COTE x JJK: The Witnessed Monster

Chapter 1.1

"Oh, so there is a way to save everyone... I just need to have powers, right?"

"He'll Die! But there's a small chance... One chance in ten thousand...!!!"

"What a good era this is. Women, children... they're crawling like maggots!"

"The likes of you can still move?"

"? I mean, it's my body."

"Don't move."

"You're not human anymore."

"By rule of sorcery, Itadori Yuuji..."

"As you are a 'curse'... I will exorcise you."

It was laughable. Entirely laughable and hilariously unrealistic. To anyone who had any knowledge of the grander schemes at play, it was a hilariously unrealistic assertion. 

Therefore, it was fortunate that the person in question had even less sense and knew even less.

"Nah, I'm fine." He replied, raising both his hands. "Besides, we're both in a mess. Let's just go to the hospital."

Was that Itadori talking, or the cursed spirit? I can't tell... Shit, what should I do? What do I-

"What's the situation?"

Suddenly, a voice from nowhere interrupted Fushiguro's thoughts, a familiar voice that had, up until that moment, was unfamiliar as if he never had heard it. He turned to his right where a boy around his age stood, wearing a black coat made of material similar to his. His coat zipper was open and showed a casual white undershirt, contrasting with his black pants and coat. Brown bangs peeked out from under the boy's hood, the slivers of hair mysteriously flickering like static on a tv.

"Ayanokouji?" He said, the information regarding the newest Jujutsu High student refilling his mind.

"Whoah!? Where did you come from?" Yelled Itadori, who kept his hands up even while surprised. "Are you one of Fushiguro's buddies?"

"We go to the same school." Ayanokouji replied, approaching Itadori with both hands remaining in his coat pockets. "But anyway, who are you and where is the cursed item? I came over after sensing some malicious cursed energy—"

"I ate it."

That made him pause. Ayanokouji glanced over at Fushiguro, who looked away, then turned back to Itadori, who stared at him straight-on without any falsehood.

"You ate it." He said, the statement somehow sounding more like a question.

"Yeah. Sorry about that."

"...And you're in control?"

"Yeah? I mean, it's my own body."

"Ayanokouji, we can't be sure if this is Itadori speaking, or if it's the cursed spirit posing as him." Fushiguro interrupted, his hands forming into a sign in preparation.

"Don't be so on edge. I don't sense any malicious cursed energy." Ayanokouji replied. "And either way, I contacted Gojo-Sensei. He'll be here soon."

As that name was spoken, Fushiguro noticeably relaxed. He still held his stance and looked poised to attack, however.

"So, with that guarantee of safety... Itadori, is it?" Ayanokouji asked, pointing at the shirtless boy. "You say you're in control?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure." Replied Itadori, jumping up and down and flexing his fingers.