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Chapter 25: Encounter

The Cursed Spirits were fully contained, and Sōjun Minamoto had properly dressed himself. His previously loose hair gathered on its own, tied back at the nape by a single looped strand.

He was now wearing the Tokyo Jujutsu High uniform—enough to clearly identify his affiliation.

“Let me introduce myself.” Sōjun Minamoto smiled and greeted the group. “I’m Sōjun Minamoto, a bounty sorcerer from Jujutsu High. I was sent to assist with deploying the Curtain.”

He t...

Chapter 24: Origin

Time passed quickly.

That’s just how life was for a Jujutsu Sorcerer. As long as you treated exorcising curses like clocking in for work, it wasn’t so different from a regular job.

When there were no missions, the days slipped by fast—just like how vacations always seemed to vanish in a blink. Taking off your ID badge wasn’t all that different from an office worker loosening their tie.

Another new school year had begun.

Not that it had much to do with Sōjun Mi...

Chapter 23: Cursed Technique

In the courtyard, a tree as thick as a person’s arms stood alone. Withered flowers and dead grass lay scattered at its base, and the strong wind occasionally bent its branches.

Sōjun Minamoto and Shiko Mishima were sparring.

Or rather, Shiko Mishima was attacking, and Sōjun Minamoto was simply evading.

Her strikes were fierce, trapping him in the center of a swirling blade aura. Sōjun Minamoto lifted his head, closed his eyes, and spread his arms as if embracing the sky...

Chapter 22: Barrier Techniques

​By mid-March, Sōjun Minamoto had surpassed his mission quotas for the month, successfully completing both mandatory assignments. Starting next month, he would no longer be bound by compulsory tasks.​

...

Following the recent cursed womb incident, Sōjun decided to slow his pace once more. He recognized numerous areas for improvement.​

His flesh armor required completion and optimization. Currently, only one arm was finished; his plan was to develop a full-body armor ...

Chapter 21: Cursed Energy Sigils

The next morning, the first rays of sunlight streamed in beside the bed, casting a pale golden glow.

It was four a.m.

Sōjun Minamoto woke on schedule, refined his Cursed Energy, and did some light exercises in the courtyard.

He wasn’t planning to go out today.

The Cursed Womb he captured yesterday was still waiting to be dealt with.

After calmly finishing his daily training, Sōjun returned to the living room. The Cursed Womb sat cross-legged on the wooden flo...

Chapter 20: You’re Getting Anxious

The mission was complete.

Though this exorcism had been especially dangerous, neither Sōjun Minamoto nor Shiko Mishima suffered any major injuries.

Aside from being completely drained of Cursed Energy.

After thoroughly sweeping the school to ensure no spirits remained, Sōjun Minamoto dispelled the Curtain, and the two returned to the car.

Shiko Mishima had already bounced back to normal and, once again, extended an invitation.

“Mission accomplished. How about...

Chapter 19: Flesh Armor

Tokyo in March was still bitterly cold, clinging to the last traces of winter with a chill that pierced the bones.

Even the Cursed Spirits seemed to be in a slump during this seasonal lull—the frequency of incidents had dropped significantly.

But spring was here. Sooner or later, the earth would awaken.

...

Shiko Mishima showed up unannounced.

“There’s a named mission we need to take,” she told Sōjun Minamoto.

Named missions were assigned when sorc...

Chapter 18: Spirit Purification

The next afternoon, 2:15 p.m.

When Sōjun Minamoto arrived at the main gate of Jujutsu High, Shiko Mishima was already waiting in the car.

At a glance, the conflict and unease on her face were obvious.

She spotted Sōjun Minamoto and immediately, her expression brightened. Without hesitation, she voiced her concern.

“You didn’t reply to my message last night. Were you mad?”

Sōjun Minamoto paused. You held onto that all night?

“No, I fell asleep,”...

Chapter 17: Daily Routine

In the morning, Shiko Mishima woke up to find herself lying on Sōjun Minamoto’s sofa.

Another blackout from drinking.

Holding her head, she tried to ease the throbbing from the hangover. Most of last night was a blur.

She sat on the sofa, still groggy. Her blank gaze drifted forward, unable to focus.

Sōjun Minamoto walked over, leaned down, and waved a hand in front of her face.

Shiko Mishima met his eyes.

One, two, three, four, five—huh? Why are ther...

Chapter 16: Tachi Girl

No missions today.

Sōjun Minamoto continued with his daily training.

Shiko Mishima was also practicing swordsmanship in her courtyard. Yesterday’s battle seemed to have had an effect—her technique had clearly improved.

In just a few days since moving in, she’d already turned the once-orderly courtyard into a wreck of crushed plants and mangled greenery.

