The Glazening

"I've had enough of your bullshit Naohiro." Naoya walked towards me with a sour expression.

"Naoya, that was Mahoraga." I calmly stated.

He froze in his tracks, "You're joking right...?"

I shook my head, causing him to grab his temple in frustration.

"So you violated Tengen-sama, and now you're having sex with Mahoraga. What the hell happened while you were gone?" Naoya sneered, finding Naohiro's antics troublesome.

He threw me a handkerchief, "Before you answer that, get dressed, are you an exhibitionist?" He didn't bother to entertain my annoyance as he simply walked away.

I could only click my tongue, 'What's up his ass?' I wondered, though his actions weren't unwarranted.

After all, I did spend longer in that prison of mine enjoying Kenjaku's company.

I awkwardly covered myself with the small napkin before blitzing over to my room, dodging the mere glances of Zenin members along the way.

Adorning a traditional attire, I jogged towards Megumi's presence, but I was stopped.

"Hmm? Is that you Naohiro?" A drunkardly old man stumbled his way out.

The smell of alcohol loomed around him, his steps cumbersome.

'Naobito.' I thought, memories of him during my childhood and the anime coming to mind.

"What do you want?" I asked straightforwardly.

He grunted in response, "You still have the attitude of a brat." He said in displeasure.

Whether it was his drunken state or idiocracy, one thing for certain was such disrespect shouldn't come out of a worthless father's mouth.

I gave him a pitiful expression, merely shoving him to the side as I continued my way forward.

"Naoya became the head of the clan."

Hm?

I turned around to see him leaning against the wall, snoring.

I rolled my eyes, traveling towards Naoya's room.

Sliding the door open, I spotted Naoya sitting down, staring out the window.

'When did Naoya become an old man?' I joked around in my mind, though my curiosity remained.

"Naohiro, I'm now the clan head," Naoya stated.

"Yeah, I heard." I yawned, feeling the need to stop the awkward atmosphere.

"I'm sure you've already encountered Satoru Gojo." His sudden comment caused me to pause mid-yawn.

"You see, he's been acting... Questionable..." Naoya stood up.

'I don't like where this is going.' I scrunched up my face.

"He's currently located at Renchoku's Junior High."

Oh no

It couldn't get any worse than this, could it?

"I'm going." I merely stated before I vanished from my position, sprinting towards the area as I checked my phone the closest route.

'Junior high? I thought the memes were about freshmen. Perhaps it's an American thing...' I pondered as I continued my journey there.

I squinted my eyes on the screen, "27 miles from here? Why the hell would Satoru go this far?" I grumbled as I began my long walk there.

...

...

...

'Did Riko influence his decision to go there?' I pondered as I walked up to the school.

It looked the same as it did in the anime, many schoolgirls scurried about their business as they ate their lunch.

Locating Satoru in this mess wasn't going to be a hard task, considering his personality.

Or rather, his new one.

"Is it pink?"

"What is?" A young girl looked up at the towering figure of Satoru with lovey-dovey eyes.

Satoru cornered her to a wall as his eyes examined her petite figure.

"You've GYAT to show it to me sometime." Satoru winked playfully as the girl blushed in response.

"Satoru." I placed my hand on his shoulder.

He immediately turned around to face me, "Naohiro-kun!~" He jumped up and hugged me as if were were long-lost lovers.

I pushed him back in irritation, "Let's go, you shouldn't be here." I glared at him.

"Hm? Something the matter Pookie?" He looked up at me confused, not even bothered by what he'd just call me.

I felt the urge to kick him between his legs, but the girl behind him prevented me from doing so.

"W-W-Wait, you're gay?!" The girl freaked out.

"No no no! You see that's a girl-

I punched him in the gut before he could finish his sentence.

'At least I can punch through infinity this time around.' I grinned as I looked at my fist.

"You shouldn't talk with him anymore." I stared down the young girl as she meekly nodded and ran off in fear.

"Naohiro you moron..."

He grabbed my collar, "Did you not see the size of her level 10 gyat?! You ruined my chance!" His eyes filled with frustration.

SLAP!

"That's a fucking child." My face contorted into a mixed expression of disgust and anger.

He stepped back in shock, no, confusion as he stood upright once more.

He only grinned in response, "You know, game IS game, right?"

I nearly choked on my saliva.

"Besides, I've been doing too much gooning in Ohio that I almost busted when I came here!" Satoru began spouting more non-sense as he clearly had been taking too much fent.

"Besides! That was actually a femboy in disguise!" Satoru had drool running down the side of his mouth.

