8 Chapter 8: Let's change things #1

"." Character dialogues. Example: "Hello"

'.' Thoughts of character. Example: 'Hello'

Omniscient narrator dialogue

3rd person dialogue

[Curse Techniques]

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Author's Note: This story is based on the Jujutsu Kaisen manga, which has some variations from the anime. If you find any discrepancies in the dialogues or scenarios, I invite you to research how it was in the manga. It's a story of short chapters, as I find it unnecessary to be a detailed episode (I don't know how to write long chapters).

I apologize if there are grammatical errors, I write in Spanish and translate it into English.

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Place: Cinema, Tokyo, Japan.

Time: September 3

The scene was grotesque, a spectacle of horror that defied all description.

Three corpses lay in the seats of the room, their heads deformed to the point of being unrecognizable. They looked like clay dolls that had been brutally mistreated by the inexperienced hands of a child. The irony was that this was precisely the reason for their current state.

The cinema was closed to the public, with the police cordoning off the area to preserve the crime scene.

Two figures entered the scene, a blonde man dressed in an elegant suit and peculiar glasses, and a young man with pink hair dressed in black.

"Can you see it?" asked the blonde man, referring to the invisible trail of cursed energy left by the perpetrator of this horror show.

The young man nodded, pointing towards the door where an invisible trail extended for others.

"I perceived them when I entered," replied the young man with pink hair, earning a "Well done" from his blonde companion.

"Let's go," indicated the blonde man, taking the lead and following the trail of the curse.

The young man with pink hair remained silent, his mood had darkened after seeing the corpses.

As they walked through the dark corridors of the cinema, the young man asked: "Did the security cameras capture anything?"

"No, just a young man besides the victims," the man replied.

"So it was a curse…", concluded the young man with pink hair.

"Yes, it surely was," the man nodded.

Upon leaving the cinema, they were greeted by a torrential rain that soaked their clothes.

"There is a remote possibility that the young man captured by the cameras is responsible for all this, but identifying him is the police's job," the man reflected.

Suddenly, the man stopped dead in his tracks, turning along with the young man to face a grotesque creature looming in an alley adjacent to the cinema.

"I'll take care of this one, you go after that one," ordered the man, pointing to another being peeking out from the side of the cinema wall. The young man nodded, preparing for the impending battle. The rain was falling heavily, but that would not stop the imminent confrontation.

"If you find yourself in trouble, don't hesitate to call me," said the man, as he unbuttoned his coat. His comment was met with a disheartened response from the boy.

"Don't you think you underestimate me too much?" questioned the boy, looking at him with an expression of dismay.

"It's not that I underestimate you, you're a boy and I'm an adult. My duty is to prioritize your life over mine," replied the man, loosening his tie before starting to walk towards the curse.

"I'd rather you underestimate me than treat me like a child," the boy retorted, adopting a combat stance as the curse began to advance towards him.

"You've survived several life or death situations, but that's not what makes you an adult…", he drew his weapon, a butcher's knife wrapped in a thick cloth. "Finding more hairs on your pillow, discovering that they've discontinued your favorite sandwich, the accumulation of small despairs… that's what makes you an adult," preached the blonde man, his voice resonating in the humid air as they prepared to face the curse.

The man deftly dodged an attack from the curse. "My technique allows me…" he began to explain, unveiling the secrets of his ability to the young man, who listened attentively while dodging the attacks of his opponent with surprising ease.

'I would have had trouble if I didn't have experience fighting at someone like Todou's level,' the young man reflected, dodging a descending attack from the curse. 'But this level…' He dodged another attack, 'I've already surpassed it,' he affirmed, grabbing the fist of the curse and stopping it dead in its tracks.

"Do you hear me, Itadori?" the man asked from a distance.

"Do you hear me, Itadori?" the man asked from a distance.

"Yes, 7-3 and all that," Itadori replied, still holding the hand of the curse. He knew that Nanami had revealed his technique to increase his power. Todou had not only taught him to fight, but also about binding vows.

"I'm sorry, I made you wait," Itadori apologized, turning his attention to the curse, which was struggling to move.

