GLASS BEAD [JUJUTSU KAISEN X OC]

EP 29 - Subjective Discourse

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EP 29

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"So even the curse user didn't know about the corpsed table." Unrelieved by the new knowledge. "How tiresome." Her neck crackled; she was stiff for too long.

Following the excruciatingly harrowing death of Akako Kaka, Yuri only saw a worry-filled face from her partner. "What's wrong, Nori-kun?" Suddenly being struck in a tight-filled embrace, with a palpitating beat in his heart as he let out a hesitant breath. Disregarding the lack of a corpse with a blown of head in the room as blood seemed to stain in it's place still.

"You," he only seemed to repeat like a broken record. She only patted him like a child who had just reunited with their mother. Expected details seemed to miss like sogging shoulders, softened sniffles and pained cries. She could only evaluate it as something he had bottled up.

'Worry' was it?

"Let's go back to campus shall we?" She calmly brought him away from the blood-riddled reality that happened and to his own room. And he quickly was tucked in his single sized bed with his comforter on.

"What about the corpse? The report?" he mumbled.

Pointing at herself, "I'll do that. Take some more sleep. I'll text Utahime-sensei the details." She then waved one last time, "Bye Bye, Nori-kun. Sleep well."

By the time she left, he finally registered something else. "'Nori-kun'?" Checking the day, it was June 4th. Was he supposed to doubt this feeling? She didn't forget right? Then again, he can't get his hopes up due to her tight schedule.

Plus, a simple question plagued his mind as well.

What did she do to Akako Kaka?

And since when did he have a bandage on his wrist?

His vision turned to spotless nothingness.

Sketched out was a simplistic greeting between families with a petit silhouette of a woman and an older boy with a flour sack over his head striking discourse amongst the servants. They carried this atmosphere filled with lust for carnage. After all, they were curse users. Vile. Although... when a child around his age caught their attention pointing towards the outside, they immediately kept her entertained instead. Seemingly changing their attitude into your typical doting uncles and aunties.

"Yuu-tan," pinching on her cheek. "We're here on business," caused the young girl to whine. "Better behaviour will you?"

"But Saki-chan's doing all that!"

The one with the flour sack head simply shook their head taking out some shortbread cookies. She immediately snatched it away.

"Remember Yuu-tan, you're not supposed to be here."

"But this is the last time I'll see you both since... yeah!" She argued, receiving a ruffled head.

"M'kay Yuu-tan. You get the one-time use leaving family pass."

Now that he thought about it... that was her. They had met once before.

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"Brain Death?" She only shrugged it off. "Isn't that too harsh?"

"No," as a matter of fact; "She declined joining the Ohara family."

The sunglasses wearing principal forgot about that clause between Jujutsu Headquarters and the Ohara Estate. From their original goal of nurturing those with occular cursed techniques... if they found a curse user with an occular or sight-based technique, the curse user could be naturalised into the family if they chose to. Otherwise they received 'Brain Death': in which a glass bead gets formed within the brain before exploding with cursed energy. Scientifically speaking, this alone proved to be torture as it leads to intracranial pressure (likely to cause death) without the bursting spectacle. It was an effective method for execution so to speak. The 3rd rendition of 'Brain Death'. Vague in details, it was common practice among the Oharas. With the first rendition much more brutal compared to the second.