celebrate, right?

At the dinner table, a woman who called herself "Kaori Itadori" gently served him food and told him a distant and fantastical story.

She said that she and Ren were both very powerful sorcerers. Ren was killed by a "forced commission" sent by the higher-ups in the sorcery world, while she survived by chance and had to live in anonymity, secretly accumulating power...

Which child hasn't fantasized that their parents are hidden heroes?

Although the story has a dark tone, it is full of legend and tragedy to the young boy.