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A Roll of Sunshine & Fluff (JJK x MHA / BNHA Fanfic: Geto Suguru x Gojo Satoru x Itadori Yuji / Midoriya Izuku) Chapter 2

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Yuuji/Izuku 10 years old

Breakfast went by too fast! It's just way too fast. He was just watching All Might's face growing whiter and whiter as his father talked to the number one hero. Then before he knew it he was now inside of a meeting room with floor to ceiling windows covering one side of the room with Yuki, Tadashi, and his entire family.

"What is it that Izuku needed to explain to us? That explicitly requires your help, Yuki?" Yuuji's father asked all the while sipping his coffee.

Yuki replied, "It'll make this more believable."

"Believable? I think I'll believe what my son has to say just fine." Yuuji's father firmly stated all the while glaring at Yuki.

"Izuku, what are you trying to tell us?" Yuuji's mother asked, her voice was full of understanding.

"The woman's right, this conversation would be hard to believe. She's here because she's an adult. Adults believe in what other adults say after all, rather than what a child would say." Sukuna nonchalantly said from Yuuji's cheeks.

"I think we all should hear Yuki nee-san for now." Yuuji quietly said, it was almost a whisper.

Now that everyone's attention was on Yuki the woman spoke, "Hisashi should be able to digest this information easier knowing his age." Yuuji swore that Yuki would've been dead nine times over if his father could shot lasers from his eyes. "As you all know ever since All Might stepped up as the pillar of peace the crime rate of Japan had dropped down to 6%. But 1% of these crimes were caused by some unknown villains. Let us not forget that in our country the number of unidentified deaths and missing persons exceeds ten thousand annually. What do you think really happened?" Yuki asked with a cryptic smile on her face.

"Probably the heroes are to blame." Tomura sounded half asleep, well his older brother was never a morning person to begin with. It's already a miracle that Tomura was sitting up on a chair just fine.

"They do go around and kill some people Tomura-kun," When Yuki said this Tomura's eyes shot open. "But the majority of cases were caused by something else. By something that people liked to believe does not exist, cursed spirits. Some call it ghosts. Some call it Yokai. Others call it demons."

The room fell into silence then his father was the first person to break it, "This has something to do with sorcerers, Yuki? You're involved means it's sorcerers business."

"Sorcerers?" Both his mother and Tomura mouthed.

Yuki sighed and began to explain, "As I was saying about cursed spirits. Cursed spirits are beings born from the cursed energy negative emotions humans produce. These cursed energy would build up like a sediment and from there on a cursed spirit is born. There were only a few people who could see them. Even fewer who could kill them. Those who can kill cursed spirits are called sorcerers."

"Let me guess my younger brother could see these cursed spirits?" Tomura was quick to pick up on the information he gained and connect the dots.

"More than that Izuku-kun is one of the rare souls who could kill cursed spirits." Yuki's statement had a clear meaning.

Yuuji heard his mother's sharp intake of breath, "Is there a way for Izuku not to…" Not to see. There was no need for Yuuji's mother to say this and he already knew what she was about to say.

Yuki shook her head, "I'm afraid not Inko."

"Izuku!" His mother held his hands and there were tears spilling from her eyes.

He knows his mother the best, he's afterall her son. He knows his mother would blame herself for this. Grasping his mother's hand tighter Yuuji tried his best to assure her, "Mama, I've been able to see cursed spirits ever since my quirk came in. It was kinda scary at first," Especially since there's some crazy strong cursed spirit attached to Papa. "But now I've gotten used to it. I also figured out a way to kill them. I know you won't stop worrying but I'm alright. I'm happy that you believe me right away." So, please don't blame yourself. Yuuji can't help but smile as his mother's warm arms enveloped him.

"Yuki…" Yuuji never knew that his father could sound so dangerous.

"Woah hold it Papa bear." Yuki told his father, "I'm not here to recruit Izuku-kun to be a Jujutsu Sorcerer. Besides, your son had already rejected my offer of apprenticeship. I'm here today merely as a mediator."

"Yuki-san, these cursed spirits… they'll attack people, correct? Is there a way to keep Izuku safe?" His mother sounded so worried and that made Yuuji feel incredibly guilty.

Yuki turned to squint at Yuuji's father, or more precisely she was looking at the cursed spirit tailing behind his father, "I highly doubt Izuku-kun needs any protection."

"Explain yourself Yuki." His father looked down right pissed.

Yuki made an exaggerated sigh, "First of all Izuku-kun is probably stronger than even me. A special grade Jujutsu sorcerer. Special grades aren't just for show you know! We're special because our power is immeasurable. Second of all, Hisashi, you've been wondering why I kept on calling you Lord of All Evils? Why when Tetsuya first saw you he almost rolled down to the ground half dying from a shrimp stuck in throat, right?" She pointed at Hisashi's face, "Part of it is because of your persona, another is because of the cursed spirit stuck to you."

"Darling?! There's a cursed spirit stuck to Hisashi?" Tadashi was genuinely worried for Yuuji's father's well-being.

Freeing himself from his mother's embrace Yuuji chuckled as he told the man, "You don't need to worry about it Tadashi-san."

"That's right honey!" Yuki threw her arms over Tadashi's neck in a lovey dovey manner, there was a trail of metaphorical sweat on Tadashi's forehead. Yuki clarified with a shit eating grin, "Tetsuya was dying from a shrimp that day because he tried to exorcise the cursed spirit following behind Hisashi, but terribly failed and his food got stuck in his throat."

Yuuji tried to connect the image of the stone-faced white haired man he had seen last night to a man supposedly on the verge of death because of a shrimp. It's too absurd no matter how you see it!

"But as Tetsuya and I observed, the cursed spirit following Hisashi doesn't impose him any harm; it's like it was protecting you. You know Hisashi." It was a little unbelievable but the cursed spirit was indeed protecting Yuuji's father, and in extension his entire family from the malicious cursed spirits.

"Protecting Dad? Last I checked there's countless people more that wanted to kill Dad than the one wanting to protect him." What his older brother was especially worrying.

"You can try asking it." Yuuji, pointed out. His experience with special grade cursed spirits tells him that this one is capable of speech.

Yuki's smile was so bright, "Oh, you're right! This cursed spirit is definitely a special grade, they should be able to talk. Wait," Yuki paused then studied Sukuna who was on Yuuji's cheeks, "Izuku-kun, is that your cursed technique, or is that your quirk? We'll talk about that later!" The woman waved her hand in dismissal.

