9 Naobito

[Author Note]

1. I forgot to describe the MC's appearance. Just imagine him how you want to. I suck at describing OC appearances.

2. If you're wondering about Naohiro's mom, we know nothing about her in the manga since his brother is Naoya. Assume she is dead or irrelevant for the sake of the plot.

No, I won't go into detail about Kenjaku's backshots.

Ya'll are wild.

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Two Days Later

Opening my eyes, I notice something strange about my surroundings.

I'm at a terminal?

Many seats surround me, and I look forward to seeing a large window in front of me. Moving towards it, I catch a reflection of myself; however, something is different.

I looked like I had before I reincarnated.

It was strange since the last thing I remember was getting cut down by Ogi...

Hol up. Oh shit.

Nononononono. The airport in Jujutsu Kaisen is not just any normal airport.

Turning around, I see teen Gojo and all his...dead...friends.

*GASP Huff Huff*

I shot up from the bed I was currently in.

Thank fuck, it was just a dream.

Who knew Ogi would go all out against me? Even when I had died, I still hadn't felt as close to death as I had been while getting cut by Ogi.

I heard a voice to my left. "Wakey, wakey, brat."

I knew that drunk's voice from anywhere. "...Naobito."

Naobito looked somewhat offended. "Couldn't call your old man dad at the very least?"

Sending him a side glance, I sigh.

He smiled, "Color me surprised when Ogi dragged you into the main hall like a sack of potatoes covered in blood. The look on his face was priceless, well, what was left of it. HAH, you really did a number on him!"

He continued, "Here's the thing, though: You should've died. The question is, why aren't you dead?"

I nonchalantly replied, "As I've said before, I'm built different."

Naobito didn't look amused. "Being built differently doesn't explain your healing factor. You were completely unconscious, yet your body was visibly healing. I thought you were initially using reverse cursed technique, but it was healing with cursed energy, which only curses do. Being made up of negative energy, curses use cursed energy to heal, but it's impossible for a sorcerer unless it has something to do with your technique."

That last adaptation that I got when I was hit by blazing courage saved my ass. Had I gone unconscious and had my technique turned off before I had an adaptation, I would've died.

Staring intently at me, he begins, "You were hit by a full-power Falling Blossom Emotion amplified by Blazing Courage by one of the Hei."

Now that it's phrased like that, I guess it is strange that I am still alive.

I glare at him. "Wow, this is the most I've heard you talk to me. You visit your son only when something happens regarding my technique, turning me away as soon as I'm not useful."

"*Sigh* I know how you feel about our clan, but the Jujutsu society thrives on power. I didn't mean to make it seem like I was abandoning you. Naoya needs my time more than you since, to stand as a big three family, politics is a necessity. I thought Ogi could help you, but it seems I was wrong...*Pft* obviously."

I look at him with an 'Are you fucking kidding me face.'

Then, Naobito went completely serious. "Now, tell me about this 'resistance' you seem to get. Don't feed me bullshit and tell it to me straight."

I wanted to keep this card in my back pocket, but having the possibility of learning from Naobito is a chance I don't want to slip away.

"Fine. My cursed technique [Cursed Evolution] works based on adaptation. I get hit with something; I start to adapt to it. After enough time, my body can nullify or resist certain attacks."

He pondered for a bit. "What does that have to do with your healing?"

I cut him off, "I'm getting there. While I can adapt to certain attacks and phenomena, I also adapt to negative ailments, as I told you when I first explained my technique. When I got stabbed by blazing courage, my body adapted at the last second to heal my body before I passed out."

Naobito's eyes widened. "So it's not just resistance to cursed techniques. Given enough time, you can essentially nullify anyone's abilities. You could even counter our Projection Sorcery and the Gojo clans limitless."

Now that I told him that, I might have to become clan head again..."That's how my technique works."

He looked like a kid who just found out about fire for the first time. "Fascinating. If this technique could be passed down, we could see a third great technique. Hey, what are your feelings about marriage?"

I hate dealing with this old man. "No."

His shoulders slumped. "*Sigh* unfortunate, but expected. Now that we have everything sorted out and Ogi seems to want to do nothing with you, I'll be training you from now on. I'm busy enough as it is; if you waste my time, I'll send you to Ogi again."

When I grow capable enough, that old fuck is dead. However, I'll wait until Maki and Mai are born to not throw the timeline out of wack. I'll take care of him before Maki gets the chance.

Naobito got up and started to leave the room. "You know, Naoya has been progressing quite well lately. It might not be a bad idea for you two to spar. For publicity's sake, he will stay as the clan head, but I'm thinking of allowing you to become the leader of the Hei when you grow into a fine sorcerer."

I ponder momentarily, "Hmm, I might just take you up on that."

Naobito smiles and leaves the room.

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Like hell, I'll waste my time with the Hei! Screw you, clan geezers. I still haven't forgotten all those times you knocked me unconscious!