I could imagine all the messed up shit he was thinking of.

I tried to restrain him but he disappeared before I could lay a finger on him.

I immediately turned around, grabbing his hand before he could grab my pants.

"Red-

BLACK FLASH!

He was launched back and I could hear screams resonate from a few classes.

I ignored the pale students, something else was currently on my mind.

His soul, there's something foreign, something that tied itself to Satoru which didn't belong there. It wasn't supposed to be there.

'Fraudkuna? No... It's something else...' The severity of the situation was palpable, but Satoru appeared to not care.

The memory of Toji came back to mind, irritating me further as it brought back memories of Toji's actions.

'Maybe Satoru knows about this Jax character.' I walked forward as Satoru lifted himself off his crater in the ground.

He sighed, "You know my rizz was immaculate, that girl was as good as mine." He rubbed the back of his head, pretending to ache in pain.

I cracked my knuckles in response, "You know anybody named Jax?"

His already insane smile widened further, "You can see him too?"

"Not exactly, I just saw his name one time." I looked upon him as we dashed forward, our fists clashing.

Obviously, I won the bout as he was forced to back off under the weight of my punch.

In an instant, both of our hands formed symbols.

Domain expansion: Infinite Void

Domain expansion: Cycle of Samsära

Our surroundings were encircled in a black veil as our domains clashed with one another.

'clink'

'That was rather fast.' I thought as I pressed further.

Our domains collided as we both fought for dominance over one another, energy surging all around us as the atmosphere grew heavier and heavier.

However, Satoru's lack of experience with his domain is shown as errors in maintaining his domain appeared as his domain started losing ground.

Satoru sensed his domain falling apart under the weight of mine, withdrawing his attempts to form a proper domain, he formed a Simple Domain around himself, bracing himself.

However, that fell apart just as fast.

Our surroundings transformed into a vast desert as the scorching sun shone brightly.

'Ah, I never got to show Satoru my domain.' I realized his miscalculation, which I planned to milk every bit of.

"So Mr. Nah I'd Win, trouble with cursed energy?" I laughed hysterically as Satoru looked stunned, his senses dampened.

"My cursed energy...?" He looked at his hands in confusion, then shifted his attention towards me.

"That's playing dirty." He crossed his arms, his complaints unheard.

"Well, I suppose explain to you who Jax is." He shrugged.

FLASHBACK TIME!

"Back then, when Toji Zenin inserted his spear of heaven into me..."

"Phrasing." I stopped him.

"Right right, when his spear of heaven penetrated me and I focused everything into reverse cursed technique, I had an epiphany." He tapped on his head.

"A vision, a vision so grandeur that my ascension paled in comparison." He looked up to the sky with a frown, yearning.

His eyes were fixated on something in the sky, even though there was nothing there.

"Heavenly glazing."

"Heavenly glazing?" My interest was piqued by his answer.

"Haha, I was just exaggerating the heavenly part, but the glazing part is very true!~" Satoru chuckled, prompting me to step on his foot.

"YOW!" He recoiled in pain, trying to shake the pain out of his foot.

I rolled my eyes at his acting skills, "Moving on."

"Ahem... As I was saying!" He cleared his throat.

"To glaze, you must over-appreciate one! Be it strength, beauty, or intellect. Even if they're not!" He continued, making sure to make overly extravagant hand gestures.

'I can't tell if he's fucking with me...' I shook my head as Satoru continued blabbering on.

"When Toji nearly killed me, I was astonished, of course being the strongest for a long time, I never found many good fights other than you!" He pointed towards me.

"But him... He was so rough with me!" His psychotic look made me start to think that he could possibly be a masochist.

"I had a mere glimpse of it! His every word, his mere presence was enlightening!" He praised, who I assumed to be Jax.

The plot is already getting worse by the second...

"Alright alright, I think I get it." My tense body eased as the domain around his began to break apart, the sand in my boots dissolving.

Satoru felt rejuvenated upon his curse energy returning, flexing his muscles as he jumped up and down in delight.

"We still have to work on that new attitude of yours that, it's rather... Unsettling." The right words managed to come out of my mouth as Satoru merely raised his eyebrow.

"Wow look! They're back!"

"Look, there's a hot guy next to Gojo-san!"

"Sensei! You can't give him it too!"

Numerous voices appeared as it seemed the students of the school once again noticed our presence.

"Alright, Satoru let's get out of here." I gestured towards him as I began to depart, but he just stood there, annoyingly enough.

"Domain Expansion: Infin-

BONK!

