JJK: The Greatest Fraud In History[Dropped.]

Hello everyone, this is a bit of foreword, this novel was created after countless thinking and ideas of how the plot should go. This is a situational story and as such, new plots and enemies may show, it depends on how well my brain can calculate.

And I must say...my protagonist is not something a simple glance can decipher, without further Ado, enjoy.

-Seth

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Sendai, Japan

8:29 PM

With the creaking of the door, an old man slowly poked his head inside. "Kid, you awake?" This wasn't rhetorical as his grandson would always answer, if he was awake. "Guess not, sweet dreams." Looking at the lump in the blanket, the old man closed the door and got to sleep himself.

The constant up and down of the lump would have normally meant this is another night, sadly it was not.

4 minutes and 34 seconds later, that "grandson" stopped acting and made sure the coast was clear, revealing a pale red eye, then the "grandson" got up. "...Satisfying." Stretching his arm properly before jumping out of the window.

Walking slowly to the side of the house, away from "grandfather's" eye's, the child began a series of nightly exercises, floating a blade of grass and then splitting it half.

[Control]

(That is my Cursed Technique, it's rather simplistic, controlling anything with cursed energy, whether it originally had it or not.) The child then splits the blade of grass further, this particular exercise focuses on control.

(It's rather weak though, it has no offensive ability and is limited by just about everything. And in order to make sure, I absolutely win, I need to counter Shrine somehow...) The child's 

The child continue, late into the night, before walking back up the wall to resume sleep, this had been the daily schedule, without rest of pause.

...

The sun rose and the old man casually, flipped the pages of the newspaper and took a sip of his coffee. "Bleh, more sugar next time..." It was boring yes, but such a life is peaceful.

Fully dressed for a fun day, the grandson poked his head from the stairs, "GRANDPA!" Jumping from the stairs to the kitchen and landing flat on his face, the child got up and and ran over to his grandpa. "I can totally do it now! So can we get ice cream please?"

Grandpa took a glance and put his newspaper down. "Really? You can do 10 push-ups like a big boy? Prove it." And with a excited smile, the child quite easily did 20 push-ups. "Grandpa, I did double so can we get double scoops then??"

"Ehh...no."

"Aww, why not?"

Getting up, grandpa picked up his grandson and head to the door. "Because Yuji will vomit." Hearing this, Yuji on top of his grandfather's shoulders frowned. "Will not."

"Will too."

"Will not!"

Walking on the street, grandpa waved to his work friends, "Fine, let's test you then, vomit and no more ice cream for a week but if you don't, I'll get pizza too, okay?" Hearing this Yuji was definitely motivated.

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"UHM!" With a sudden retch, Yuji successfully emptied his stomach. "See? What did grandpa tell you?" Yuji with a sad face, sat on his stool and waited until his grandpa finished. (I wonder if we'll come back here...)

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[Auther: So, why is there chapter so short? It's more of a prologue since, I could make 3 chapters on Yuji's happy life with Wasuke Itadori but I'd rather have that be used for more emotional moments.

I'll answer a few questions every chapter, just to clear stuff up.

P.S. The Yuji Itadori in my novel is more like Wuji Itadori, just saying.