Chapter 3 The Family Clan Tournament

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Eighth of May in year nineteen ninety-five, Tokyo, in a large property filled with several interconnected buildings that numerous of house filled. 

In the outskirts of the large proberty, there was a small house, with a garden filled with daffodils flowers.

At the garden there was also a small young boy, he was dressed in a white and black traditional attire, his face pale with also marks resembling flames at the top left side of his forehead and the bottom right of his chin, he was Michikatsu Zenin.

Michikatsu was continuously swinging his nodachi katana vertically, while shouting the counting.

"Sixty eight, sixty nine, seventy one, seventy one....ninety seven, ninety eight, ninety nine...one hundred and twenty one..!"

He continuing with swinging for a period of time, all until he got tired and took a break. To which he then grabbed his katana, sat close down to the flowers and closed his eyes, to start meditating. While also at the same time he started infusing his cursed energy with his cursed technique "Crescent Moon Blades" to fuse the katana with that as its cursed technique.

"Crescent Moon Blades" is an blood demon art that allows Michikatsu to create and manipulate dozens of sharp blades shaped like traditional crescent moons from his cursed tool katana, to which they were produced through his cursed energy and would either be purple or yellow.

After he had stopped meditating he stood up, Michikatsu started to release and control his cursed energy. He then took a stance and shouted.

"Moon Breathing, second form: Moonlit Pearl Flowers!"

Michikatsu sword performed some crescent-shaped slashes while releasing a few of crescent moon blades along with them.

It slashed nearly everything in its vicinity, and even cut the grass down more cleanly, but right after the attack, Michikatsu could not take it any longer and fell of down and started exhaling.

After Michikatsu had rested enough he rose up and threw the wooden katana in the grass close to a book.

To which he then ran to the book near him and started to read it. The name of the book was "Upper 1 manual" and was it holding all the keys, advices and help to understand and do the attacks.

Michikatsu was lying out in the grass and reading the manual. He had already read it many times, but continued doing so as to be able to understand it more and learn it without needing it, as if maybe in the future it gets destroyed.

"Moon Breathing, second form: Moonlit Pearl Flowers! I should nearly be able to learn this soon by now."

Michikatsu had learned and grown much from these last 5 years.

He had gotten a more solid understanding of the Jujutsu kaisen sorcery world. He had gotten accustomed his new changed name from Cole to Michikatsu, as also to the Zenin members way of treating him with isolating him and verbally attacking ,calling him names and more.

But through all that he didn't care, Cole or Michikatsu was a kind soul, he would try to save people but he followed a special rule, a rule that his parents had taught him to follow from a young age, and to which become his path way of interacting and dealing against other people, "The Golden Rule".(1)

He had also gotten a much better grip of his demon cursed technique and non demon abilities, like Transparent world, demon mark, blood demon art and especially his demon abilities such as shapeshifting.

Previous some years ago he had found how his apperance looked like, which helped him understand why the adults and children who had looked at him were feeling nauseate and their eyes emitting disgust, even he could understand the reactions from looking at his hideous apperance and to which explained the reason that no children had never tried to befriend or played with him.

But, as he focused and trained his demon abilities and through his learning from shapeshifting, he finally found out that he could shapeshift, and change his apperance to how he remembered kokushibo was as human.

But even though with the ability to get his face back to looking human, he never showed it to the others in the clan. The reason to these actions was that Michikatsu in these last months was having thoughts of leaving the Zenin clan family and find a place more comfortable and make a new home.

While Michikatsu was reading, the spring cold breeze cruised through the small garden, to which it told that summer was soon here, but it also brought with it trouble as sounds of a door getting assaulted was loudly heard.

"They should be soon here" Michikatsu said and used his shapeshifting ability on his look and changed it back to his ugly appearance.

BOOM!

The door had been destroyed and caused a mist of dust to be spread close around the entrance. To which two people were seen a young bright child and a relatively old man, they were Naobito and his son Naoya.

Right after the door had fell down, Michikatsu was in a stance ready to attack fast as soon as he seen Naoya face, but then when he saw Naobito, he stopped and went back to read again.

These days Naoya had pestered, bullied and fought against Michikatsu. Some times he lost, but other times he had won and when he did. Naoya continued to kick Michikatsu in the face while he was down at the floor and slowly regenerating back, all until he got bored and left.

But that was only when they were alone, if his father Naobito was here he did not misbehave to that point, but he still did behave arrogantly against Michikatsu.

"Yo, Michikatsu! Is Toji home or is he not available for the moment?" Naobito looked down at the child who was reading in front of him.

He still felt disgusted when he looked at him but in these past times he had visited this place. He had gotten more used to its scary and nauseating aura.

Michikatsu looked at Naobito with a glow on his eyes and smiled.

"Only if you do me a favor and let me go to the, Family Clan Tournament!" Josief exhaled and stared at him with a determined expression.

When Naobito heard the response he looked back at Michikatsu and after some seconds, he started to laugh.

1 Its the principle of treating others as one would want to be treated by them.

To be continued....