"Is it right behind me?" His father looked disturbed, "Izuku is it always following me?"

Oh, Yuuji knows what's going on to his father, "Don't worry dad the cursed spirit never followed you into the bedroom or bathroom." It's funny to see his father sighing in relief so exaggeratedly. Yuki just had to laugh her ass off and almost fell from the chair if she hadn't sat on Tadashi's lap.

Slapping her thighs all the while laughing like it was the last laugh she would ever have, Yuki choked out her words, "That's what you're worried about?!"

"I'm worried it might see Inko!" His father shouted, flustered.

"Hisashi!"

"Dad I don't even want to know about the dirty deeds you and Mum do behind closed doors!"

"Tomura!"

Holding his breath and laughter, Yuuji watched as his mother combust with embarrassment all the while slapping his father's shoulder. His old brother had his arms crossed over his chest and facing the wall, he didn't want to face their embarrassment of a parents. Yuki had fallen to the ground and was wheezing for air. Tadashi watched the whole room fall into chaos, much like a kindergarten teacher watching as his children went crazy because of caffeine.

After a few minutes the laughter died down and the serious atmosphere somewhat returned—Yuki would still spill into laughter every now and then. Clearing her throat Yuki spoke, "Right, we should try to converse with the cursed spirit following Hisashi."

"Oi, why are you tailing our parent?" As usual Sukuna just had to run his mouth.

Awww, you said our parent!

But Sukuna didn't stop there, "Well, attaching yourself to someone who is well hated by people is a pretty logical move. You even grew quite fat."

"Sukuna…" Yuuji warned.

"And it's not even saying anything," Sukuna grumbled and spit, "You should be around a century old, talking shouldn't be too hard."

The cursed spirit stayed silent as expected. Yuuji tried to calm Sukuna down, "Sukuna let's leave it be for now." If a fight broke out between them and the cursed spirit their father would be dragged in.

"Tch, brat you better get me some of those cakes."

"Just shut up idiot."

"Let's ignore that cursed spirit behind Hisashi for now. If what Izuku-kun's quirk said is right about the curse spirit's age, then it should be fine to leave the cursed spirit be for now." Yuki concluded.

Yuki who had returned to her seat gave Yuuji's family a smile full of approval, "I'm glad that none of you tried to deny the existence of cursed spirits, and in return deny Izuku-kun's situation."

"It explained why my player number 2 liked to stare into one spot for no reason." Tomura's remarks made Yuuji sputter.

"Ehhh?"

"Or the many times Izuku would tell me to go through another way when we head back from shopping." His mother added.

"..." Yuuji was out of words, they actually noticed that huh.

"And his fascination with clapping non-existent bugs." His father snickered at Yuuji's dumbfounded expression.

Sukuna just had to rub salt into his wounds, "Of course they'll notice brat it's pretty obvious."

"It's good that now your parents know right, Izuku? It's like a sandbag lifted from your shoulders." Tadashi's words were true, it felt nice to share a secret Yuuji and Sukuna had kept such a closed lid on.

"We should also give Tetsuya a warning that Izuku-kun is a sorcerer. Just in case the Jujutsu higher ups caught the tail of Izuku-kun's existence. This way Tetsuya wouldn't be too shocked when Izuku-kun got into trouble with the higher ups." Yuki said it as if Yuuji was really going to be found out.

It's a matter of when, brat.

You really think the Jujutsu higher ups would find us?

I don't like to admit this but those bastards have good noses.

Yuuji/Izuku 13 years old

It felt like the charity event happened years ago. After the event and his parents now knowing that Yuuji is a sorcerer, life didn't change much. Everything was still the same in the house, but his family didn't give him weird glances anymore when he clapped tiny cursed spirits to their deaths.

What changed was that now Yuuji and Yaomomo are good friends and they'll meet frequently through the events they attended with their parents. They'll also meet outside of formal events. But to prevent misunderstandings from their family that they were going out (as in dating) or such, Yaomomo always brings her caretaker, Izuku always brings Kurogiri, and sometimes Katsuki or Tomura tagged along.

Yaomomo and Yuuji shared their eternal love for sweets and tea. Most of the time they'll visit all sorts of establishments that sell sweets or tea.

From Yaomomo and Katsuki's first meeting Yuuji learned that Yaomomo was aiming for UA. Much like Katsuki does. Katsuki was also a good influence to Yaomomo since Katsuki seemed to rub his confidence on the girl.

Yuuji's father Hisashi had also grown far more happy after that charity event. It probably had something to do with All Might looking at his entire family with a pale face. Yuuji almost felt sorry for the number one hero but he couldn't be bothered with it.

His older brother is as angsty as always. Ever since Tomura finished his high school studies their father had given him some jobs to do every now and then. From Monday to Friday he went to work with their father. Kurogiri also tagged along, the misty man must've come with Tomura each time to ensure that his older brother didn't disintegrate anyone.

Since Kurogiri is occupied with babysitting Tomura, his father has hired another person to replace Kurogiri. The man his father hired was called Machia. A giant hulking man that kept on calling his father master. Yuuji wondered how on earth the man fit inside the house and could even walk around the living room.

Yuuji always sent his father a bored look when he heard Machia called him master. Meanwhile Tomura and his mother shared knowing looks. His family was definitely keeping the reason why Machia kept on calling his father, master, a secret from Yuuji.

But Yuuji wasn't that dense, Sukuna our father is some big boss villain isn't he?

I told you he's not a simple man.

You knew?!

You're the one who is dense, brat!

All Yuuji needed right now is to somehow breach the topic to his father. Hopefully soon. He should've kept his eyes on where he was going. If he did, he could've avoided the one person he wanted to avoid the most in the whole world. Yuuji bumped into a soft yet sturdy wall, no cross that it's a chest.

Looking up Yuuji was met with blue, blue eyes. But it's not the blue eyes that belonged to Gojo-sensei, this one belongs to Satoru. A smug little shit.

"Izuku-kyun~" Satoru made grabby hands towards Yuuji, which he promptly ignored and walked past Satoru as if he was just an air.

Yuuji didn't miss the fact that Satoru had someone tailing him, a person with distinctive bangs and lucky Buddha ears. Unfortunately for Yuuji, Satoru kept on following him like a baby duck. He had to stop at an intersection because of a red light.

Seeing red lights brings back unfavorable memories of his mother and another pedestrian who was carrying her child, almost ran over by a truck of all things. Thankfully that day Yuuji had decided to tag along with his mother while she went shopping, and stepped in before the truck could hit his mother and the pedestrian with a child.