With a quick and precise movement, Itadori forcefully pushed away the hand he was holding, unbalancing the curse with the sudden movement. While the curse was still looking for a foothold, Itadori charged his fist and attacked directly at the chest of the curse. The impact was so strong that it made a hole in the chest.

The curse fell to the ground, holding its chest, clearly defeated.

'His strength is superhuman,' the man thought, watching Itadori's single attack. Nanami's opponent lay on the ground, limbless. 'As expected, he has good control. He used little cursed energy with that attack,' he reflected.

'Receiving an attack from him, I doubt that even I would be okay after a direct attack,' the man admitted, praising the young prodigy.

"I'm sorry, I made you wait too," the man said, looking at his opponent collapsing on the ground. However, he stopped dead in his tracks when he observed a clock in his hand.

"Wait, Itadori!" he shouted, stopping Itadori who was heading towards his opponent, intending to finish him off.

Nanami began to explain based on the fact that curses are not seen in photos.

"Listen Itadori, what we were fighting against…"

Scene change

"Wait, Itadori!" Nanami shouted, stopping Itadori in his tracks as he was heading towards his opponent intending to finish him off.

Nanami began to explain, based on the fact that curses are not seen in photos. "Listen, Itadori, what we were fighting…"

Scene change

"They are humans," a woman spoke on the phone from a nursing room, with the corpses of the curses by her side on stretchers.

"No, it would be more accurate to say that they were once humans. It's like the three from the cinema, they altered their physical structure through a ritual," she continued explaining the results of her autopsy.

On the other side of the phone, one could see a disheartened Itadori, listening to the information provided by the doctor.

"Itadori," the voice on the phone called him, catching his attention. "It's not your fault. The resulting shock of their transformation killed them, you didn't kill anyone," she assured him, trying to alleviate the guilt weighing on him.

But despite her words, Itadori couldn't help but feel responsible. After all, he had been fighting against them, not knowing that they had once been humans.

"Yes," Itadori replied, not believing his answer, the woman on the other side cut off.

Itadori remained silent for a few seconds, accompanied by Nanami "It still doesn't take away the fact that they died…" He clenched his hand in fury "Whoever was to blame, has terrible hobbies," he said with contempt and anger.

Nanami observed the young man, impressed by his reaction. 'He really is outraged by what happened to the others,' he thought. It was uncommon to find a sorcerer who cared so much about the lives of civilians. This genuine concern for others, combined with his incredible ability to fight, made Itadori a truly exceptional individual in the world of sorcerers.

"The trail was a trap, the enemy is cunning," Nanami admitted, standing up. "It's not enough to go with caution, we must give it our all," he said, trying to motivate the disheartened Itadori.

"Yes!" Itadori replied with conviction.

Time jump: 2 days later

"Are you saying that I'll be a hindrance, right, Nanami?" Itadori asked angrily, observing the wound on Nanami's side. He had gone to fight alone against the perpetrator of this case, but decided not to take Itadori.

"Take me with you next time. What am I going to say if you die? That my partner died and didn't take me with him because I'm a child?" Itadori continued, clearly upset with Nanami's actions and contempt.

"No is no," Nanami simply replied, looking up. "As you already know, the enemy is a curse with seams all over its body, it modifies and uses the bodies of human beings." Nanami remembered all the modified human beings he had fought when he attacked the perpetrator.

"Their victims are beyond salvation," he said resignedly. "There will come a time when you will have to kill other people," admitted the blonde man, earning a desperate look from Itadori.

"But that time is not now," Nanami consoled, trying to alleviate the heavy emotional burden that Itadori was carrying.

Itadori remembered his conversation with Junpei Yoshino, the young man who had been in the cinema. Junpei had asked him if he would kill the perpetrators. Itadori had replied that he was terrified of the idea of killing someone and that he didn't want to do it. Remembering that conversation now, in the midst of Nanami's revelation was a hard blow.

"Please understand," Nanami began to move towards the exit. His words resonated in the silence of the hallway, filling it with an inescapable gravity. "Being a child is not a sin," he continued, walking in front of him. Every word bouncing in Itadori's mind.

"I would appreciate it if you continue to watch over Junpei Yoshino," Nanami said before leaving. His voice faded, leaving Itadori alone with his thoughts and emotions.

