Volume 1: Chapter 3: Being A Baby Sucks!

"Talking"

"Whispering"

'Thinking'

'Telepathically Talking'

*Actions*

Techniques/Chants

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Time Skip: 11 Months Later

POV: Zenin Toya

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Hello.

My name is Zenin Toya.

My mother is Zenin Nana and my father is Zenin Danzo, unfortunately.

I have two older brothers.

Specifically, a big brother, Zenin Toji, and a half-brother, Zenin Jinichi, also unfortunately.

It's currently December 6, 1989, almost a year since I've reincarnated into this world.

And so far, there wasn't anything interesting to do.

If your wondering what I've been doing after all this time.

Well, let me tell you what I've done...

...

...

... nothing.

Not.

One.

Thing.

Well, except for uncontrollably pissing and shitting myself to sleep.

Do you remember those isekai fanfics where a newborn baby would start plotting about getting a harem and cultivating their special ability in just a few seconds?

You do?

Well, let me give you three words of advice.

It.

IS.

BULLSHIT!

It turns out that having the soul of a young adult did not mean I would have full control of my infant body.

I'm betting my entire browser history that someone out there is asking:

"But Toya, why wouldn't you train your Heavenly Restriction's Cursed Energy Absorption or summon your Ten Shadows Technique?"

First of all, I tried that before, but it led to nothing.

Besides, how am I suppose to know what Cursed Energy is if I haven't even felt it my whole life?

And second of all, I also tried summoning my first Shikigami, which also led to nothing.

I was pretty upset at that time that a certain memory struck me.

Back at my previous life, when I was reading Wiki Fandoms to know more about the lore of JJK, I discovered that a person's Innate Technique would only manifest at the age of 5 or 6.

So I have to painstakingly wait for 5 years for the Ten Shadows Technique to manifest.

So I decided to ignore all of that for now and focused on my physical development.

Like doing push ups while in my crib or something like that.

But just like before, my efforts were fruitless.

I could barely lift my fat head for fucks sake!

And do you even know the worst part?

*Pooping Noises*

"*Sniff* *Sniff* Ara? It seems that Toya-chan has done a little mess again. Let mama take care of that."

My mother then starts changing my full diaper.

This is the worst part.

As you all should know, babies are known to always shit themselves most of the time, and my mother has to always have to change me, a young adult in spirit, much to my ever growing embarrassment.

It was even more embarrassing when the old servants have to change my diapers whenever mom is not around.

So I usually bawl my eyes out, forcing them to ask mom to take care of me.

I'd rather have my hot MILF of a mother to change my diapers than some random old hag that I don't know of.

"And there we go. All clean. Now come here and give mama a hug!"

She lifted me up and pulled me into her bosom.

Well... I guess there are some moments that aren't too bad.

As I was enjoying this moment, my mother was already at the door while I was distracted.

'Meh, I don't care.'

As we left her bedroom, a maid suddenly appreared and said.

"Nana-sama, I humbly advice you to refrain from going outside without a servant present."

My mother just giggle.

"Oh relax Ayame-chan, my body may not work as well a s before, but I still got some fire in my lungs."

She said confidently.

But I can easily tell that she was lying.

'Mom. Your such a terrible liar.'

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Flashback: 11 Months Ago

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...

...

...

Being a baby sucks!

I kept shitting myself uncontrollably, I always fall asleep at random times, and I can't control my own body.

And what's worse that I just figured out that I couldn't summon my Shikigami just yet!

'Now I get why transmigrators in fanfics want to speedrun life until they reached an appropriate age. Is there a skip button or a fast forward button for this? I just want this bullshit to end.'

*Coughs Loudly*

'Huh? Mom?'

I look to the left to see my mother, who was sitting next to me, coughing loudly on a white cloth.

After a bit, she stopped coughing and I was shocked.

'What the fuck? Is that blood?'

On the white cloth was traces of red, which I can clearly saw was blood.

Mother seems to be aware of me staring at her and just smiled.

"Oh, don't worry Toya-chan. Mama is just had a little cough. There's nothing to worry about."

She put down the cloth and lifted me up.

She then pulled me in her arms as she whispered.

"It's okay little one. Mama is not going anywhere anytime soon."

As she gently rocked me back and forth, I had one though in my mind.

'Mom. Your such a terrible liar.'

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Flashback: End

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At one point, I discovered from a visiting doctor that my mother has lung cancer caused by excessive smoke that gets in her lungs.

And the main cause is due to her Cursed Technique, Cursed Flames.

It allows her to breathe inextinguishable flames that only burns the target's Cursed Energy until there is nothing left.

So if a Cursed Spirit were to be caught in her flames, they are 100% dead.

But if it's a human or object with Cursed Energy, only the Cursed Energy will be burned, but they can still feel the pain of being burned alive.

She could also control said fire using hand signs and body movements, kinda like Firebenders from Avatar: The Last Airbender.

But one of its main drawbacks is that it drains a lot of Cursed Energy and produces a lot of smoke, and I mean A LOT.

Smoke that accumulated inside my mother's lungs due to constant use from a young age.

Which got worse since being a Zenin meant keeping up with stupid traditions and ridiculous expectations.

So as months passed, I would sometimes woken up by the sounds of my mother coughing, much to my ever increasing worry.

I even tried comforting her when she kept coughing next to me.

But she only saw my actions as adorable and kept smothering my face in her breasts.

Anyway, back at the present.

Ayame could only sigh in defeat as she asked.

"*Sigh* Can I at least provide some form of assistance, Nana-sama?"

Mom just smiled as she agreed.

"Okay then. Lead the way, Ayame-chan!"

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POV: Author

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December 7, 1989.

Within an ornate compound, the matriarch of a very powerful clan has recently given birth.

Many had come to visit the mother and the recently born heir, saying their blessings and congratulations.

"What will you name the boy, Matriarch-sama?"

One of them asked to their matriarch.

The mother looks at her newborn son as she replied.

"Satoru. Gojo Satoru."

"Hmm, that's a pretty good name."

"As expected, only the best is given to our new master!"

As they continued their rambling, the baby was stirred awake.

The baby opened his eyes for the very first time...

"Oh my God!"

"I can't believe it."

"Is that...!"

The baby's eyes shined a vibrant blue color.

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Hello readers.

It's been a long time since I've uploaded a new chapter and I apologize for the lack of uploads these days.

I've been pretty busy with college and I had to focus on some important things.

So currently, my brain is very exhausted to think of a pretty good story at the moment.

But I will start uploading as soon as possible.

Once again, I apologize for the inconvenience and I hope you'll understand.

Thank you everybody and see you later!