"Forever" | Jujutsu Kaisen | Gojo x Reader

Chapter 18: New beginning

"Who passed away?"

Gojo was sitting on a bench with Itadori in front of a crematorium. 

"My grandfather. Although he was more like a father to me." the boy answers.

"I see. Sorry it had to happen at a time like this." the white-haired man says before pausing for a little. "So, have you decided what you want to do?"

"Are casualties like this from curses pretty common?"

"This one was a rather exceptional case, but in terms of damage, it happens all the time. It's a good night when someone dies a normal death after encountering a curse. Finding a body that was torn to pieces is one of the better outcomes.

He glances at Itadori's expression.

"One of my colleagues, a friend, lost her parent because of one." he continues. "So if you plan to hunt down Sukuna, you're gonna witness some brutal stuff. And I can't guarantee you won't end up that way yourself. So, I guess you can choose which hell you want."

......

"If all the parts of Sukuna were gone, would it really help?" Itadori asks, picking his grandfather's bones out of a pile of ashes. "Would fewer people be getting harmed by curses?"

"Yes, of course." Gojo answers.

The younger boy stays silent for a bit, as though deep in thought.

"So have you got that finger?"

The blindfolded man smiles, handing it to him.

"Looking at it again here in broad daylight, it's pretty disgusting." the pink-haired boy remarks before eating it. 

He managed to suppress Sukuna again, keeping control of his body.

"It's not just a physical tolerance that he has, he can fight off Sukuna's attempts to take over. Haven't seen someone with talent like this in a thousand years" Gojo thinks, a smirk on his face.

Itadori voices how he was on board and would eat every part of Sukuna, causing the white-haired man to grin.

"Make sure you're packed by the end of the day then." he says.

"Am I going somewhere?"

"Tokyo." a dark-haired boy replies as a door slides open.

"Fushiguro! Looking good brother!"

"You think this is looking good?" he says, pointing at the bandage on his head. "Anyway, here's the deal-"

"You're going to Jujutsu High!" (Y/N) interrupts cheerfully, walking into view and leaning on Fushiguro. "A school for jujutsu sorcerers, the one Megumi here attends."

"It's you!" Itadori exclaims again. "I saw you at the hospital!"

"Yes, you did!"

"You saw her before that." the dark-haired boy remarks.

"Oh don't be like that." (Y/N) smiles. "He was focused on you and your great teacher."

"Your good-looking teacher." Gojo corrects. 

"Anyways, Tokyo Metropolitan Technical High School!" the (H/C)-haired girl says.

"By the way, you'll be one of only three first-years there." the blindfolded man informs in an equally cheerful voice.

"Only three?!"

......

"This is really deep in the mountains, are we still even in Tokyo?" Itadori asks.