Itadori was left alone in the hallway, lost in his thoughts. The loneliness was overwhelming, and the reality of the situation weighed on him like a slab.

Scene change: One day later, September 6th.

Location: Satozakura High School

In the gymnasium, a couple of dozen people lay motionless on the floor, creating a chilling scene. At the front of the room, a stage loomed ominously.

On the stage, a furious figure dominated the scene: Junpei Yoshino. He held a battered teenager with his shikigami, his face twisted with anger.

Suddenly, the doors of the room burst open, revealing a serious-looking Itadori. His gaze hardened as he saw the scene before him.

"What are you doing, Junpei?!" he shouted angrily, his voice echoing in the silent room.

Junpei looked at him, his eyes full of contempt. "Don't interfere, sorcerer," he replied coldly, openly challenging Itadori.

Itadori began to run towards Junpei, who, for some unknown reason, began to climb the stairs. They met in a hallway on the third floor, with Itadori lunging at Junpei, his fist charged with cursed energy.

"[Moon Dregs]," Junpei invoked, calling his Shikigami to defend himself from Itadori's attack. The impact was such that Junpei was dragged several meters backwards.

'A jellyfish Shikigami?' Itadori doubted as he saw Junpei's invocation. 'Do physical blows not work when it's inside?' He wondered, trying to understand the situation.

Junpei stood up again, his Shikigami behind him. "I'll say it once more…" he looked at Itadori with fury in his eyes, "Don't interfere, sorcerer."

"This is none of your business!" Junpei shouted, his voice echoing in the empty hallway. "You don't get to decide that!" Itadori retorted, preparing for the next attack. "What's the point of indiscriminately saving…?" Junpei questioned, questioning Itadori's actions.

"You don't know the value of a life," Junpei affirmed, ordering his Shikigami to attack.

The tentacles of the Shikigami flew towards Itadori. Now he understood why Junpei had gone up; the hallway was narrow and there wasn't much space to dodge.

"But Itadori was not a complete novice. If there is no path to go, create your own. With that determination, he prepared to face the next attack, ready to carve his own path if necessary.

Itadori maneuvered with agility, dodging what he could and attacking what was within his reach. In the blink of an eye, he found himself in front of Junpei.

Junpei's shikigami interposed, blocking Itadori's attack. However, the force of the impact pushed them both towards a window, throwing them onto the roof that covered some seats in the schoolyard.

With a crash, Itadori landed, his feet denting the fragile roof. He looked at Junpei, who was still getting up.

"Why?!" Junpei shouted, his voice full of anger and confusion. "Why are you interrupting me?!" His mental state was clearly unstable, and no one could blame him: his mother had been murdered.

The shikigami attacked again by Junpei's order, but Itadori dodged it again with ease.

Charging his foot with cursed energy, Itadori stomped that unbalanced Junpei. "Junpei, I don't understand anything you're saying," he admitted, puzzled by his friend's actions.

"You're acting in a way that I don't recognize," Itadori continued, his voice full of concern and confusion. "I don't understand why you're doing this, Junpei. But I can't stand by and watch as you sink into this darkness."

"I will make you see reason," Itadori declared, lunging at Junpei with astonishing speed. He arrived in front of Junpei for the third time and delivered a blow that sent him back to the school building through a window.

Itadori jumped and crossed through the same window. "Even though I don't understand why you're doing it, I know you have your reasons…," Itadori said, looking at his friend with a mix of pity and frustration. "But do you really think it's worth wasting your life this way?" he shouted, his voice full of frustration and despair.

"People have no heart," Junpei murmured, clenching his fist tightly. "Otherwise…" Tears began to fall down his cheeks. "Otherwise it means that people with a heart cursed my mom and me!" Itadori was speechless as he watched his friend emotionally crumble.

"I couldn't bear it…," Junpei admitted, getting up as the tears continued to flow. "I couldn't tell what's right from what's wrong." He ordered his Shikigami to attack again.

But what happened next was something Junpei did not expect.

Itadori did not move, and was pierced by the tentacles of his Shikigami.

"What?" Junpei was perplexed. "Why didn't you dodge it?" he asked, his voice full of confusion and fear. He didn't understand why Itadori hadn't dodged the attack.

