Mei Mei studied the boy sitting on the ground.
He looked exhausted—pale, barely holding himself upright. Yet the residual cursed energy still clinging to him hadn't fully dissipated.
It was hard to believe.
But unless the laws of the world had changed in the last five minutes—
That Grade 1, borderline Special Grade cursed spirit… had been exorcised by this child.
Still, she needed confirmation.
A child this small eliminating something like that? And that explosion of cursed energy that drew her here—
It didn't add up.
"Did you… defeat that curse?" she asked evenly.
The boy said nothing.
He simply looked at her.
Guarded.
Assessing.
Mei Mei exhaled softly and pressed two fingers to her forehead.
She had zero experience dealing with children.
Especially suspicious ones.
She adjusted her expression, softened her voice, and crouched down to his eye level.
"Don't be scared. I'm a jujutsu sorcerer. We deal with those monsters. Think of me like the police, okay?" She offered a gentle smile. "Now… can you tell me what happened here?"
"Jujutsu… sorcerer…"
The word hit him like a switch being flipped.
Genichi froze.
And then—
Memory sparked.
Jujutsu sorcerers.
Curses born from human negativity.
People with innate techniques who could wield cursed energy.
The world of Jujutsu Kaisen.
Images flashed through his mind—characters, battles, scenes he'd watched in his previous life. He hadn't followed the manga, only the anime—and even that he'd only seen halfway through.
Mei Mei.
Of course.
The white-haired woman.
No wonder she looked familiar.
So that meant—
He hadn't just reincarnated.
He had reincarnated into Jujutsu Kaisen.
His "telekinesis" was cursed energy.
Did that mean… he had talent?
His thoughts raced in a storm.
Mei Mei's smile was starting to stiffen when he finally spoke.
"My name's Kamihara Genichi," he said. "A huge monster swallowed Kyoko-nee. So I killed it."
Mei Mei followed the direction he pointed.
Koharu Kyoko lay unconscious nearby.
Mei Mei walked over, checked her condition, and nodded.
"She's alive. No severe external injuries. The curse's erosion isn't deep—but she'll need a long rest."
She stood, eyes returning to the boy.
Curiosity bloomed inside her.
She walked over, and without much effort, lifted Genichi upright.
"For now, I'll believe you. The big one's gone. I've cleared the smaller curses." She gave him a measuring look. "We'll head out first. Did you see any other survivors?"
Genichi told her about the two children hiding in the cabinet.
Mei Mei picked him up in one hand and Koharu Kyoko in the other, carrying both as if they weighed nothing.
They passed through the curtain-like barrier.
The Veil.
She placed the two in a black car, then returned inside briefly, reemerging with the other two shaken but unharmed children.
After settling them safely, she pulled Genichi aside.
He'd recovered slightly after resting.
"In a bit, someone will handle the aftermath," she said, studying him closely. "Can you tell me everything that happened? In detail."
Genichi considered.
Now that he was certain of the world he was in, a new goal crystallized in his mind.
He needed to enter Tokyo Jujutsu High.
He had no clan.
No inherited lineage.
Jujutsu sorcery was built on legacy and training.
No matter how talented he was, self-study would lead nowhere.
And at that school—
There was the strongest sorcerer alive.
Satoru Gojo.
He would enroll.
Train.
Grow stronger.
With that plan in place, Genichi didn't refuse her request.
He gave her a slightly edited version of events—carefully framed, but truthful in essence.
If his talent was as obvious as he suspected, it would attract attention.
That was exactly what he needed.
A door had opened to a vast and turbulent world.
Why would he turn away?
When he finished, Mei Mei's expression was difficult to read—half amazement, half something else.
She patted his head.
"There are snacks in the car. Police and ambulances will be here soon. Just wait."
Later.
"Gojo, you won't believe this," Mei Mei said into her phone, lips curling slightly. "Inside the incomplete innate domain of that Cursed Womb, a child exorcised it."
Pause.
