The vibrant aroma of sugar and chocolate filled the air as Satoru and Suguru stood in front of a towering display of colorful candies. Their excited chatter blended with the soft jingles of the candy store's background music.
"Suguru, you have to try this! It's amazing!" Satoru declared, practically bouncing on his feet as he pointed to a selection of rainbow-colored gummies stacked neatly in glass jars.
Suguru hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Okay..." he said, his voice quiet but curious.
Satoru grabbed a handful of candies and shoved one into Suguru's palm. Suguru inspected it briefly before popping it into his mouth.
A moment of silence passed.
Then—
Suguru's eyes sparkled with pure delight. "Yum!" he exclaimed, his expression lighting up like a child who had just discovered the wonders of sugar for the first time.
Satoru grinned triumphantly. "See? Told ya!"
Across the store, Seijuro and Toji stood near the entrance, watching the interaction unfold from a distance.
The store itself was small but lively, filled with the soft hum of a chocolate fountain and the faint rustling of candy bags being stocked. Rows of neatly arranged confections lined the shelves, from traditional wagashi to imported Western sweets.
Toji, standing with his arms crossed, eyed the two kids with a smirk. "Looks like they're getting along."
Seijuro nodded, his gaze lingering on Satoru's beaming face. "Yeah... looks like he just made his first friend the same age as him."
A quiet sense of relief settled in his chest. For all of Satoru's strength, he was still just a kid—a lonely one. Seeing him bond with Suguru so effortlessly... it was reassuring.
But more than that, Seijuro knew this moment was crucial. This was the start of a different future.
'This is my chance... my chance to stop what happened in the manga.' Seijuro's crimson eyes darkened slightly at the thought.
Toji, noticing the shift in his demeanor, raised an eyebrow. "Oi. You look like you're scheming something."
Seijuro smirked. "I'm always scheming something."
Toji huffed out a laugh but then tilted his head slightly. "You know, the higher-ups are gonna flip out when they realize you didn't put up a curtain earlier."
Seijuro let out a deep groan, rubbing his temples. "Ugh... I know."
Toji grinned. "Would've been fun to watch their reaction, though."
Seijuro scoffed, crossing his arms. "Too bad I had my servants handle it before things got out of control."
He had already made a quick call to his information network, instructing them to pose as police officers to calm down any witnesses near the abandoned pizzeria. The last thing he needed was a public panic over a 'ghost-infested' location.
Toji chuckled. "Tch. You're no fun."
Seijuro smirked. "Be grateful. If I left it alone, we'd be drowning in complaints and red tape."
Toji shrugged. "Yeah, yeah. Still, I bet the old geezers are losing their minds right now."
Seijuro sighed, but his gaze drifted back toward Satoru and Suguru, who were now arguing over which candy was the best.
A small smile tugged at his lips.
This time... he was going to make sure things were different.
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Transmigrated As Satoru's Father (A Jujutsu Kaisen Fanfiction)
FanfictionAfter a tragic encounter with robbers, David, a devoted single father, finds himself unexpectedly transported into Jujutsu Kaisen. Now inhabiting the role of Seijuro Gojo-the mysterious, previously unmentioned father of Satoru Gojo-David possesses c...