The Anomaly || JJK

Chapter 11: Thunderclap

You still have no idea whether the man is okay.

Instead, he's decided that you are his enemy, about approximately 3 seconds after you asked him that question. You have no idea why, but you don't exactly have the time to think about it either as he pounces at you, his hands pressed together in front of him as he sends a fierce line of blood your way.

You dodge just at the last second, the attack only snagging very few hairs. But then-

Wait-

Blood?

You know that technique.

" Wait! What's your name?"

He narrows his eyes at you, glaring as he huffs. His attack doesn't stop, and instead, he sends multiple blood missiles your way.

" Kamo Choso. What's it to you?"

You raise both your hands, your technique overpowering his own. At once, the blood missiles stop midair.

This was the very reason why the Kamo clan disliked you. Not only did your mother marry an outsider, she also gave birth to someone who could nullify their preciously honored technique.

You don't know a Choso. Perhaps he was only in this universe, and not your own.

Choso's eyes widen, taken by surprise, before they narrow again into a glare.

" What's your technique?"

" Wouldn't you like to know? Don't bother fighting me. This is a fight you will not be able to win."

You glare right back at him, your warning very much a statement. You ready your stance, holding his blood missiles in place for now.

He grits his teeth, the mark on his face tightening up, elongating into a thin, dotted line.

He doesn't say anything after that, instead charging at you to face you in hand to hand combat. You don't back down, reshaping his blood in a circle around you, you send it straight back at him. Granted, the circle was thin, but it was enough to catch him off guard.

Meanwhile Choso is completely confused. He hopes he isn't showing it too obviously ( and it's working, you have no idea that you've completely caught him off guard.) Although he has never run into other sorcerers who can use blood manipulation, he's sure that they shouldn't be able to use his blood. It's weird, considering you seem to be able to. He's trying to puzzle together the pieces of your technique, trying to figure out how you manage to control his blood.

However, Choso has not met many sorcerers, and doesn't have the needed knowledge of the water skins resting on her hips to be able to connect that your technique is something related to water. And as long as you won't use it, he'll never know.

Soon enough, he's onto you, throwing punch after punch. He's quick, nearly as quick as the Sukuna you're familiar with. Meanwhile you keep 'dancing' around him, your body following his movements fluidly. It's like you're his shadow. You're there, but he's unable to land a hit on you just yet.

Gritting his teeth at the challenge, he narrows his eyes at you, studying your physical features.

" What's your name?"

The question catches you off guard for some reason, your millisecond lag of response giving him the opportunity to land a good punch in your face. You cringe as you hear your nose crack.

Fuck, he's stronger than you expected. He definitely just broke your nose. He doesn't understand your technique, so it's best to heal it later.

Blood trickles down your nose as you grumble and get up, wiping your sleeve against your nose. The bleeding doesn't stop, but you choose not to pay too much attention to it.