Silly author note: BREAKING NEWS: Analysts Confirm Hakari's Strategy Is "Pray And Spin", Somehow Still Working.
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The Yoshino household was small. But it was warm in a way that money couldn't buy.
Nagi moved around the kitchen like a professional, somehow managing to cook, set the table, and refill drinks all at once. The smell of ginger pork filled every corner of the apartment.
"Junpei, grab the extra chairs from the closet."
"Mom, we don't have-"
"We have three. I bought them yesterday. Go."
Junpei blinked. Then smiled. Small, but real.
Shinra watched from the table, EMS inactive but still observing. Nagi had bought extra chairs. Just in case her son had friends over. She was ready for this.
She's a good mom.
Yeah.
Milf?.
Not happening.
Dinner was loud.
Yuji ate like he'd never seen food before. Rice bowl after rice bowl, ginger pork disappearing at an alarming rate. Nagi kept refilling his plate, clearly delighted by someone who actually appreciated her cooking.
"More? Of course! Eat, eat! You're too skinny!"
"THANK YOU MISS NAGI THIS IS AMAZING!"
Junpei watched in mild horror. "Does he always eat like this?"
"Wait until you see him with sushi," Shinra said. "It's a religious experience."
Nagi laughed. Warm and genuine. She looked at her son, at the rare smile on his face, and her eyes got a little wet. She turned back to the stove quickly.
Shinra noticed.
While everyone was focused on Yuji's feeding frenzy, Shinra let his eyes shift.
EMS activated. Three tomoe spun, blurred into the star pattern.
He scanned the house.
Walls. Floor. Ceiling. Cursed energy traces everywhere, normal for a city this size. But then he saw it.
Under the floorboards. Near the entrance. A concentrated mass of CE. Familiar.
Why is it in a different position from the Manga? is it because of the butterfly effect?.
Clever little shit.
Shinra looked at Nagi. At Junpei. At this tiny, warm home that Mahito wanted to destroy.
"Oops."
He "accidentally" knocked his chopstick off the table. It rolled under the chair. Toward the floorboards.
"Sorry, one sec."
He ducked down. Reached under. His fingers found the loose board, pried it up just enough.
The finger was there. Wrapped in cloth. Pulsed Some cursed energy.
Shinra grabbed it. Stuffed it into his inventory ring in one smooth motion. Came back up with the chopstick.
"Got it."
Nagi smiled. "No problem, dear. More pork?"
"Always."
Rob's voice echoed in his head. Are you into older women? Because you just saved a MILF.
Bruh...
I'm just saying. That's milf protection behavior.
She's Junpei's mom. Shut up.
I didn't say it was a bad thing. Just observing.
Shinra ignored him and grabbed more pork.
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The rest of dinner was normal. As normal as dinner with Yuji Itadori could be.
Yuji and Junpei got deep into movie talk. Junpei was animated now, actually excited, actually engaged. He explained cinematography to Yuji, who nodded along like he understood. Shinra chimed in occasionally with references from his old life that sounded like professional critiques.
Nagi watched them all with a soft smile. She kept refilling plates. Kept laughing at Yuji's dumb jokes. Kept being present.
This was a home.
Shinra finished his meal. Wiped his mouth. Stood.
"Excuse me, Miss Nagi. I'll be right back. Need some fresh air."
She nodded. "Take your time, dear. I'll save you some leftovers."
Shinra stepped outside.
The night air was cool. Quiet. The street was empty.
Except for the figure standing in the shadows across the road.
Stitches on his forehead. Patchwork skin. Grinning like he'd just found a new toy.
Mahito.
Shinra walked toward him. Casual. Hands in his pockets.
Mahito's grin widened. "Hey there! You're with the pink-haired guy, right? Where's Junpei? I was gonna-"
"The kid is busy talking about movies." Shinra stopped a few feet away. Looked at Mahito with mild interest. "Are you Diddy's disciple or something? Because you obviously like to touch kids."
Mahito's grin froze.
"What?"
"You heard me. Waiting outside a minor's house. Trying to 'play.' It's giving vibes, my guy. Not good ones."
Mahito's face twisted. "I don't know who Diddy is, but I'm going to kill you slowly for that."
The door opened behind them.
Yuji stepped out, Junpei right behind him. They'd heard the commotion.
Junpei's eyes landed on Mahito. On the stitches. On the familiar face of the "friend" who'd been grooming him for weeks.
"That's... that's him. That's the spirit I told you about."
Mahito waved. "Junpei! Hey! I was just-"
"He was just leaving," Shinra cut in. "Weren't you?"
Mahito's smile vanished.
"You," he hissed, "are ruining everything."
Yuji pulled out his phone. Dialed fast. "Nanami. Now. Junpei's place. The cursed spirit you were talking about is here."
Mahito lunged.
Straight at Shinra. Hand extended, ready to touch, to transfigure, to end him.
Shinra's eyes shifted.
Three tomoe. Spin. Lock.
EMS active.
I can't use RCT on my soul. Don't have it. So it would be better for me if I not let him touch me.
Mahito's hand came within inches.
Purple energy erupted around Shinra.
A ribcage of pure chakra,(A/N: yes chakra, if you want to know how does that work in jjk ask Rob he gave Shinra the EMS not me). Susano'o. The skeletal form wrapped around him like armor. Mahito's hand bounced off it like hitting steel.
Mahito's eyes went wide. "WHAT THE..."
Shinra dismissed the Susano'o.
His fist was already moving.