A hero who was late to the scene berated him for trying to play hero. Yuuji wasn't playing as a hero, he was doing what he was supposed to do. The hero went as far as threatening to put the incident on Yuuji's record. It was plain foul play on the hero's side.

Clicking his tongue Yuuji jerked his head to see a smiling Satoru and his companion, "What are you planning Satoru?"

"Why are you so cold to me Izu-tan? Aren't we childhood friends?" Satoru acted very much like a drenched cat with his blue eyes glittering with tears.

"In your dreams. We only met once at Tadashi-san's charity event." When the light turned green Yuuji crossed the street, aware of Satoru's insistent footsteps along with his companion's.

He really regrets not tagging along with Katsuki and his brood of so-called friends to the arcade for today. He might've dodge a meeting with Satoru.

Yuuji made his way to the park nearby. He didn't want to lead Satoru to his house, "Why are you here?"

"Will you believe me when I tell you that I wanted to meet you?" Satoru's words sounded like a joke.

Yuuji scoffed, "We're not even friends. At best we only acknowledge each other's existence, an acquaintance." Arriving at the park Yuuji took a seat at the bench.

His eyes landed on Satoru's companion, the teen was wearing a very fake smile with his eyes closed. Yuuji wondered if he'll ever tire of smiling, "What are you planning? If it's trying to convince me to attend Jujutsu high I refuse."

Tucking both of his hands into his uniform pockets, Satoru rocket back and forth, "What, I can't see the other person who could stand on equal grounds with me throughout heaven and earth?"

Other? There was someone this hoe of a teen acknowledged as his equal. Yuuji's eyes went to Satoru's companion.

Sukuna, that's Kenjaku right?

No, that's the original owner of that body. Kenjaku hasn't taken over.

That explains the smooth forehead.

Satoru noticed Yuuji's interest in his companion of course, "This is Suguru! He's as strong as us Izu-tan."

"Satoru, don't talk as if I'm not right here." Yuuji finally saw the ever smiling teen drop all the fake friendliness he had put up.

Yuuji can't hold his snickers in, "Congratulations you're stuck with an asshole for a team mate."

"That's an understatement." The teen replied was full of frustration, and then introduced himself, "Getou Suguru, you must be Midoriya Izuku? This asshole kept on comparing me to you."

"Though life. So, were the two of you in the area for a mission?" Yuuji just wanted to finish this conversation and go home ASAP. His mother was going to cook katsudon for dinner tonight and he was looking forward to it.

"I have an apartment around here. We're planning to stay there for the night." Yuuji wasn't expecting that answer from Suguru.

That didn't match up, wasn't Jujutsu high on the outskirts of Tokyo?

"Isn't it too far from Jujutsu high, Yuki nee-san also mentioned about Jujutsu high having a dorm?"

Satoru smugly waved his hand in dismissal, "The dorm sucked so we live outside of school grounds."

Hah? Can they even do that? Yuuji sent Satoru a bland look, "You're breaking rules aren't you?"

"Not if we go back fast enough." Suguru shamelessly pointed out. Yuuji had seriously thought this one would be more tame than Satoru, turns out he was just as crazy as Satoru was except he hid it well.

"We can go back in five minutes." Satoru proudly states. Yuuji wasn't even planning to ask how they would manage that.

But Yuuji had spent too much of his precious time talking with these two, "Great nice meeting you Suguru. I need to go now."

"Izu-tan, so cold!"

Yuuji ignored Satoru's annoying voice as he headed back home. This time Satoru didn't follow him.

I never understood why the Kyoto Jujutsu high's teacher hates Gojo-sensei's guts.

Well, now that you know, how is it?

I wish I hadn't met this world's version of Gojo-sensei. This one is more of an asshole.

By no means was Yuuji hating this world's Satoru. If he did hate Satoru the white haired teen wouldn't be able to stand within six meters radius from Yuuji alive and breathing. Yuuji felt that Satoru's over-familiarity towards him was uncomfortable. Satoru is, was wearing the same face as his Gojo-sensei. Albeit a younger version.

Yuuji's suffering didn't end here because Satoru and Suguru kept on appearing each time he went home. He was tempted to use Kurogiri as his mode of transport at one point. They kept on bothering Yuuji to the point he relented and just went along with the two.

It started with the three sparring amongst each other in the tiny forest nearby. He had forgotten how it got to the point where Yuuji ended up in Suguru's apartment watching movies with the two high schoolers.

The three only spent time together when both Suguru and Satoru didn't have any night missions. Or when Yuuji wanted to spend the afternoon with Katsuki, or hang out with Yaomomo.

When Yuuji's family noticed that he was going home later than usual they almost went after Satoru and Suguru's ass with pitchforks and torch ablaze. They calmed down when Yuuji explained to them that he was spending time with Satoru and Suguru. His father being the Papa bear interrogates Yuuji mercilessly.

"Satoru?" His father questioned.

"Yes!"

"Tetsuya's son?" His father asked again.

"Yes!!!"

"Why is Tetsuya's son living here, in Musutafu?"

"He stayed with a classmate."

His father quickly proceeds to call Tetsuya and the two have a good chat over the phone. The conversation was roughly about how Satoru needs to take full responsibility for Yuuji. Which sounded too much like Satoru had knocked up Yuuji somehow. Tomura and Sukuna were enjoying the entire show too much.

Though Machia almost ran to Suguru's apartment to "Kill young master's defiler" that was worrying in many ways! Thankfully Kurogiri wrangled the giant and sent him off somewhere.

The next day Yuuji met Satoru the teen looked sleep deprived. Suguru was covering his laughter with his cup of coffee.

"Did you know what my father called me for last night?" For the first time Yuuji saw Satoru's blank face. There was not a single amount of smugness on that face. "He asked me if I made you pregnant and sent someone to deliver food that a pregnant woman might like. In the middle of the night!"

Suguru had spit out his coffee and rolled over the ground laughing. Sukuna was no better. The King of Curses conjured his mouth on Yuuji's cheeks as he laughed along with Suguru. It reminded Yuuji of the time Sukuna and Mahito laughed at Yuuji's foolishness, at Junpei's stupid teenager angsty hormonal act.

But this laughter wasn't the one filled with schadenfreude. It was full on because of how comedic the whole situation was, and Yuuji laughed from the bottom of his heart along with Sukuna too. How times had changed.

