Jujutsu Kaisen X OC (The Red String of Fate)

Rock, Papers, Scissors

Author's Note: Certain elements may seem disconnected from the previous chapter, but I encourage you to enjoy nonetheless.

Normal POV

Satoru Gojo has been sealed, Sadako has disappeared, and Inari lies unconscious, leaving Yuji Itadori to bear the burden of delivering the grim news to his comrades in Shibuya. 

With disaster looming on a national scale, the jujutsu sorcerers must unite to rescue their comrade and prevent further catastrophe.

"Now we can't use this anymore, right?" Mahito's voice cut through the tense atmosphere as he examined the now dormant prism realm.

"Indeed. Unless the man inside chooses to end his own life, it's effectively unusable," Geto replied, his arm already beginning to heal from Inari's earlier attack.

"Lame," Mahito muttered, frustrated as he glanced around at their motley group.

As Inari stirred uncomfortably in the arms of their enemy, Geto turned his attention to the task at hand. "So, who's going to take care of her?" he asked, gesturing towards the unconscious girl.

"I don't like her," Choso was quick to voice his disapproval. 

"Nor do I," Mahito agreed, his expression sour.

Geto sighed, acknowledging their sentiments. "Honestly, neither do I... I prefer Sadako not the brat version of her," he admitted reluctantly.

All eyes turned to Jogo, who bristled at the implication. "And you think I do?!" he snapped, annoyance clear in his tone.

"Let's settle this like adults. Rock, paper, scissors," Mahito suggested amused.

Reluctantly, they all agreed, their hands forming the familiar shapes in the air. But when the dust settled, it was Jogo who found himself on the losing end.

"F*ck!" Jogo cursed under his breath as he hoisted the unconscious Inari onto his shoulder.

Grumbling under his breath, Jogo begrudgingly accepted his fate, knowing that there was no escaping his responsibility in caring for their unexpected guest. 

"Alright, for our next...---"

Suddenly the Prison Realm suddenly surged with immense weight, breaking free from Pseudo-Geto's grasp and crashing onto the ground with a resounding impact, creating a small crater.

"I can't believe this guy!" Geto exclaimed frustrated as he surveyed the scene.

"Looks like time isn't passing inside here," Gojo remarked calmly from within the dimension, surrounded by hundreds of skeletons as he lay with his blindfold.

"Man, I screwed up bad. Well, it'll all work out somehow. I'm counting on you, everyone," Gojo's voice echoed with a mix of regret and trust in his allies.

"What's this? What's going on?" Jojo asked, his confusion mirroring that of the others.

"The Prison Realm still hasn't finished processing all of the information of Satoru Gojo. We won't be able to move it for a while," Geto explained with his brows furrowed 

As another of Mechamaru's communication devices observed the scene, Mahito noticed it and swiftly destroyed it, realizing that their opponents were now aware of their plan.

9:38 PM

"Itadori, good news!" Mechamaru's voice crackled through the communication device, reaching Itadori as he rushed through the inner barrier to inform the others about Gojo and Inari.

"Huh?" Itadori continued running as he listened to Mechamaru's update.

"Inari's knocked out, but... They can't move Gojo from where he was sealed on floor B,"