Jujutsu Kaisen Universe.
Gojo Clan.
Just as Satoru blinked, he noticed he was no longer standing on the Hokage's statues in the Naruto universe but sitting on a tatami mat inside his house in his own universe.
'The teleportation is really fast,' Satoru thought as he turned his gaze towards the clock in his house; the hands pointed at 2:00, and with the sun still high up, Satoru immediately came to a conclusion—time had stopped.
Though he was surprised, it wasn't too much. Time stopping during missions was a normal rule in a chat group genre novel—something he also placed on this one too.
[Ding!]
Suddenly, with a bell-like chime, the chat group appeared.
[The trial mission has been successfully completed. Distributing rewards!]
[Ding!]
[Detected that the chat group members have changed the plot of the Naruto world drastically by killing Kurama. Rewards would be halved!]
[The chat group gacha function has been unlocked!]
[The chat group gift-giving function has been unlocked!]
[The chat group private messages function has been unlocked!]
[The chat group check-in function has been unlocked!]
[The chat group mission section has been unlocked!]
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, chat group member 'The honored one.'for being the one with the highest contribution, you've earned the 'admin title' and received 50 points!]
**[Admin title: You're the admin in the group and have the privilege to:
Ban/Mute chat group members for a temporary period of time.
Teleport to the location of any member of the group after paying certain points.]**
[Points: These are the currency in the chat group. They can be used for gacha spinning, buying items from the shop, etc.
Note: They can also be sent to others as gifts.]
After the chat group notifications, Satoru entered it and noticed that it had changed—though the background still retained its whiteness, at the upper left and right side, Satoru noticed seven new things: a small roulette wheel with the word 'gacha' under it, an envelope and a mini building with the words 'gift-giving' and 'mission' under both of them at the left side, a mini airplane with the word 'teleportation' under it, a small phone-like picture and a gift box with the words 'private message' and 'check-in' under both of them at the right side—though the mini airplane was dull, unlike the other two—and at the center of the left and right side was a small bar showing his points.
[Unfortunate reincarnator: Finally, the chat group functions have been unlocked!]
[The honored one (admin): Not all. The teleportation hasn't been unlocked.]
[Unfortunate reincarnator: Ah, that's true. But wait, @The honored one, you became an admin?!]
[The honored one: Yeah, it's part of the reward!]
[Unfortunate reincarnator: (Crying jpg.) You're so lucky! I only got 3 points!]
Satoru chuckled as he checked the new features of the group chat.
After a few minutes, he finally came to understand it all: the gacha function was like its name—as long as 100 points were given, it would provide a reward ranging from normal to mythical, with a rate of 60 percent for normal and 0.5 percent for mythical. The gift-giving function was also like its name. Private messages, check-in, and group missions were similar—private messages allowed two members of the chat group to converse unknown to the rest, the check-in function could give points ranging from zero to one hundred, and the group mission section was currently empty. The only thing he couldn't check was the teleportation feature.
'This is resembling more and more like a normal chat group,' Satoru thought.
...
The day passed by quickly, and the next day came just as fast.
After dressing in a white top and blue trousers, Satoru tied his blindfold around his eyes and stared at his reflection in silence.
'The days of struggles and grief would all start from here,' Satoru thought with a wry smile—he had tried everything to avoid joining Jujutsu High, not befriending Geto, and not taking the mission to protect Riko, but it seemed it was all for naught. The new semester of Jujutsu High had just started, and they clearly hadn't received the mission of protecting the next Star Plasma Vessel—Riko.
"Huu..." Satoru sighed as he stepped outside. The bright morning sun hung high, overlooking the entire world—though Satoru didn't want to join Jujutsu High, he still owed his "cheap" father and the clan a favor. After all, when he was born, without the clan's help, the other clans would have long succeeded in their assassination attempts, and his grave would now be filled with lush green grass.
After walking through the huge clan grounds—ignoring the looks of respect and reverence directed at him—Satoru finally reached the entrance of the clan, where a man in a suit stood beside a black car, clearly waiting for him.
Noticing Satoru, the man bowed in respect. "Young master."
"Hmm," Gojo gave a hum as he entered the car.
The drive to Jujutsu High was long and quiet—perfect for Satoru, who silently watched the blurring houses, deep in thought.
'After registration, should I start acting like Gojo Satoru...?' Satoru thought but immediately dismissed it.
It wasn't that he didn't want to act like the real Gojo Satoru—in fact, he really hoped to. Who didn't want to act like Gojo Satoru, arrogant and quirky?—but he couldn't. With the existence of Sukuna hanging like the Sword of Damocles over his head, he simply couldn't afford to act playfully. Only when he knew his power had the ability to overpower Sukuna would he relax.
'Besides, the clan head and those old elders would become suspicious,' Satoru thought as he squinted his eyes slightly, coming to a decision. 'It's decided then. I'll act like myself but also with some traits of Satoru.'
Just as Satoru was lost in thought, the driver's voice snapped him awake.
"Young master, we are here."
"Eh?" Satoru blinked, finally realizing that the car had stopped in front of an imposing and wide gate.
'We're finally here!'
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Bonus Chapter = ✓
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