She didn’t seem to have many friends, rarely left the house, and spent every day either training her body or...

Chapter 15: First Mission

Another day passed.

March brought the early signs of spring. Each morning, the air was filled with birdsong and the scent of flowers, with fresh green buds pushing their way into the light.

Sōjun Minamoto didn’t rush to accept any missions.

He continued his daily training while gradually familiarizing himself with the surroundings, trying to establish a rhythm for training and daily life that suited him.

Shiko Mishima had already moved in nearby, acting with her usu...

Chapter 14: Codename

This time, walking through Jujutsu High, Sōjun Minamoto felt something real. It was no longer just a collection of scenes or fragments from memory stitched into a few stories.

This was a real world.

It gave him a dull sense of disorientation—binary and ternary systems mixing, time and space overlapping.

So many things seemed almost right, but not quite, leaving him unsettled.

In truth, it didn’t matter which world he was in, or how many dimensions it had. He didn�...

Chapter 13: Mission System

Early the next morning, there was a calm, unhurried knock at the door.

It wasn’t the kind that rushed or demanded attention—just steady and polite, the kind that left a good impression.

Sōjun Minamoto was already up.

These days, four hours of sleep were enough for him to fully recharge. By now, he had already completed his daily Cursed Energy refinement exercises.

He cleared his mind and felt his mood lift.

Opening the door, he saw a tall woman leaning casua...

Chapter 12: Bounty Sorcerer

Sōjun Minamoto followed Masamichi Yaga through a long and winding route before finally reaching their destination.

They had arrived in a remote mountainous region on the outskirts of Tokyo.

It was hard to believe there were even mountain roads built in such a secluded area. On one side loomed jagged rock walls, while the other was lined with a dense, ancient forest. The entire mountain range was blanketed in greenery.

As they drove along the mountainside, mist drifted throu...

Chapter 11: Jujutsu High

This New Year, like always, was spent with Mr. and Mrs. Minamoto.

The first day after the New Year.

The whole family went to the temple to pray for blessings.

Clap, clap—

Sōjun Minamoto pressed his hands together in front of him and stood silently for a moment.

“What did you wish for, Jun?” Mr. Minamoto leaned over, curious.

“I wished for everyone to stay healthy and happy. That Mrs. Minamoto would always stay young and beautiful. And that Mr. Mina...

Chapter 10: Assimilation

Sōjun Minamoto sat cross-legged by the tea table, his back to the window. An eye had opened on the back of his neck, its sharp gaze sweeping the surroundings.

Inside the eye, its internal structure was undergoing constant micro-adjustments—some parts added, others reduced.

For instance, the blood vessels on the retina: too many would cause astigmatism and chromatic aberration; reduce them, and vision improves. But too few, and the eye would suffer from energy deficiency and beg...

Chapter 9: Biomimetics

During this period, Masamichi Yaga had been taking Sōjun Minamoto on various missions.

The new volume of the Jujutsu Guide had already reached the advanced chapters.

It now covered the major family factions within the Jujutsu world—their inherited techniques, key figures, territorial influence, and more.

The information was thorough.

How could something like this circulate so easily? It had clearly crossed into forbidden territory.

Sōjun Minamoto quietly acce...

Chapter 8: A Jujutsu Sorcerer's Daily Life

After more than half a year, the "wait a while" Masamichi Yaga had spoken of had finally arrived.

The new book was already midway through the intermediate volume—and only now did the moment finally come!

That morning, just before dawn, Masamichi Yaga appeared at the door.

"Ready?"

He was dressed in a black formal suit today, giving off a rather solemn air.

"Just a sec!"

Sōjun Minamoto, well-versed in the layout, quickly found the key and unlocked the bas...

Chapter 7: Knowledge Is the Ladder of Human Progress

“What’s this?”

Masamichi Yaga wrapped up the week’s lesson and handed Sōjun Minamoto a notebook.

“Read it yourself,” he said, walking off without a glance back.

Sōjun Minamoto opened the blank cover. On the title page were two handwritten lines:

[New Edition Standard for Learning Basic Cursed Techniques (Beginner – Part 1)], published by Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College.

It was definitely handwritten!

He flipped through the book ca...

Chapter 6: The Attempt

“You're very talented. Would you like to be my student?”

“Sensei!”

Sōjun Minamoto switched how he addressed him without hesitation. It reminded him of his first mentor, but becoming Masamichi Yaga’s student was clearly the right choice.

In the Jujutsu World, there's a ranking system: Special Grade, then Grades 1 through 4, with Special Grade being the most powerful.

If regular weapons worked on Cursed Spirits, the comparisons would go something like this: 2025-04-06 15:14:46 +0000 UTC View Post

Chapter 5: Motivation

“Reason, huh?”