When Yuuji finally gathered enough courage to confront his father it was when his mother was on another one of her shopping spree with auntie Mitsuki. Yuuji may or may not bribe the blond woman to keep his mother distracted while he, his father, and older brother have a good chat.

His father was sitting on the dining table while scrolling through his phone. Tomura was playing with his game again. It's a good thing that today is a Saturday and Yuuji could roll around his bed or head over to bother Suguru and Satoru tomorrow to let off some steam.

The conversation started with "Dad I figured you're some sort of villain" the ball rolled from there, and at first Yuuji wasn't quite sure where the possible wrecking ball would roll to. His father asked him to let him share his entire story to Yuuji, and to not interrupt him. He also told Tomura to do the same.

Since, apparently, although his older brother had knowledge that their father was indeed a villain. His older brother has never known what was written in their father's entire story book of life.

So, their father told the story of two very different brothers. With two very different ideals clash.

It all began when quirks started to make their appearance in this world. Turning comic book fantasy into reality. Their father had the ability to give and take quirks. And he took full advantage of his quirk and quickly amassed followers throughout Japan.

"I started to gain notoriety and earned the moniker of All for One."

It was true that with great powers comes great responsibility. But what most wished to ignore was with great power comes great temptation. Their father was a human through and through despite his god-like quirk, Shigaraki Hisashi, in many senses had fallen into the abyss of hunger, thirst, and lust for power. It didn't help that quirks he had taken from their owners left vistages, a ghost of what once was.

"Some said that when you have an organ transplant you will have a different taste. See the world in a different way. This was what had happened to me. Gaining a quirk felt like a part of myself was distorted. Giving it away felt like cutting a limb."

These ghosts, some would haunt Shigaraki Hisashi's dreams with nightmares. Some would grovel by his feet and whisper praises. Some would share with him their pleasant and unpleasant memories. Shigaraki Hisashi takes and takes and owns nothing in reality. For the more he takes, so do the vistages grow in number. Thus they take shred by shreds of what made him human.

"At some point in life I started to stop feeling anything. It's the feeling Tomura gets when he clears all of his game's challenges."

Shigaraki Hisashi was never born a kind man. And never would he proclaim as one. He was cruel, except towards his rebellious and idealist younger brother. Who believed in the hero winning against demon lords. Though with his humanity gone that exception was gone, he had forcefully given Shigaraki Yoichi a quirk.

"When I forced a quirk into my younger brother I only did it because I can. For the sake of it."

He had expected his brother to be killed by the leader of the rebellion group fighting against his reign of terror over Japan when he saw the vault door left ajar, on a rare occasion security breach. To his surprise his brother survived and fought to topple Hisashi. Yoichi tried and tried but failed miserably. So when Yoichi realized that he could pass on his quirk, One for All, to the next generation, he quickly did so.

"Even I was surprised to learn the quirk was a passable one. It grew into a quirk that I never thought was possible."

It brought Shigaraki Hisashi amusement when he found out that his younger brother's legacy had lived on through times. No matter how many times he killed these so-called successors he seemed to fail, and another one would soon try to topple him.

"They reminded me of those cockroaches who could fly. Truly disgusting."

So, when the fifth successor fought against Hisashi he decided that his younger brother's quirk was starting to become a nuisance and tried to forcefully take it. It was baffling to learn that even at death his brother remains ever the stubborn child. Hisashi had lacked any shred of humanity, any shred of real emotions to forcefully take his brother's quirk. He tried the second time and failed yet again.

"Of course the one thing that was needed had to be something I don't have. It's only fair."

His next plan was to fully eradicate any and all potential successors. He killed Shimura Nana. Unfortunately Yagi Toshinori, Shimura Nana's successor had escaped Hisashi's grasp. When Yagi Toshinori returned to Japan he brought a whirlwind that was intent on erasing Hisashi's century-old underground empire.

"I'm impressed with how one brutish man managed to corner me. I suppose it wasn't just one brutish man. I have many enemies and it seemed that they had prayed for my defeat. So they somehow aided in my downfall."

In one fateful night after a terrible fight against All Might. Shigaraki Hisashi, bloodied and heavily wounded, stumbled upon Midoriya Inko, a doctor. The woman nursed Hisashi back to health. As cliche as it was, Hisashi somehow managed to fall for the kind hearted Inko.

"Falling for your mother was something unexpected, yet not an unwelcome experience. I never knew that I could still love someone of all things."

Hisashi didn't hide the fact that he was a big time Villain from Inko. And Inko still agreed to date him. The two got married and had Izuku, and then he found Shimura Tenko. Now Shigaraki Tomura.

"Your mother, Inko, only asked simple things from me. Never come home bloodied. Always come home and spend time with my children. Don't talk and bring villain influence into the house. That was all, she didn't even try to stop me from being a villain."

He hid nothing from Tomura and told him how at first he had wanted to use him against All Might because of his grandmother's connection with the number one hero. But Hisashi backtracked as he raised Izuku. He realized at a certain moment how a child was precious.

"You might not remember Izuku. But when you were three you had a terrible fever that just won't come down. You even had to be hospitalized. There I thought I was going to lose you, for the first time in a long time that scared me. Fighting All Might didn't scare me."

When Yuuji's father finished telling his story Tomura was the first one to speak and it was only one word, "Okay." Then his older brother quickly added, "I don't care, I still want to crush All Might! He's still annoying." It screamed teen hormones to Yuuji no matter how he saw it.

It was Yuuji's turn to say something, "Papa, if it makes you feel any better, I don't want to be a hero. Ever!"

He, Midoriya Izuku, had once wished to be All Might. To do what the man had done, to save lives with a smile. But now Izuku knows that a mere smile can't save lives, not when the person isn't ready to be saved, not when he has no power.

Even if he becomes a hero, what are the odds of those people whom he had saved, save him when he needed it the most? What are the odds of them taking a mile of the inch he gave them? Why suffer for a stranger when you yourself still suffer? To allude yourself from your own pathetic self?

Itadori Yuuji was a white canvas once. And each person he met painted their colors on to him. Each time he lost what little of pure whites he had left. His grandfather had taken the last of his whites when he cursed him.

Yuuji, you are strong. Use your strength to help others. Don't be like me. Surround yourself with many people. Don't be like me. Like him.

So he threw himself over a steep hill. Oh, how hard it was when he tumbled down. Roll. And roll. And roll. Until every bits and pieces of him was lost with the erosion.