Junpei's shikigami disintegrated of its own accord, disappearing into the air. Meanwhile, Itadori walked towards him, his body dropping small jets of blood that stained the floor as he walked.

"I'm sorry, I told you a lot of things without having any idea what you were really going through," Itadori apologized, crouching in front of his friend. His voice was soft, full of remorse and understanding. "Please, tell me everything. I promise I won't judge you," he promised, looking at Junpei with a sincere expression.

Junpei proceeded to tell Itadori everything, his words coming out in a torrent of crying and anger. The revelation of his mother's death left Itadori stunned, his eyes wide open as he looked at Junpei with a mix of disbelief and sorrow.

"Junpei, come to the sorcery school," Itadori invited, trying to offer a solution. "There are incredibly strong teachers you can trust." Itadori thought of Todou, Megumi, Nobara, and Gojo, all of them pillars of strength and wisdom at the school.

"If we work together, I promise we will find the one who cursed your mom," Itadori swore, looking into Junpei's eyes. His voice was full of determination.

"If we work together, I promise we will find the one who cursed your mom," Itadori swore, looking into Junpei's eyes. His voice was full of determination and conviction. "I swear we will find the culprit. Let's fight together," he reaffirmed, reinforcing his promise.

Shortly after, a young man with long, sky-blue hair crossed the hallway. His body was covered in seams, which made Itadori wonder about his identity. "Who are you?" he questioned, his gaze fixed on the mysterious figure.

"Nice to meet you," the stranger replied, descending the stairs with an enigmatic smile. Itadori felt an unsettling sensation. 'A human?' he wondered, but quickly became alarmed when he noticed the pure cursed energy emanating from the being in front of him.

"Sukuna's vessel," the man continued, launching an attack against Itadori. But before he could move, a familiar voice echoed in the hallway.

"Wait, Mahito!" Junpei shouted, revealing the name of the mysterious man.

With astonishing agility, Itadori dodged Mahito's attack. In an instant, he found himself next to Junpei, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him away from Mahito.

"Junpei, get away!" Itadori shouted, his voice full of urgency. But Junpei seemed confused, his gaze oscillating between Itadori and Mahito.

"But… Mahito is a good person," Junpei protested, his voice trembling with uncertainty. "He… he helped me when no one else did."

Itadori looked at Junpei, his expression was serious. "Junpei, no matter what relationship you have with him, but you have to get out of here!" he said urgently.

Junpei seemed to hesitate, his gaze turned towards Mahito, who was watching the scene with an enigmatic smile. That's when Junpei noticed something he hadn't seen before: the pure evil in Mahito's eyes.

"You know, Junpei," Mahito began, watching with amusement the revelation Junpei had just had. "For someone who thinks they're smart, you're quite stupid," Mahito mocked, launching an attack once more.

Itadori blocked Mahito's blow, protecting Junpei in the process. "Run away from here, Junpei!" he urged urgently, his gaze resting on Junpei, who still seemed stunned by the revelation.

But Junpei seemed paralyzed, his mind struggling to process the betrayal of someone he had considered a friend. Itadori knew he had to act fast. He couldn't allow Junpei to get hurt, not after everything he had been through.

"Junpei, move!" Itadori shouted, pushing him to one side as he prepared for Mahito's next attack.

Overwhelmed by confusion and fear, Junpei did the only thing he knew would never fail him: run. He ran away from the scene as fast as he could, leaving Itadori and Mahito behind.

Mahito tried to follow him, but Itadori stood in his way, blocking him. "Ahhh, there goes my favorite toy," Mahito lamented, watching Junpei recede into the distance.

Then, with a mocking smile on his face, he turned to Itadori. "Do you think his mother suffered?" he asked, his voice full of malice. Before Itadori could respond, Mahito answered himself with an evident tone of pleasure. "I hope so."

Itadori felt a surge of anger at hearing Mahito's words.

With a powerful blow, Itadori sent Mahito flying. The impact was so strong that Mahito crashed into the school wall, creating a cloud of dust. When the dust settled, Mahito was in the courtyard, clearly stunned by the blow.