I punched him in the head before he could finish his sentence."

"Ow ow ow! I was joking!" He groaned as he reared his head back in agony.

I clicked my tongue before dragging him with me like a sack of potatoes back to the college.

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JaxWolf4

How long has it been?

Days seem hollow and empty as time progresses.

My motivation, the desire to write down my imagination is running thin.

Trapped within the prison of creativity, I am shackled by the expectations of others, with the constant pressure to pump out new chapters being agonizing.

"Hnng..." I groan, cracking my back from sitting down for so long.

My legs felt numb, my sitting posture already terrible enough as it was.

I stood up and I wobbled over to my bed, collapsing onto it as the springs nearly broke upon my weight.

My stomach growled as I felt the urge to eat, however my exhaustion was overbearing.

'Hopefully, the new chapters will perform well, I did put a lot of effort into glazing.' I yawned, feeling drowsy.

I pulled the covers over myself hoping to sleep so I could escape the realm of reality.

My body relaxed as the cool air helped to ease my tense body.

...

DING!

"God dammit." I groaned as I grabbed my phone.

[ @Jax where is the toji glazing lil bro ]

I turned on silent mode on my phone out of irritation at the lobotomized monkeys in my discord server who never cease to wow me.

I stared at the ceiling, imagining the day I have ahead of me tomorrow.

'Wake up, eat, game, write, shit, socialize? Sleep.' A cohesive schedule formed in my mind, which summed up the past few months.

'Hm?' My reflections were abruptly stopped as I noticed something in the corner of my vision.

A dark shadowy figure who loomed above me.

'Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck... Is it the day? I'm finally seeing a sleep paralysis demon...' I lay still as I eyeballed the shadowy figure who stood there.

Though against my expectations, a deep voice came out of the shadows.

"Hm? Where is this?" A deep voice resonated from the demon, it looked around and finally turned its attention to me.

'That voice...' I was frightened, my heart was pumping as I struggled to not panic right at that moment.

"Hey, is this hell?" The man finally revealed himself, stepping out of the shadows, and revealing himself in the moonlight.

'No fucking way...' My eyes widened at the sight.

The man, the myth, the legend, Toji Zenin himself stood before me.

"Hey, I'm talking to you." He looked down at me, awaiting an answer.

Everything about him screamed strength, his muscular toned body, his scarred face, and his overall height would make anybody dreadful.

Me?

Nah, I'd glaze.

"It's an honor to be in your presence, you're currently in my apartment in America." I immediately got up and bowed in front of him.

"America?" Toji bore an expression of confusion as he inspected his body, his torso miraculously healed after being split in half.

"Uh... What are you doing here?" I awkwardly inquired as he too looked confused.

"Hm... I died to two brats, now I'm here, forgot their names though..." He scratched the back of his head irritably.

'Two?' My mind made several speculations, considering the fact I'm literally in the middle of writing a fanfic about Jujutsu Kaisen.

"Do you know who Naohio Zenin is?" I asked, droplets of sweat forming on my forehead.

"Hm? Hoh, yeah that was his name..." Toji absent-mindedly agreed.

He suddenly disappeared and I felt a burst of air flutter in the apartment as he stood in front of my door.

His palms rested on the knob, however, it seemed as if he struggled to open the door.

'Can he not open it?' I speculated, warily getting off my bed and approaching the silent Toji who was trying to pry the door open.

"Tch..." Toji disappeared as I felt another torrent of wind blast into my face.

'Holy shit he's fast.' I felt tense at that moment, his speed was so fast he was a mere blur.

"I'm stuck here, and I can't kill you." Toji yawned as he lay on my bed.

'Kill me?' I thought.

"Could you explain...?" I asked sheepishly.

He glanced over towards me with his dead eyes.

"My punch could not touch you, as if you had the same ability as that other brat." He mused as he proceeded to fall asleep... In my bed.

'What the fuck is going on at this point?' I cursed my luck.

Living alone, I had no one to rely on here in my small apartment. Not even my future major in cyber security could defend me from this bullshit.

I sighed, I was already incredibly tired, I didn't have the energy to fight or argue beyond this point so I decided to sleep on the floor instead.

Using some spare blankets and clothing, I made a makeshift futon which was somewhat comfortable.

'Am I dreaming still? I probably would've shat my pants if Toji were to just suddenly appear in my room.' I pondered, staring at the ceiling.

'Eh, better to not overthink things.' I mused, closing my eyes as I allowed the sweet grasp of sleep to take me away.

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Nah, I'd glaze.