Jump-chan POV
&*^!Q was panicking! She said she would only give them half the BP but what did she do?! She gave them the full value because she was making a sandwich at the same time! What happened to her multitasking capabilities? Did they implode near Saturn or something?! Fuck! This is fine she has plenty of energy to do that but it just feels like taking a crap on the rules…
Now, if only she didn't have a nagging feeling she forgot something about the void.
She went back to eating her pizza, it'd be fine.
Satoru Gojo POV
The first thing I noticed was the looks of the girl. High quality Miu Furinji cosplay, I thought.
The second thing I noticed was the dye in the clothes they were wearing were out of date by at least 15 years.
The blue in the jacket that the silver haired kid even had come from a company that closed literally 2 years after it opened in 2004!
Like wow no one would wear hand me downs that old that still looked that good it's like he just bought them!
Finally the final nail in the coffin was the particles that were slowly burning off from their bodies. 80% of them were only theorized to exist in exotic locations.
20% of them weren't even theorized at all. Like what the fuck is that atomic cluster! It's like a bunch of- there it goes. Damn.
Now let's see how these young friends react to one last thing. I rifled through my manga box, looking for a specific volume. I found it and I tossed it to the table."
"So, Howya doin' Miu Furinji? Long way from home aren't you?"
The girl tensed like I had revealed she was the murderer in a mystery series.
She opened the manga, tensing further and further as she read, but she looked more confused as she continued to read.
"The fights happened completely differently. The main character of whatever this is? He died a year before I met Zack." Her eyes darted towards her male companion who looked pissed.
"Happachai hadn't acted like that in over a year either. Not after he accidentally killed that lady when trying to stop that-." she stopped, gulped and continued elsewhere.
"If we were to replace this 'Kenichi who should already be dead' with Zack, from my perspective the fights- they happened in a much shorter timespan, for different reasons, and with much different results." she said.
She stopped at certain points expecting something horrible to happen by the look on her face, and looked confused when she reached the final page.
She slammed the volume down on the table, causing cracks to appear in the metal "Also, where the hell is Hanma to ruin everything on the 13th day of the story?"
Zack POV
The asshole's smirk widened even further as she said Hanma.
He raised a finger to wait and he grabbed 3 volumes.
"You mean this Hanma?" with a picture of Baki on the cover.
Miu grit her teeth,"No."
"What about this Hanma?" Gojo mocked. An even more muscular man with blonde hair in a really short hairstyle.
I scowled at him, as Miu's expression got worse.
"Okay I think I know which Hanma now!" He grabbed another volume though, just to be an asshole.
"Was it this Hanma?" Style Ki and Battle Aura erupted around Miu, I could only do the same despite fearing this asshole, I really wanted to punch him.
Despite our massive strength being enhanced by everything we had, we couldn't even get close to him. I added our new cursed energy to the mix, barely knowing how to use it, Miu doing the same.
I knew we'd never get closer to hitting that smug face. But I just couldn't stand him mocking us like this.
Mocking Miu's suffering like this.
Gojo nodded, and then said "Okay, fine. Sorry. Just calm down, I was just having too much fun."
We kept throwing punches. "Okay, shit, sorry, I really fucked up didn't I?"
5 minutes later we were still going full bore. "Just… uhh. Can we? Sit down? Look! I'm sorry! What can I do to make it up to you? God, what the hell happened to you guys?"
Miu's hands began to slow as she realized she would never hit him. She wasn't tired physically, but I could tell she was emotionally drained.
She sat down and looked at her lap and I wrapped my arm around her.
The room was a mess, the table was in the corner, the chairs that were bolted to the ground a moment ago were askew, and Gojo looked ashamed.
"Okay, I'm just gonna get you two a nice hotel room and bolt. You can contact me by this number. I won't ask about your past anymore cus, shit, that was- you know what I'm gonna stop talking." He handed me a card and pulled out his phone, and exited the room.
I was numb as a taxi took us to a hotel.
I was numb as we entered a fancy room no less fancy than Majima's
I stopped being numb when Miu said.
"Make me forget about everything tonight. Please."
Gojo POV
I should have known I fucked up when I handed her the manga and she looked at her own smile like she couldn't fathom having that kind of smile.
I should have known I fucked up when she saw her interactions with Kenichi in the manga with disgust like she could barely recognise herself.
I should have stopped messing around when she mentioned Hanma. A person from a completely different series. What the hell would a Hanma with Dou Ki do to a world like that?
But I sense 3 different energies besides cursed energy in those strikes. 1 energy of theirs even had 3 different flavors or varieties of the same energy.
Now what would Yuujirou Hanma do with multiple different kinds of Ki, in a world like that?
Whatever the fuck he wanted that's what.
I sighed, by the look on her face when she saw Hayato, her grandfather is probably dead.
Somehow.
Then that absolute unyielding rage and hate like looking past me to someone else.
Probably Yuujirou Hanma.
God, I didn't just press their trauma button, I smashed it into the console.
"Fuck." I siad.
I shouldn't have treated them like characters in a story that were amusing to me, I already knew they were real.
They were right in front of me.
"Fucking shit." I put my face in my hands and just thought about how I could salvage this.