Japan
In a Japanese-style room.
"Damn it!"
"Jujutsu Kaisen, you've outdone yourself!"
"Gojo Satoru being cut in half was crazy enough, but now he's being piloted as a Gundam? What kind of Bu**sh*t is this?!"
Waking up, Natsuki Riu slammed the table in anger!
Moments ago, he passed out from rage after reading Jujutsu Kaisen. The manga's content was so absurd that it defied all logic!
A battle between Sukuna piloting Fushiguro Megumi and Okkotsu Yuta piloting Gojo Satoru, who comes up with such an outlandish plot? Has Jujutsu Kaisen turned into Evangelion?
"Phew…"
"Huh?"
After calming down, he realized something was wrong. The room's decorations were entirely unfamiliar.
Looking around, Natsuki Riu froze.
"Where the hell am I?"
Didn't he just pass out from anger while reading the manga? How did his entire house change?
As he stood dumbfounded, strange noises came from the adjacent room.
"Ahh! Pfft! Pfft!"
The desperate screams of a woman mixed with the sound of liquid splashing.
"Is this… coming from the next room?"
Although Natsuki Riu had watched countless "educational videos," he wasn't a fool.
Who makes this much noise in bed?
At that moment, a cold mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
[Ding! Loading complete. Congratulations to the host for activating the Life Choice System.]
[Ding! Your first life choice has been unlocked.]
Task Option 1: As a transmigrator, fear nothing! Engage in a barehanded fight with the Level 3 artificial cursed spirit breaking through the wall!
Reward: Eight Gates of Dunjia!
Task Option 2: Use love to reform the incoming cursed spirit.
Reward: Shadow Clone Jutsu!
Task Option 3: Have a passionate eye contact with Gojo Satoru, who is about to arrive.
Reward: Mangekyō Sharingan (Kamui)!
Such explosive information left Natsuki Riu frozen in place.
It seemed he had transmigrated… and landed in the world of Jujutsu Kaisen!
And the noises next door? Clearly the work of a cursed spirit! His turn was coming next!
Looking at the absurd choices, Natsuki Riu felt like a thousand wild horses were stampeding through his heart!
"System, are you kidding me? Fight a cursed spirit barehanded?"
"The second option is even worse! Reform it with love? Can love even work on cursed spirits?"
He immediately dismissed the first two options.
Thankfully, there was a third option. Although it was a bit… strange, it was undoubtedly the best choice.
And the reward? The Mangekyō Sharingan!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The plain wall began to tremble with loud booms, as if someone was hammering it with a giant mallet. The whole room shook!
Natsuki Riu's heart raced as he backed up to the door handle, staring at the bulging wall.
He was gambling.
Three seconds. He'd give it three seconds.
If Gojo Satoru didn't arrive by then, he was shutting the door and running!
Life is precious—who knew if Gojo could arrive in time?
Natsuki Riu didn't believe for a second that he could take on a cursed spirit barehanded. Even Mike Tyson would kneel, right?
Boom—!!
With tremendous force, the wall exploded, and a grotesque monster with a twisted face burst through.
A human-faced, insect-bodied creature covered in blood-red eyeballs clawed its way through the rubble. Its massive mouth dropped disgusting pus onto the floor!
Drip… Drip…
The wooden floor was corroded into pits of varying sizes!
A foul stench filled the air, making him gag.
"Don't go… play with me… you're not allowed to leave!"
The eerie voice, like several children speaking at once, made Natsuki Riu's scalp tingle!
In the adjacent room, the place was a mess. In a pool of blood lay a corpse, already mangled beyond recognition. Its wide-open eyes had lost all focus.
Everything before him struck Natsuki Riu's heart like a hammer.
"Sorry, you're too ugly. Even a dog would shake its head."
As Natsuki Riu tried to lock the door and flee…
Crash!
The window shattered, and a tall figure burst in.
The newcomer had silver-white hair, a confident smile, and a tall, lean build. He was dressed in a black jujutsu uniform—simple yet elegant.
In his hand, he held a box of Sendai's specialty, Kiku Fuku.
"Sumimasen (Sorry), I'm late."
With that, Gojo Satoru instantly teleported to the cursed spirit and, with a single Hollow Purple, reduced it to ashes.
Natsuki Riu sighed internally. As expected, he was still the same sweet-loving man.
Sigh, tortured souls really do love sweets…
With the danger cleared, Natsuki Riu sat back down in the room, propping his chin up and sneaking a glance at Gojo.
He was pondering how to get Gojo to take off his blindfold.
After all, how could he have a heartfelt eye contact with the Six Eyes through the blindfold?
Forget about heartfelt.
Gojo raised an eyebrow and bent down to examine Natsuki Riu. "Hmm? Interesting. Not only do you naturally have cursed energy, but there's also an aura around you that I can't see through."
Even Gojo's Six Eyes couldn't see through it—it was as if Natsuki Riu was surrounded by a dense fog.
Looking at the man in front of him, who was three times more handsome than himself, Gojo's interest was piqued.
Natsuki Riu knew what Gojo couldn't see through was his system.
Though Gojo was strong, it was impossible for him to see through the system.
"Are you interested in becoming a jujutsu sorcerer? The kind that beats up cursed spirits, like you just saw."
Faced with this sudden question, Natsuki Riu smiled.
Wasn't this the perfect excuse for eye contact with the Six Eyes?
Natsuki Riu feigned ignorance, doing his best to appear clueless.
Gojo Satoru raised a finger. "Let's start with that cursed spirit from earlier. They're born from negative emotions—grief, regret, humiliation, fear—all of those create them."
Although Natsuki already knew this, he listened attentively without revealing anything.
…
After a thorough explanation, Gojo spun around dramatically and smiled. "So? Interested yet? It's a little dangerous, but hey, free food and lodging!"
Natsuki's lips twitched.
"A little dangerous?" he thought. If I remember correctly, almost everyone dies later in the story…
"My grandma always told me," Natsuki began with mock sincerity, "that you can tell if someone's lying by looking into their eyes."
Feigning seriousness, he added, "So let me check."
Gojo Satoru chuckled. "Alright, but after you're done looking, you're coming with me."
Gojo knew full well that his blindfolded appearance might raise suspicion.
After some deliberation, Gojo skillfully removed his blindfold, revealing his dazzling azure eyes.
So this is the Six Eyes.
Deep and mysterious, they seemed to pierce through everything.
Seizing the opportunity, Natsuki locked eyes with him, unblinking.
The system demanded a "passionate eye contact," so Natsuki made sure it was deep enough!
Though he had never been in a relationship, he'd learned plenty from watching livestreams of Jiangnan's so-called "Master of Deep Feelings."
The only problem? Gojo was a man, which made Natsuki a little uncomfortable. But for the reward? This was nothing!
To Natsuki's surprise, Gojo—usually the most nonchalant person in the room—seemed flustered. He unconsciously took two steps back, silently criticizing Natsuki in his head.
"Look if you want, but why the heck are you gazing at me with such tenderness?!"
Suddenly, a cringe-worthy ringtone interrupted them:
"Is it love? Oh no, I can't avoid your gaze~ My heart beats uncontrollably for you~~ (Japanese version)"
Both men immediately froze, their heads snapping away from each other as if on cue.
Natsuki finally broke his composure and averted his gaze, cursing inwardly.
"Damn this ridiculous system and its absurd tasks! But at least it's done now…"
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for completing the task. Mangekyō Sharingan has been awarded…