When Yuuji, and Sukuna melded their colors into one, Izuku was born. A boy who knows naivety and rainbows. A boy who knows slaughter and bathes in blood. It's as if for the first time in Izuku's millenia long life, he finally opened his eyes to the world.

It's like the static that was the world around him muted down into nothingness and there was only him. Midoriya Izuku.Throughout heaven and earth I alone am the honored one. I alone am my own Lord throughout heaven and earth.

"As long as you don't try to kill me, I don't see the problem with you being you. All I care about is the ones I love, and I care about what they care. So if I have to bring down the whole world for them to live leisurely. Why not?" Alright, maybe Yuuji sounded a little too psychopathic there.

"Mama won't like it though~" Sukuna had to appear out of nowhere and teased Yuuji.

"Yeah, mum won't like total destruction. Tch!" Tomura proceeds to scratch his neck.

"Tomura nii-san? Don't tell me you're actually planning to destroy everything?"

"Shut up, I have to change my plans."

"Eh… Papa, are you even okay with Tomura nii-san going around destroying the world?"

His father laughed, "Izuku you were the one who offered world destruction on the table a few seconds ago."

"But that's different!"

When Yuuji's mother came back home she must've noticed something was different, "Did something good happen?"

"Nothing." All of them answered.

The next day Yuuji went over to Suguru's apartment. He definitely was not expecting this. If Yuuji had to bluntly put it, Satoru and Suguru was occupied, with their dicks that is. They're doing a frottage, if Yuuji wasn't wrong that was the term used when you have dry sex? If he wasn't wrong. Yuuji felt the familiar tingle below his eyes.

Sukuna, how do you break this awkward situation?

Join them.

Are you crazy, although Satoru isn't Gojo-sensei they looked kinda the same. It'll be awkward!

Ignore them at least they're doing it in the bedroom.

Yeah, let's ignore them.

Yuuji put on his earphones and turned the volume to max. He doesn't want to hear the moans, grunts, and skin slapping against skin. Again, Yuuji felt like he should thank his and Sukuna merging together. This kind of stuff if it was the Itadori Yuuji of the past he'll definitely blush and sputter like a virgin. Sukuna had many sex escapades, and all of those lewd knowledge Sukuna have, Yuuji now also have it.

He busied himself with choosing which game to play. One hour into Yuuji's gameplay the two older teens finally came out of the bedroom. They were definitely not expecting Yuuji to be there.

"Next time when you invite someone over make sure you're not horny." Was all Yuuji said.

The first few minutes were awkward but they returned back to their usual selves before the one hour mark. But of course Satoru just had to bring the matter up again.

"Yuuji do you want to have sex?"

"Satoru, that's the worst pick up line in existence." Yuuji bluntly stated

Suguru hummed and asked, "Is that a no?"

"You'll make me the recipient." Yuuji kept his eyes on the game.

Satoru wrapped his arms around Yuuji's shoulder and whispered, "It'll feel good~"

Yuuji couldn't help but scoff, "I'll bet my virgin ass that the two of you will come from a simple blowjob."

There was no way in heaven and hell would he ever let these two idiots top him. He rather likes being the giver than receiver. And these two were too prideful just like Yuuji to take the receiver role. It's no wonder they rubbed their dicks together back there.

Even if he tried to be the receiver he doesn't want either of these two to be his partners. They're too hasty. Even that mere display of frottage from earlier gave Yuuji a whole idea of their sex habits.

Suguru rose up from the sofa and stood in front of Yuuji and Satoru. Yuuji had to pause the game otherwise his character might get killed. Suguru looked so smug as he said, "I'll take that blowjob offer."

Shooing Satoru away from him. Yuuji pulled Suguru's trousers down to the floor. The teen's dick was still placid. Yuuji clicked his tongue in disappointment, "I was expecting a pent up cock you know?"

Suguru had his usual serene smile, "Well aren't you going to change that?"

Yuuji took off his belt and tied Suguru's arms with it. The teen gave him a questioning look so Yuuji explained, "Have to make sure you don't force me to take your entire thing down the road."

Without further ado Yuuji pulled the boxers down. It wasn't a let down, Suguru's size that is. Even Yuuji had to compliment the teen just for the mere size of it. Sukuna's tattoos slowly made their appearance. Reds swam in his green eyes. Keeping one hand grasping Suguru's hips, Izuku licked his lips.

At times like this it was a very good thing to have the ability to conjure a mouth on any parts of his body. It made sex fun. Izuku took his sweet time torturing Suguru's dick. He was in full control of when Suguru may come, or may not come. The older teen couldn't exactly thrust his hips with Izuku holding it.

Taking the entirety of Suguru's dick was a chore at the start, with his jaws not used to the size but he managed it. Slowly he worked his way to the base, he gagged a little as the tip hit the back of his throat. He hummed letting the tip feel the vibration. Suguru's hips tried to thrust forward but it was a futile attempt. Each time Suguru was close to cumming, Izuku trailed kisses through the veiny cock as if it were a jewel.

"Izuku let me cum!" This was the first time Izuku saw Suguru so disheveled, so open, and he likes that. He likes the control Suguru gave him

Suguru's now throbbing cock rests on Izuku's face, "What's the magic word?"

"Izuku! Please! Let me cum!" Well he was truly desperate now.

Instead of taking Suguru's cock into his mouth, this time he conjured a mouth on his palm. He forcefully plunged Suguru's cock into the pseudo mouth, and the teen shot his release instantly. Suguru visibly spasms, Izuku could feel the cock in his pseudo mouth trembling as it spilled its content.

Suguru fell to the sofa as Izuku freed the teen's cock from his pseudo mouth. Suguru could barely keep his eyes open. His body felt soft like jelly, like his entire soul had been sucked dry by Izuku.

"You almost killed me." Suguru huffed.

Izuku rolled his eyes, "It's called giving blowjobs idiot." Why was he complaining again? He cummed didn't he? So he should've enjoyed that.

Izuku felt Satoru's ominous presence behind him. Without a second thought he told the white haired teen, "I only do blowjobs once a day," Izuku snickered when he noticed the painful tent straining against Satoru's pants, "you'll just have to handle that yourself."

When Sukuna's black lines recede, so do Yuuji's eyes turn into their original green. The two teen didn't bat an eye when they saw Yuuji's transformation, they're quite used to it by now with how many times Yuuji and Sukuna had merged together while they were training.

"Suguru!"

Suguru gave his companion a Cheshire grin, "Too bad, better luck next time Satoru."