'My soul also took the impact' He realized, watching his face bleed 'I see, Itadori is a vessel, so he is aware of the soul'. Mahito smiled at the challenge he will have in the next fight.

Mahito watched as Itadori jumped from the second floor and landed in the courtyard 'Damn it, it didn't work, I didn't catch Junpei' The curse lamented 'Well, I'll transform the other humans here' Mahito thought.

"That will incite Itadori to form a pact with Sukuna and form a pact with him," he thought with a cruel smile, revealing his true objective.

"However, the plan is based on me being stronger than him," he thought, still feeling the previous blow from Itadori.

Itadori lunged at Mahito with astonishing speed. His fist, charged with energy, cut through the air, creating a dull sound. Mahito barely managed to dodge the blow, feeling the wind from Itadori's fist pass by his face.

Without giving him time to recover, Itadori launched himself back into the attack. His movements were like lightning, fast and precise. Each punch, each kick, was meant to bring down Mahito.

Mahito, however, was not an easy opponent. He tried to counterattack, throwing his own punches in hopes of stopping Itadori's assault. But Itadori was too fast, too agile. He dodged each punch with grace, moving like a dancer on the battlefield. Then, with a quick and precise movement, he hit Mahito in the chest, sending him flying backwards with the force of the impact.

Exhaling deeply, Mahito felt the pain in his body. Itadori's blow had left a mark, a sign of his power. "Hand-to-hand combat doesn't work," he thought, his mind working at full speed to find a new strategy. "Let's go for something different," he decided, his determination renewed.

He transformed his hand into a sharp whip, an extension of his own body. With a quick movement, he covered the entire courtyard with its length, attacking Itadori with a speed superior to the previous one. But Itadori kept dodging with agility, getting closer and closer to Mahito, his goal clear.

"It doesn't work," Mahito thought as he retracted his arm, his whip returning to its original form. He turned his arm into a shield, a barrier between him and Itadori's attack. But Itadori was fast, too fast. He went for Mahito's feet, sweeping him off his feet and knocking him to the ground. Before Mahito could recover, Itadori delivered a direct kick to his side, sending him flying again.

'I haven't even touched him yet,' Mahito realized as he got up supporting his arm on the ground. 'He's dominating me,' he observed Itadori running towards him again.

He dodged Itadori's attack by altering his body, changing his shape to avoid the blow. 'If I can't beat him head-on…', he thought as he looked at the school gym. A plan began to form in his mind. 'I'll break him first!', he decided, a malicious smile appeared on his face.

"Cowardly bastard!" Itadori shouted, his voice echoing in the air. He had seen Mahito heading towards the gym and knew what his purpose was. But he also knew he wouldn't get there in time to stop him.

When Mahito arrived at the gym, he stopped dead in his tracks. His eyes widened as he saw that the place was empty. "What?" He questioned with confusion, his voice full of disbelief. He stopped, his mind trying to process what he was seeing. And that moment of hesitation cost him dearly.

Boom

Taking advantage of Mahito's confusion, Itadori attacked him with a kick in the back. The force of the blow was enough to knock him to the ground, leaving him momentarily stunned.

Itadori observed the empty gym, also full of confusion. But then, as if a light bulb had gone off in his mind, he understood. Junpei? He considered, his mind racing.

But Itadori didn't have time to reflect more on that. Mahito had gotten up and was launching another attack. This time, his blow found its target, piercing Itadori's forearm with brutal precision.

'At last,' Mahito said, his voice full of ecstasy. He was sure that his resistance was greater than Itadori's. He believed he had finally achieved a decisive blow.

"But Itadori had a surprise for him. "Don't you think you look too happy?" Itadori questioned, his tone defiant. As he spoke, his arm began to heal at a visible rate. In a matter of seconds, it looked as good as new. "Do you like it?" Itadori mocked, his mocking smile wiping the happiness off Mahito's face.

"I'm sorry, I'm late," announced a blonde man as he entered the battlefield. His jacket was missing and his tie was loose, a clear sign that he was already ready for battle.

"Heh, no problem, it wasn't that hard," Itadori replied, despising Mahito with a defiant look. "What took you so long?" Itadori questioned, his tone full of curiosity.

