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.
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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 van...
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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 Minamo...
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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 ...
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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 Curse...
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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 M...
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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, th...
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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. Witho...
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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 ...
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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 tur...
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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 whi...
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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 ...
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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 fu...
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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 si...
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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.
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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 inst...
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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, territori...
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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.
"Rea...
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“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 ...
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“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...
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“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’...
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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 th...
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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 i...
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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 Curs...
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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...
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“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 sin...
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"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 a...
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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 h...
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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!”
<...
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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 clearl...
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