Jujutsu Kaisen: Nah I'd Adapt

Modulo: Chapter 5

The area was silent, the only sound the light tap of shoes on concrete, despite the bustling city around. It turns out that it is only silent for a single individual. The owner of those shoes, the man walking down the street, was covered by a large jacket that obscured his face.

Under the hood of the jacket, one would see a youthful face—one that contained no blemishes, the edges of his white hair peeking out. However, even though his suspicious appearance would draw the eyes of the crowd around him, it was as if he didn't exist. People simply walked by, not noticing his presence at all.

After a few minutes of walking, the people around him suddenly vanished, causing the man to turn to the right. "So, this is where it's at." He spoke out loud, but walked straight through the building like a specter. "It's in here." The wall turned out to be a barrier concealing the area behind it.

It didn't take long for the man to find the source of the anomaly he sensed. He walked a few more steps before standing in front of a large garage door. Grabbing the bottom and opening it, he saw an unconscious teenager with a battered and bruised man next to him, also unconscious.

Pulling down his hood revealed a familiar face. 'What an interesting twist of fate.' Yuji Itadori looked at the young Zenin on the ground and smiled. He had long since been aware of the Zenin. He was the grandchild of Naohiro Zenin. It would be strange not to take notice of such individuals.

Yuji walked over to Naoto, shrugged, and used his right arm to pick him up like a sack of potatoes. 'Is this what Naohiro felt like when he kidnapped Megumi? Oh, that's right.' Glancing at the beaten curse user, Yuji grabbed Naoto's wrist and tapped on it a few times, alerting the authorities to their current position, before leaving the garage.

It is even stranger that someone would be carrying an unconscious teenager. Still, the passersby didn't seem to notice Yuji or Naoto, even though he was carrying Naoto on his shoulder. Yuji pondered for a moment. 'How should I make it up to Choso? He just finished dinner. Feel kinda bad that I bailed on him.'

While he was lost in his thoughts, he suddenly stopped and turned around as he felt an unfamiliar aura appear. Yuji knows the signatures of every human in Japan, which is why he immediately took notice. It would usually not be a big deal since children being born would naturally have an unfamiliar signature, but the one Yuji sensed wasn't human.

Every race's aura has different 'vibes' or 'feelings', which can allow him to distinguish animals and curses from humans. The aura signature didn't match any of the current denizens of Japan.

However, he had a small smile when the unfamiliar presence started walking down the street. The visitor had blonde hair and a patch on his forehead, and his face was obviously distressed.

To the surprise of Yuji, the visitor's eyes widened when he saw the man in front of him carrying an unconscious teenager. 'So, he can see me. I guess it makes sense if he's a Simurian since my barrier is tailored toward humans. Looks like his third eye can see through my concealment.' Instead of talking or moving, the two stared at one another.

After a few seconds, Yuji turned back around and kept walking back toward the Tombs of the Star, not without Naoto and a smile on his face. 'I have a feeling things are gonna get fun real soon.' As he kept walking, the visitor noticed that after Yuji entered the crowd, he and Naoto vanished.

The visitor Cross's expression darkened. 'So they have warriors on that level. I would be helpless if I fought against him. It looks like scouting the Earthlings was the correct play. I'll report to Dabura when I get back.' Instead of staying any longer with the threat of Yuji Itadori, Cross started heading back toward the woods to teleport back to the Simurian ship.