"A boy…" Nanami answered. "A boy was carrying some students on a shikigami, I recognized him as Junpei Yoshiro," Nanami revealed, prompting a satisfied smile from Itadori.

'Well done, Junpei,' Itadori mentally praised his friend.

"Tell me the situation," Nanami asked, observing the intact Itadori. Apart from a hole in Itadori's sleeve, no injuries were observed.

"There are no injuries," Itadori first confirmed, earning approval from Nanami. His tone was serious, but there was a touch of pride in his words.

"And what about him?" Nanami asked, referring to the blue-haired man.

"A rat," Itadori commented with contempt. "He only knows how to run," he added, his tone full of disdain.

Nanami observed Mahito, who was bleeding and had visible bruises on his body. He was surprised to see that he was injured. 'Itadori can hurt him,' Nanami realized, impressed by his partner's ability.

"Did he touch you with his palms?" Nanami asked, worried about the possibility that Itadori had been affected by Mahito's ability.

"No, not with the palms," Itadori denied, alleviating Nanami's concerns.

"My attacks don't work against him," Nanami admitted, surprising Itadori. "Eh? Why not?" Itadori questioned, confused by the revelation. Nanami simply shook his head, reaffirming that he couldn't without giving further explanations.

"But I can stop his movements, so that's what I'll do, when you find the opportunity, you attack him with everything," Nanami ordered, Itadori just rolled up his sleeves and prepared.

Mahito, aware that he was at a disadvantage, didn't give Itadori and Nanami time to organize. Instead, he focused on recovering at least a little energy, knowing that the upcoming battle would be complicated.

As Mahito tried to recover, Nanami, with his blade in hand, suddenly appeared. He lunged at Mahito with impressive speed, his goal was clear: to cut off his leg to impede his movement.

Mahito, however, did not stand still. He jumped into the air, transforming his leg into a sharp blade in an attempt to cut his attacker. But Nanami was prepared. He blocked Mahito's attack with his weapon, protecting himself from the blow.

Before Mahito could land, Itadori appeared behind him. With a downward blow, he slammed Mahito into the ground with brutal force.

Mahito tried to get up, but Nanami didn't give him the chance. He attacked again, this time managing to cut off Mahito's leg as he had planned. The cut unbalanced Mahito enough for Itadori, who had appeared at his side, to hit him full in the cheek. The impact was so strong that it made Mahito spin in the air.

Nanami took the opportunity to kick Mahito, sending him flying towards Itadori. Itadori received Mahito with an uppercut, cornering him against a wall and using him as a punching bag.

Mahito, realizing he was in danger, decided to take drastic measures. He inflated himself, exploding like a balloon. This momentarily stopped Itadori, who was confused by Mahito's tactic.

But Itadori recovered quickly. He focused and attacked a piece of meat that was flying through the air. "You can't escape!" he shouted, squeezing tightly what had become a mini Mahito.

Just at that moment, Nanami shouted a warning. "Watch out, Itadori!" His warning gave Itadori enough time to dodge an attack from a curse that had appeared out of nowhere.

But that was not his target. Itadori looked at his hand, noticing that something was missing. He looked up, only to see two Grade 1 Curses observing him.

Mahito, meanwhile, had disappeared. He had managed to escape in the midst of the chaos, leaving Itadori and Nanami to face the new threats.

'Damn coward!' Itadori thought internally, cursing Mahito, as the 2 curses stalked him and his master.

'I will find you!' He swore, as he invoked his cursed energy.

Scene change

"They sure threw a party on you, Mahito," said a man dressed in traditional clothes, his voice full of amusement as he observed a visibly injured Mahito.

"I couldn't reach enlightenment," Mahito lamented, his voice full of frustration and defeat. He had hoped that the battle would allow him to reach a new level of power, but instead, he had been humiliated.

"That only happens in equal battles, and that was not equal at all," the man laughed, his laughter echoing in the air. There was nothing equal about the battle Mahito had fought. He had been at a disadvantage from the start.

"Thank you for saving me," Mahito thanked, his voice full of gratitude. The man had invoked two curses, saving him from a desperate situation.

"That's why we're friends, right?" He answered with a friendly smile, receiving one back.

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