It took one very cold shower to finally calm Satoru's not so little son, and a few hours of Suguru making sure that his dick wouldn't be cut off by Satoru before the three settled down to their usual routine of training.

Their training was usually a battle royale. The three were always tied in the end. But it was starting to grow plainly obvious that Satoru was stronger than Suguru, and Yuuji was stronger than Satoru. Yuuji knows that he needs to do something about Suguru's fighting style, and Suguru himself must've noticed it too.

The black haired teen mainly used his captured cursed spirits to fight, like a shikigami user. That, there, was the problem, shikigami users are well known to be terrible at close combat. So Yuuji proposed that Suguru learn hand-to-hand combat to cover his close range weakness. Also to pick up some cursed tools to use in battle. Preferably something that could boost Suguru's physical power.

That's how Yuuji ended up inviting the two teens to his house. It was obvious that Satoru was expecting a bigger house. Since he knows that Yuuji's father owns his own company, a large one at that. The teen wasn't expecting a normal looking house.

"Izuku, are you sure this is your house?"

"Yes, Satoru."

"Satoru, just because your family is filthy rich doesn't mean you need to rub it in everyone's faces."

"But Izuku is also filthy rich!"

"What do you mean?"

Suguru learned that Yuuji might actually rival Satoru when it comes to the position of "the filthiest! Richest! Idiot! Of them all". After realizing that Suguru was perhaps the poorest out of the three. They continued on as if the topic of money was never brought up in the first place.

Suguru was by no means poor by normal people's standards. His family was quite well off. But comparing himself with Satoru or Yuuji was like comparing the earth and heaven.

Currently the only one at home was Yuuji's older brother, Machia, and Kurogiri. For some odd reason today everyone in the house was acting strange.

Tomura was playing his games badly, by which he meant, his older brother's character kept on dying. Machia was extra clingy and kept on interrupting Yuuji when he tried to speak with either Satoru or Suguru. Then Kurogiri was down right… pranking the two teens. He'll actually teleport Suguru or Satoru to the other side of the room.

The whole experience was weird for Yuuji. He wondered what Satoru and Suguru had done to them.

But today Suguru and Satoru's purpose to visit Yuuji's house was not to play around. But to go to Yuuji's house basement and pick a cursed tool that Suguru could use.

Approximately three years ago after knowing that Yuuji could see cursed spirits, and after his parents found out that Yuuji had hoarded a bunch of cursed tools and objects. His father actually built a basement under their house for Yuuji to store all of his hoards of cursed tools.

Yuuji remembered thinking that it was weird how his father didn't think twice about making a weapon shed under their house. But now that he knows his father was a big bad villain, it made sense.

Ever since that charity event from three years ago, Yuki had been very kind as to notify Yuuji if there were any interesting cursed objects or tools he could buy. His father doesn't mind him buying all of those expensive cursed objects and tools. His father's assets were probably as high as mount Everest, so even if Yuuji spent like crazy his family would still have one hundred lifetimes worth of money.

Yuuji thought that it was best to give Suguru the three sectioned staff, Yuu-un. It's true that this weapon doesn't have a cursed technique imbued into it, but it amplifies the user's raw power. And Suguru's raw physical power was something no one should scoff at.

Satoru whistles, "I think even my family doesn't have this much cursed tools and objects in their warehouse."

"Really?" Yuuji blinked in surprise.

"Are you a weapons junkie Izuku?" Suguru asked, as he picked up a sword.

Yuuji scratched his head, "It's not about me being a weapons junkie. I bought these things because they'll come in handy later on."

Suguru ended up picking quite a few cursed tools for him to use in battle. Since there was no way that Suguru could've carried that many cursed tools on his person he put it inside of one of his cursed spirit's belly. That way there was no way he could've lost it.

When they went back upstairs his father and mother were back from their shopping trip. His father seemed to zeroed in on Suguru and Satoru, before his mother slapped the back of his father's head.

His mother gave Suguru and Satoru a warm smile, "It's been a while Satoru-kun, how is your father doing these days?"

"The same as always, still stuck with the same expression." Satoru was distracted by the cursed spirit standing behind Yuuji's father.

Then Yuuji's mother looked at Suguru, "And who is this?"

"Ah, my name is Getou Suguru. It's nice to meet you." As expected of Suguru he already won Yuuji's mother over. Even with a ridiculously strong cursed spirit standing behind Yuuji's father Suguru still acted as if he saw nothing.

"My, what a polite friend you have, Izuku." Yuuji was tempted to tell his mother that Suguru was totally not a good child.

His mother, being a mother, made Satoru and Suguru stay over for lunch. Yuuji noticed that Satoru and Suguru—although it wasn't as obvious with Suguru—were wary of the cursed spirit behind Yuuji's father. He told them that the cursed spirit was as good as a statue, as long as they don't poke it, it won't attack them. That calmed their nerves down a little.

Yuuji can't help but notice his father's Papa bear mode was on for some reason. So he kicked his father's leg from beneath the table while they were eating. But that didn't do the trick, "Dad stop it!" That put a damper over his father.

"I'm just protecting you from hungry wolves." His father mumbled.

The rest of the lunch went by without a hitch. He couldn't shake off the feeling of awkwardness inside the house so he dragged both Suguru and Satoru to train. They should test out how well Suguru could handle his weapons.

Suguru turned out to be a natural when it comes to handling the weapons he had picked. But it'll take some time for Suguru to get used to handling Yuu-un. Yuuji explicitly reminded Suguru that he could lose every other cursed tool he picked, but not Yuu-un. That cursed tool was too precious.

Then came Satoru's sudden question, "Izuku, are you going to enroll to Jujutsu high?"

"Why the sudden question?"

"Well, you've been exorcising cursed spirits anyway, why not be a Jujutsu Sorcerer?" Suguru asked back.

Sukuna's mouth made its appearence and answered before Yuuji could, "No thanks it's a pain to work with higher ups that doesn't know what it means to fuck off."

Yuuji smiled and pointed at Sukuna with his thumb, "What Sukuna said."

"Don't tell me you're planning to be a hero with those friends of yours." Satoru gagged as he mentioned heroes.

"Heroes huh…" Suguru's voice trailed dangerously.

Wait, we're these two also a hero haters? From their reaction alone that seemed to be the case here. Yuuji almost never mentioned the topics of heroics except for when Katsuki joined their training, along with Yaomomo.

"Our Papa is a villain, why would we want to be a hero?" What Sukuna said left Suguru and Satoru surprised.

"Villain?" The two teens asked in unison.

