[Jjk] Existence: Book 1 [Balancer]

Chapter 1 Naming a Stray Without Common Sense

Trivia #1: When the author says the OC has no common sense, she means it.

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The unnamed girl merely raised an eyebrow at the laughing Satoru, confused at what he found funny in this situation. His laughter died down when Suguru elbowed him with an eyebrow raised, silently asking him how they were going to deal with this. Hands nonchalantly in his pockets, Satoru motioned to the Special Grade Curse beside the girl. “Say girlie, do you know what that is?”

Opalescent gray hues stared at the two taller men without interest, wariness slowly began to creep in her gaze at the tone they were using. “She’s a curse, her name is Amanozako.”

“Then do you know who we are?” It was Suguru who asked her this time, clearly calmer than the whitette beside him. Satoru eyed the noirette carefully, noting the tremendous amount of Curse Energy she had. One would think that she was a skilled Curse User since she wasn't listed in the Sorcerers registry, but both Sorcerers knew better. She was far too amateur-ish for that.

“...Sorcerers, I’m guessing.”

"Correct~" Satoru said in a singsong tone as he clapped his hands at her reply, almost as if praising a child who answered correctly on an exam.

His next words however, had the girl tensing up in apprehension as his attitude flipped. The once playful behavior turned to a cold emotionless gaze as he pointed at Amanozako. "Then you know what we're supposed to do with Curses like that, right?"

Without further ado the girl immediately straightened up, fists out and ready to fight as she stepped in front of the Curse who protected her. She had no intention of letting someone who protected her to be hurt right in front of her. Yet the only sensation she could feel as she moved was her breath being taken away, a numbing pain spreading through her chest. Blood slowly trickled down her lips, the surroundings around her seemingly fuzzy as she staggered on her feet. She struggled to breathe and stand properly but glared at the two Sorcerers nonetheless, platinum orbs glinting like the sharpest blades.

"If you dare to hurt her… I'll kill you." The last thing she could remember was her knees buckling, her strength giving up on her. She would've fallen to the ground if it wasn't for the strong yet gentle hands catching her. Amanozako screeched as its creator passed out, unwillingly fading away into a mark encircling its creator's neck despite its want to heal her.

Satoru whistled playfully in awe, noting how the Curse couldn't manifest itself in existence once the unnamed girl lost consciousness. Brushing away her hair, he stared at the girl in his arms with burning curiosity. Her exposed neck was encircled by two black lines resembling tattoos. Her breathing was ragged, complexion a pale white and scrunched up in pain. They both knew the girl needed treatment soon.

The Gojo heir glanced at his best friend, his cerulean blue eyes sparkling brightly as a ridiculous thought came into his mind. "Can we take her in—?!"

"She's not a stray Satoru." The ravenette facepalmed at his best friend's exclamation, glancing at the girl as he wondered why the Curse was protecting her. They've only arrived moments ago and they had no way to know what happened beforehand. All Satoru could see with his Six Eyes was the sudden increase of Curse Energy, shooting off of the charts and enveloping the whole forest like a curtain. A curtain thick enough that the Six Eyes couldn't even see what was happening in it.

They were clueless of what this girl had done, but understood that she had massive Curse Energy and the Curse that was protecting her also killed the Amakiri Curse they were supposed to exorcise. A pity since he was thinking of absorbing the Special Grade Curse and adding it into his arsenal. Though that aside, they'd have to take her back to the Tokyo Prefectural Jujutsu High School to get an explanation, otherwise she might just be plastered a bounty as a Curse User.