The Cursed Spirit Who Loves Me (Jujutsu Kaisen X Male Reader)

Chapter 18 - Scramble!

Flames scorched the world, the dead were piled up in masses, and the water ran red with blood. But, at the centre, one demonic being sat on their throne of bone and death, a crown made of blood. That Cursed Spirit was you. You tore through Europe and brought humanity to its knees before you were sealed away and sealed away in a box, a box of secrets, a box of lies, a box of truths.

Flames scorched Shibuya, the dead were piled up in masses, the Jujuatsu Sorcerers were dead, and the water ran red with blood. This is how we started this story, and this is how it ends. The box is open; chaos has risen, and silence will fall. There's no going back, no re-write, no reboot. This is where your story has been going ever since your Father's death.

No more Humans, no more Cursed Spirits. No. More.

Three hours before the end of the world.

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The train ride was a little cramped. I was leaning against the doors pressed by the crowd, my phone against my ear, talking to DK. "I'm serious. It's alright, DK. This really isn't a big deal."

"Aww, come on, you're making me feel bad; I can be with you with a snap of your fingers. We can spend Halloween together; I heard there's a really cool haunted house in Shinjuku."

I could only laugh, getting looks from a few people as I began speaking quieter, forgetting talking on the phone on a train is rude in Japan. "Seriously, you have fun with Miwa; I'm glad you're making friends. I wasn't expecting it to be with her, of all people. But nothing makes me happier than knowing the fact you've got someone apart from me."

"Yeah... But I already miss you."

"I miss you too, DK," I whisper.

"The next stop is Shibuya, the next stop is Shibuya."

"What do you two have planned tonight?"

DK began getting really excited and babbling. "I have convinced Miwa to go trick-or-treating with me. Mai says I'm too old. I mean, I'm only 675 years old. When do you decide just to stop? After, we're going to watch scary movies and do our nails."

"Sounds like quite the night; you're making me jealous," I respond, checking my watch. "Promise you won't be too much of a hassle for Miwa now?"

"Ha! Just who do you think you're talking to? I am the great DK. I can be very kind and thoughtful. Kasumi is my friend, and I wouldn't hurt her—too much."

"It's a start. My stop is coming up soon."

"Oh yeah? What are you up to tonight?"

I move slightly, trying to get comfortable. "I'm checking out Shibuya; I heard it's quite the show on Halloween night. I was going to invite the others, but I decided just to go solo on this one. Doubt I'll be there long; nothing will probably happen anyway."

"If you say so... Keep me posted, and send me lots of pics! Oh, and no hooking up with any girls! You he-hea-hea-hea-." I looked at my phone, confused as the signal cut out. I knew I was underground, but I had a decent connection with it all this time.

"DK, DK, can you hear me? Hello? Man, seriously?" I sighed, checking the time, and saw it was 7 pm. I put my phone away, grumbling. "I'll text her when we get up."

A girl, maybe a few years older, looked at me with a smile. "Was that your girlfriend?"

"Huh? Umm, yeah? Girlfriend? I think she's my girlfriend."

This got a laugh. "Think, I sure hope you know if she's your girlfriend or not."

I only chuckled back, giving it some thought, staring at the girl a bit flustered. She had short jet-black hair curled at the end with brown eyes. She was wearing a Godzilla costume and holding her tail, which had clearly been stomped all over.