"Surprise mother fucker"
= BLACK FLASH =
Red and black lightning exploded as his fist connected with Mahito's face. The curse flew backward, tumbling across the street. Blood sprayed from his nose, actual blood. He'd never bled before.
He scrambled up. "How... you can't... that shouldn't-"
Shinra was already there.
Flowing Water, Crushing Rock.
He caught Mahito's wild swing, redirected it, used the momentum to spin him around. Palm strike to the back. Kick to the knee. Elbow to the spine. Every hit landed before Mahito could react.
Mahito tried to reshape. Tried to shift his body to absorb damage.
It didn't work.
The damage was too fast. Too precise. Shinra wasn't just hitting him, he was dissecting him. Every strike aimed at a spot his EMS revealed as weak.
Crack. Ribs.
Smash. Jaw.
Thud. Solar plexus.
Mahito couldn't breathe. Couldn't think. Couldn't do anything except take hit after hit after hit.
He was losing blood. Losing cursed energy. For the first time since being born, he felt the closeness of death.
DING!
[NEW MISSION: PLOT ARMOUR]
Objective: Let Mahito live. For now.
Reward: Ability to coat Perfect Susano'o in Armament Haki
Shinra read it mid-strike.
"Are you kidding me? Plot armor? To mahito of all people?"
"Brada, it's for my entertainment also Sybau you are getting a power up so don't complain"
"Fine. But I'm making him suffer first"
Headlights swept across the scene.
A car skidded to a stop. Nanami jumped out, Ijichi pale behind the wheel.
Nanami took one look at Mahito, beaten, bloody, broken on the ground, and stopped.
"That's... that's a Special Grade."
"Was," Shinra said. "Now he's a rug."
Mahito tried to move. Tried to get up.
Shinra walked over. Pulled something from his inventory ring. A green bean.
A Senzu Bean, he was already getting 3 of them after this mission so why not use the one he had to beat the fuck out of mahito more.
He crouched down. Held it over Mahito's face.
"Eat. Or die."
Mahito stared at the bean. At Shinra. At the absolute certainty in his eyes.
He ate it.
His body convulsed. Wounds closed. Bones reknit. Cursed energy surged back to full.
Mahito grinned. "You idiot. You healed me. Now I'll-"
He lunged.
Shinra caught his wrist.
I don't care.
And then.
SMACK. CRACK. THUD. BAM. POW.
Flowing Water, Crushing Rock on full display. Shinra's hands became a blur, hundreds of strikes, every part of Mahito's body, relentless and precise. The curse couldn't land a single hit. Couldn't even track the attacks.
In that moment, something clicked in Mahito's brain.
He felt it. The essence of the soul most vivid when it's about to be extinguished. The true shape of his own existence. It was beautiful. Terrible. Perfect.
He projected it outward.
"DOMAIN EXPANSION: SELF-EMBODIMENT OF PER-"
"BOOHOO BITCH"
= BALCK FLASH = Mid-chant.
Mahito's domain shattered before it could form. He flew backward, crashing through a building wall. Rubble buried him.
He crawled out. Ran.
Shinra watched him go.
Then spoke.
"I hereby forbid you from moving until I say the word 'now.' And of course, I'll kill you if you violate that rule."
Mahito froze mid-step.
His body wouldn't move. Wouldn't obey. Pure terror locked his muscles in place.
"DAMN BRU, Rob said. You stole Sukuna's line and didn't even give him credit"
"He'll live"
"That's not the point"
Shinra smiled.
"Now."
Mahito ran.
Shinra appeared behind him.
"Just kidding..."
= BALCK FLASH =
Haki-infused this time. But shinra held back so it won't kill him.
Mahito flew through multiple buildings. Crash. Smash. Boom. Each impact another layer of destruction. When he finally stopped, he was a broken heap in a crater.
He got up, and Dipped.
Disappeared into the night.
Alive. Barely.
"yeah he definitely will have PTSD form what you did today" Rob remarked.
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The dust settled.
Nanami walked up, eyes fixed on the crater where Mahito had been.
"He escaped."
"He retreated." Shinra's eyes faded back to brown. "There's a difference."
Yuji ran over, Junpei trailing behind him. Junpei looked at Shinra like he'd just seen a god. Which, to be fair, he kind of had.
"Shinra... that was..." Yuji searched for words. "I don't even have a word for that."
Shinra shrugged. Walked toward the Porsche. It had somehow survived the shockwaves, parked at an angle that was definitely illegal.
He opened the door.
"Let's go home."
DING!
[MISSION COMPLETE: Soul Savior]
Reward: 3 Senzu Beans (Stored in Inventory)
DING!
[MISSION COMPLETE: Strategic Mercy]
Reward: Perfect Susano'o Armament Coating Unlocked
Shinra got in the car. Started the engine. The Porsche roared to life.
Yuji jumped in the passenger side. Junpei stood with his mom at the door, both of them watching.
Shinra rolled down the window.
"Junpei. We'll call you. Stay close to your mom."
Junpei nodded. Swallowed. "Okay."
The Porsche sped off.
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Nanami stood in the street, surrounded by destruction. He pulled out his phone. Dialed.
"Gojo."
"Nanami! Late night call? What's up?"
"About that 'student' you're raising." Nanami's voice was flat. Controlled. "We need to talk."
"Ominous. Go on."
"He's not a damn student, Gojo." Nanami looked at the craters. The collapsed buildings. The absolute wreckage of a single fight. "WHAT IS HE."
On the other end of the line, Gojo Satoru smiled.
"Good question. I'm still figuring that out myself."
[END CHAPTER 13]
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