Yuuji explained, "That's right, my father is a villain. If I become a hero I'll have to fight him, and that's the last thing I want to happen."

Realization hits Satoru, "That explains the crazy strong cursed spirit tailing behind him. Your father must be a big time villain."

"And your brother, that misty butler of yours, and the giant man in the house. They're also villains?" Suguru asked.

"Yup pretty much."

"You're planning to be a villain too?" Suguru had an unreadable expression on.

"Who cares about being villains." Sukuna grumbled.

Yuuji, "What's a villain and a hero?"

Sukuna, "What's a Jujutsu Sorcerer?"

"In the end as long as we get to be with the ones we care about, everything doesn't matter." Yuuji and Sukuna seemed to overlap at this moment.

Yuuji noticed that Satoru and Suguru had fallen silent so he asked, breaking the silence, "That's right, why do the two of you hate heroes?"

Suguru grimaced when he heard Yuuji's question, "They're the bane of every sorcerers' existence."

"Not just the Jujutsu Sorcerer, the Curse User also hates their guts." Satoru pipped in.

"That's interesting." Sukuna remarked.

This was the first time Yuuji and Sukuna learned that sorcerers and heroes don't mix well. Sometimes sorcerers' jobs tend to make them cross paths with heroes. And almost all the time it always ended poorly, with the hero and sorcerer fighting.

It was actually something to be expected. A sorcerer's job is to exorcise cursed spirits. While a hero's fundamental job is to save. So, when kill meets save all, there is bound to be a fight.

It also doesn't help that cursed spirits couldn't be seen by normal people. It'll make the sorcerer look ridiculous to those who cannot see, fighting against air and all. Trying to explain to the more stubborn and hot headed heroes also became a chore for sorcerers.

Even though the Hero Public Safety Commission (HPSC) had explicitly warned the heroes from the moment they received their licence to leave the sorcerers be, and let them do their job. Not every single hero listened to what the HPSC tells them to do.

It's because some cursed spirits seemed like a person with a heteromorphic quirk. (How does these heroes see these cursed spirits? It's because they're in front of death's door. As some sort of final chance to run from danger, a person could see cursed spirits while they're on the verge of death.) Or the heroes are just trying to be heroes when they're not needed the most. It doesn't help that the HPSC doesn't punish those heroes that interfered with sorcerers.

Sorcerers and villains' relationships were much better. Depending on what type of person the villain is, they'll compromise with the sorcerers. As for the more hard headed villains they'll listen after the sorcerers let the villain try and take down the cursed spirit themselves. After the villain realizes that only sorcerers could take these cursed spirits down they'll back down and let the sorcerers do their work.

Except for the villains that live for battle. The sorcerers better off ignoring them and the cursed spirit temporarily. If a villain is a battle crazed idiot it means they're pretty strong.

"If you're lucky enough, you'll run into heroes who acknowledge the existence of cursed spirits. Even better when the heroes could see cursed spirits, they're practically a Window—those in charge of spotting cursed spirits, and always report back to Jujutsu Sorcerers for help." Suguru looked wistful. He must've wished that more heroes could see cursed spirits.

"All of the top ten heroes almost always had encountered cursed spirits once in their career." Satoru pointed out.

Suguru seemed to have remembered something, "Talking about top heroes, according to Yaga, the most cooperative hero is Endeavor."

"The dumpster fire?" Yuuji and Sukuna blurted out.

"I know, surprising right?" Satoru snickered when he saw Yuuji's reaction.

"Apparently it was because of Tsukumo Yuki. She's the other special grade sorcerer apart from me and Satoru."

"Yeah, I know her." Seeing Suguru confused, Yuuji explained that Yuki is a friend of Yuuji's father. And Yuki was the one who helped Yuuji collect and buy the many cursed tools and objects he owned.

Suguru looked impressed, "Huh, right. The story is that Tsukumo Yuki had dragged Endeavor into a fight against a special grade cursed spirit, it must've scared the hero or something. Since then Endeavor became very cooperative with sorcerers."

The special grade cursed spirit Yuki showed Endeavor must've been pretty strong for the man to be spooked. But it all ends well for the sorcerers now that Endeavor is more open to work with them.

"But All Might is still as annoying as ever." Satoru complained.

"Come now Satoru, we still have to thank All Might for keeping the peace." Suguru reminded.

Sukuna questioned, "Keeping the peace?" Then said, "All that man is, is a muscle head."

Suguru easily agreed, "That's not wrong." Then the teen explained, "But because of his existence as the Symbol of Peace Japan's crime rate is also lower. Which means there are less people stressed out."

"Ohh, less stress, less cursed spirits." Yuuji nodded.

"Doesn't change my perception of the man." Sukuna grumbled.

"Sameee!" Satoru sounded his agreement.

Yuuji/Izuku 14 years old

"Tomura, repeat that again." Yuuji must've heard it wrong.

Tomura grumbled, "I'm going to kill All Might."

"And how are you going to do it?" He really hoped his older brother didn't say what he heard.

"Kill him of course!" His older brother shouted.

Ugh, Yuuji could already feel the incoming headache. He sent his father a glare. The man was smiling while drinking his coffee. Where's Mama when you need her to drag his idiotic father by the ear. Kurogiri kept on wiping the plate over and over again. Machia… was doing what Machia does best. Being Machia.

Yuuji was so pissed off he and Sukuna merged. His tattoos appeared and his green eyes were mixed with red. Izuku stood before his older brother, "Listen here brat!" Izuku was sure that his father just choked on his coffee. The man deserved it!

"I'm telling you this because I goddamn care!" Izuku cracked his knuckles, "Your fucking plan sucks! All Might is already fifty five years old, he's bound to retire in the next five years. He has to! Why? Because he's fucking old! You can win without needing to fight him!"

"And what's the first plan you come up with? Kill him! Did you seriously think you could win against All Might? Even Papa, a century years old mummy,"

(Yuuji heard his father saying, "I'm still alive though…" In the background.)

"Couldn't beat All Might. Of course you can't! There's nothing wrong with admitting that you can't beat someone, Tomura." By the end of his speech Izuku was out of breath.

"...Then what should I do?" The older boy looked small.

Izuku sighed, "Why do you want to kill All Might in the first place?"

Izuku could see the gears in his older brother's brain begin to spin, but he still hasn't quite grasped the answer. Izuku sighed, "You wanted to kill All Might out of impulse right? I honestly have no idea what exactly happened before Papa picked you up, but your reasoning, your hate, and rage towards All Might came from there. My best guess is that you wanted to be a hero."