"Yes. He likely awakened an innate technique. He's already grasped basic cursed energy control on his own. And the amount of cursed energy he has… it's almost absurd."
Another pause.
"Mm. Come as soon as you're done."
Sirens wailed in the distance soon after.
Koharu Kyoko and the two children were taken away by ambulance.
Police spoke briefly with Mei Mei before heading toward the now-normal orphanage grounds.
She returned to the car.
Genichi glanced at her, then out the window.
They sat in comfortable silence.
Then—
His gaze sharpened.
Someone had appeared in his line of sight.
White hair swept upward.
Tall.
Dressed in black similar to Mei Mei's.
Sharp features.
Layered bandages covering his eyes.
Satoru Gojo.
The strongest sorcerer in the modern era.
One of the central figures of Jujutsu Kaisen.
He walked straight toward them.
Mei Mei stepped out of the car and gestured for Genichi to do the same.
Gojo approached with hands in his pockets, bending slightly to examine the boy.
Even with his eyes covered, Genichi knew—
He was being seen clearly.
Gojo straightened, one hand stroking his chin.
"How interesting. Kamihara Genichi, right? You've got an enormous amount of cursed energy. And you've already learned to suppress it and apply it instinctively. Not bad at all."
He tilted his head.
"Mind showing me your technique?"
Genichi blinked, playing the part.
"Technique? You mean my… superpower?"
Gojo grinned and snapped his fingers.
"Exactly that. Focus on the thing you were born with. Show me."
Then—
He removed the bandages.
Revealing brilliant blue eyes.
The legendary Six Eyes.
Genichi inhaled slowly.
Then activated his ability.
The world slowed.
He lifted his head.
Gojo was still watching him.
And there was unmistakable surprise in those blue eyes.
Genichi walked in a circle.
Gojo's gaze tracked him the entire time.
It was the first time anyone had ever kept up with him in that state.
Mei Mei blinked.
"Well? Is it acceleration? I could barely see him."
Gojo closed his eyes in thought.
"No. It's not that simple. I'm not completely certain yet but… it's very interesting."
Mei Mei's curiosity deepened.
It wasn't often something captured Gojo's interest like this.
With that cursed energy pool and an unknown technique—
Could this child someday reach Special Grade?
Gojo suddenly broke into a radiant grin and crouched down again.
"Genichi," he said brightly, voice almost coaxing. "You've awakened an innate technique. You're not ordinary anymore. You're like me. Like this big sister here. There's a school for people like us."
He spread his hands enthusiastically.
"Lots of fun things. And we can teach you how to use your 'superpower' properly. So? Want to join us?"
Mei Mei pressed a hand to her forehead.
"Gojo, could you not sound like you're kidnapping him? And Tokyo Jujutsu High doesn't take kids this young."
Gojo hummed.
"He's already awakened. Leaving him outside isn't safe. If curse users notice him, that's trouble. Hm… I've got it."
He looked at Genichi seriously.
"We can't guard you forever. This place isn't safe anymore. First, we get you out of the orphanage."
Genichi frowned slightly.
"What do I need to do?"
Gojo laughed breezily.
"Nothing! I'll handle it. I'll arrange adoption paperwork. The Gojo Clan can afford to raise one kid, no problem."
He rewrapped the bandages around his eyes.
"We can't stay here long. I'll take you somewhere safe first."
Genichi nodded.
Suddenly, Gojo bent down, wearing a deliberately villainous grin.
"Actually, we're bad guys. We're about to sell you off."
Genichi stared at him.
Unimpressed.
There was even a faint trace of disdain in his eyes.
Gojo burst out laughing.
Mei Mei maintained her composed smile.
Somehow, the strongest sorcerer in the world could still act like a mischievous child.
Gojo placed a hand on the back of Genichi's neck.
Without any visible gripping motion—
He lifted him effortlessly.
"We're heading out!"
That was to Mei Mei.
"Don't forget my payment," she called after them.
The scenery blurred.
Shifted violently.
And in the next instant—
Genichi stood somewhere completely unfamiliar.