Sōjun Minamoto grew serious.

His thoughts drifted back to his past life:

A cog in the machine, part of the endless grind of corporate life, dead before fifty from sudden cardiac arrest... Though calling it “sudden” wasn’t exactly right. Deep down, he’d seen it coming.

Too many all-nighters. Too much overtime. His heart would sometimes jolt out of rhythm—sharp, stabbing pains now and then.

Heart problems were no joke. He’d sensed so...

Chapter 4: The Right Path

In the afternoon, Sōjun Minamoto finished his boxing practice at home.

These days, he rarely went to the training hall—only when learning a new martial art. The rest of the time, he trained alone at home.

A teacher can open the door, but it's up to you to walk the path

Now that he’d entered that door, he could correct his own form. With the support of his Innate Technique, his progress was both stable and fast.

At the moment—

He had just wrapped up his dai...

Chapter 3: Innate Technique

When Sōjun Minamoto awakened his Innate Technique, he instinctively understood its ability—

Perfect Self-Control.

This control extended across the body, soul, and Cursed Energy.

It was a straightforward technique—simple, yet full of potential.

And of course, how far it could go depended entirely on the user.

He once tried speeding up his digestion by controlling the peristalsis of his stomach and intestines. After eating a large meal, his body puffed up like...

Chapter 2: The World

Jujutsu Kaisen is a world filled with curses and death.

Negative emotions from humans give rise to Cursed Energy. When Cursed Energy accumulates, it manifests into Cursed Spirits. These spirits bring harm to society and cause human deaths, prompting the emergence of sorcerers who wield Cursed Energy to combat them.

In Japan, more than 10,000 unnatural deaths and disappearances occur each year. Most are the result of curses—negative emotions made manifest.

Nearly all humans...

Chapter 1: New Life

A sudden pressure from above jolted him awake from the darkness—he could "see" again.

He found himself curled up in a cramped, enclosed space. Stifled and uncomfortable, the urge to scream surged from within, but his body could only writhe in silent protest as the emotion swelled, growing heavier by the second...

A force was pressing and squeezing him along with the space around him, kneading him like clay.

First came the pressure on his head—his facial features seemed t...

Chapter 414: Such a Huge Appetite

“I see. So, at most, we'll be fighting Iwagakure.”

“After all, this isn’t their problem. Ōnoki won’t go all out,” Nonō said. Having spent a long time in Iwagakure, she had a good grasp of Ōnoki’s way of handling things.

“That’s right. That old man is downright sinister.”

“Don’t hold back when we fight,” Tsunade added, her anger flaring as she recalled how Ōnoki had attacked Konoha first during the Second Shinobi World War.

“Understood.�...

Chapter 413: A Misjudgment

"I'm sorry, but you have no right to negotiate with me."

"If you won't accept it, I'll beat it out of you."

Nagato almost thought the Two-Tails had been beaten senseless. How could it still be laughing?

But he felt no sympathy and still refused to give it a choice. He couldn't allow the Two-Tails to roam freely in the Land of Rain. It would be too unstable, introducing too many unpredictable variables.

Before his words had even finished, Nagato was already airborne. 2025-04-06 12:02:42 +0000 UTC View Post

Chapter 254: Substitution, Chōmei Joins the Battle!

An explosion, a tremor, and a violent gust of wind tore through the heart of the desert.

"Incredible! Kazuyama, how did you block that?"

"Your Tailed Beast Ball was nowhere near as big as Shukaku’s, yet it still held up against his."

Chōmei’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. He couldn't believe what he had just witnessed.

The moment the two Tailed Beast Balls collided, Kazuyama’s had actually managed to counter Shukaku’s, sending both of them soaring into t...

Chapter 253: Half-Tailed Beast vs. Tailed Beast

Why did the usually irritable Shukaku suddenly cry out in shock? What had he seen to make his eyes widen in disbelief?

It was a chakra signature familiar to him—crimson, unmistakable, and radiating the presence of a Tailed Beast.

“Damn it! That’s the Seven-Tails' chakra!”

“You little brat—you’re a Jinchūriki?!”

“No wonder... no wonder your chakra reserves are even greater than that bastard Rasa’s. So, the Seven-Tails is backing you up!”

“...

Chapter 82: The Fangs of the North Blue Fleet

Daren had no time to bother with whatever schemes Tokikake and Gion were cooking up in their heads.

Standing at the bow of the warship, he squinted out across the harbor, taking in the sight of one warship after another, fully prepped and ready to go. From his vantage point, he could clearly see the countless North Blue Marines stationed across the decks.

He spoke with confidence, but no one understood the strength of Byrnndi World better than Daren himself.

He had to stay s...