"Hah?!" His older brother looked pissed off.

"You can't hate something so much without loving them." When Izuku said this his older brother jumped from his seat.

"Tomura!" Kurogiri was about to open a portal but before he could do it, Izuku clasped his hands with Tomura's.

All five fingers of his older brother were touching his hand, but as Izuku had expected, it did nothing. Shock marred his brother's face, and he tried to pull his hands away, but Izuku kept his hold over his older brother's hand firmly. With a blank face he said, "Tomura you can't hate society and the heroes so much without loving them first. The society that rejects you. The heroes who never came. Let me ask you again, why do you want to kill All Might?"

His older brother finally answered him with conviction, "Everything seemed to be about All Might. All of those heroes, the npcs, they kept on calling All Might. All might this. All Might that! If I take down All Might, I'll also be taking down society. That's right! All your older brother wants is to take it all down Izuku! To destroy everything!"

Izuku couldn't help but smile and cheered, "Good!" That's it! "Now to answer your question. You have two options." Izuku lets go of his older brother's hand and showed him two fingers.

"One, is to play the short game. With the main goal of killing All Might. Which is near impossible for you." Tomura harrumphed when Izuku said this. "The second one is to play the long game. All Might may be the strongest man alive. The Symbol of Peace. But if the government and HPSC goes down, and society stops believing them…" He doesn't need to say it, Izuku was sure that his older brother understood this much.

"Society would crumble." As expected of his older brother he caught on quickly.

"Society's biggest poison is society itself!" Izuku pointed out.

"Gathering dirt about the government and HPSC. Then reveal it to the masses simultaneously." Tomura concluded.

Their father suddenly spoke, "Not simultaneously, one by one. The seed of doubt needs to be planted beforehand. Nurtured and they will blossom. If we reveal it all at once the public would plummet into chaos. But it's only a temporary chaos. If you want it to be a permanent effect, you'll have to do it gradually."

Tomura and Izuku shared a look. Then Tomura asked, "Don't tell me… Dad, were you planning to do that from the start?! And you didn't even tell me?"

"Well, if I told you right away you wouldn't learn from your mistake." Their father pointed out and said, "But if Izuku were the one who told you of your blunder, that's a whole different story."

"Papa! You set me up!" Izuku accused. "I'm telling Mama!"

"Wait, Izukuuu!!!

His father ended up sleeping on the couch for the night after Yuuji told his mother what his father had done. At least Machia kept him company in the night.

After the talk Tomura and their father began to lay out plans on how to take down society. Without killing All Might. Something tells Yuuji that the only reason his father decided not to fight All Might head on was because he found out the way to hurt All Might effectively. It is not to hurt the man himself, but to let the man see how helpless he actually was.

Yuuji went to the kombini (convenience store) to pick up some snacks before he headed off to Getou's place and that was when he saw the weirdest of things. He couldn't help but utter, "...Fushiguro?"

"What?" The bored looking man answered his call. The man was the spitting image of Fushiguro Megumi, his friend. There was a tiny scar on the corner of the man's lips.

Oh, and the man was carrying a child. At least three years old-ish, and well it was almost terrifying how the child looked like a younger version of Megumi.

Yuuji smiled sheepishly, "Sorry I mistook you for a friend of mine."

The man didn't give Yuuji another look as he carried his child and his shopping bag out of the kombini. Yuuji stared at the man's silhouette until he couldn't see the man anymore as he took a turn.

Sukuna, that's definitely Megumi right?

The cursed energy the child was emitting is the same.

So that was Megumi's dad.

He doesn't have any cursed energy.

Really?!

A reverse heavenly binding. It's pretty rare but not something the world hasn't seen.

I see…

Yuuji tossed the fact that he saw a baby Megumi to the back of his mind. It's been a while since he thought of his old world. Since he thought of Megumi. If someone were to ask him if he missed Megumi and Nobara, he'll answer a no. It's been so long, there wasn't even a single trace of feeling left in Yuuji of anything that has to do with his old world. All of those feelings had slowly faded away as he lived comfortably in this world. There was perhaps a sense of nostalgia at best.

Since Yuuji kept on coming into Suguru's apartment almost all the time he had a copy of Suguru's apartment keys. It'll be a pain for Yuuji to always knock on the door.

When Yuuji arrived in Suguru's apartment he was expecting to see the two teens on the verge of breaking into a fight. He definitely wasn't expecting the whole place to be quiet. There weren't some low muffled sensual grunts that came from the room. That means they're not having a dick fight.

Yuuji placed the bag of snacks on the kitchen counter and saw that both Satoru and Suguru were fast asleep. Satoru had occupied the entire sofa. While Suguru was sitting on the floor, back leaning onto the sofa. Suguru's head was falling forward, he'll have a sore neck by the time he wakes. This was the first time he saw both of them knocked out.

They're like harmless little kittens. Sukuna chackled.

It's pretty rare to see them both sleeping. Well, the Jujutsu higher ups had been working these two to the bones ever since their second year began. According to the two, the number of cursed spirits around Japan began to increase. What caused the increase in cursed spirits population was still a mystery. But Yuuji never noticed a lot of cursed spirits running around Musutafu for some reason.

It's probably thanks to that cursed spirit following our father around. Sukuna pointed out.

Right, fight poison with poison. But how does Papa's cursed spirit manage to lower down the number of cursed spirits in Musutafu?

That cursed spirit's power is now equal to nineteen of my fingers.

It ranked up?! It does make sense. If I'm not wrong Sukuna, when you stayed in a town once before you were sealed no cursed spirits dared to come near you. Except the idiotic grade four cursed spirits with no brains.

It's a good thing that our father is almost always home.

At this point Yuuji thinks that his father was truly some sort of Papa bear. Just because having his father around means having the cursed spirit around. Which in turns wards off strong cursed spirits.

Yuuji snatched a pillow from the bedroom and placed it on the carpet. Although it was a carpet, it was really soft. Soft enough to let someone sleep on it for the entire night comfortably. Yuuji knew since he had slept on it till morning. (His parents were worried that he didn't come home that night.)

He carefully moved Suguru's head onto the pillow, remembering to untie the teens hair. Yuuji was impressed that Satoru and Suguru were heavy sleepers. Despite the two working on a very dangerous line of work. You'd expect them to be light sleeper.

But it was fine being a heavy sleeper here. Here was the safest place they could ever be. Yuuji laid down next to Suguru and before he knew it he was fast asleep.