Jujutsu Kaisen: Nah I'd Adapt

Bath

[Author Note]

Disc: HrPrTeam

Little longer chapter since I just kept writing.

Yorozu is what Mai should've been since Maki had an op HR.

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Naohiro

Of course, pinpointing a presence as weak as Tsumiki would be near impossible, especially since Kenjaku is the one behind it.

He isn't stupid.

Since he knows that I have some tracking ability, he would have countermeasures since Tsumiki is related to the Zenin.

With how it's looking, Gojo isn't going to be able to find her either.

Damnit.

I got too comfortable. Ever since I got out of the box, I felt invincible.

While I had gotten stronger, I forgot the important things that I needed to keep track of.

Without Uraume, Sukuna's revival could be halted, but with a fanatic like Yorozu working with him, he could start to make more aggressive moves.

Tsumiki is only nine right now, so there are going to be complications with her vessel.

My eyes widened, and I mumbled. "The [Bath]."

I looked up and yelled at Gojo. "SATORU, I MIGHT KNOW WHERE THEY'RE GOING!"

The [Bath] can't be prepared extremely quickly, so Uraume made the necessary preparations early. Yorozu and Kenjaku might show up to get a better hold of her body.

Gojo floats down. "Nothin, where is it?"

I snap out of my thoughts. "Uraume was making a ritual for Sukuna called The [Bath]. It is supposed to help gain better control of vessels. If Kenjaku incarnated a sorcerer in her body, then they will most likely go there."

He tilts his head to the side. "Do you know where a [Bath] is?"

I smirk. "I stumbled upon one when ripping apart Uraume."

Gojo pondered for a moment. "Alright, you lead the way. Any idea what kind of sorcerer he brought back?"

I sigh. "*Sigh* Most likely one infatuated with Sukuna to help Kenjaku revive him."

Yorozu is the definition of a yandere. Arguably more of a freak than Uraume.

Even if they aren't going to Uraume's ritual site, it'll be a good idea to show it to Gojo in case another incarnated sorcerer needs better control over their vessel.

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After returning to the ritual site, we walk through the front door. Where Uraume once was, the tile still has red stains.

In the middle of the room lies a black pool of poison, cursed spirits, and cursed energy.

Looking over to Gojo, his eyes widened. "What kind of joke of a bath is that?"

I huff a laugh. "One that isn't meant for recreation."

Just then, a hand pops out of the bath, and a voice screams out. "HELP ME!"

Gojo's eyes widened, and he started to move, but I held him back. "Tsumiki?"

I went to the bath and sat a few feet away, not saying a word.

A face popped above the bath, and the voice spoke up again. "NAOHIRO, GOJO, PLEASE!"

My eyes narrowed. "Get out. We have a few questions for you, sorcerer."