Jujutsu Kaisen: I Have A Gardevoir

By the time Yuki Tsukumo left Akira's room, the sun was already high in the sky.

The two made an agreement: when they both have free time, they will form a team and leave Japan to travel and see a wider world.

This time of exchange left both sides feeling thoroughly satisfied, each delighted with the outcome.

The only one who wasn't delighted was probably Mai Zen'in.

When Yuki Tsukumo went out the door, Mai happened to step out as well, and they ran right into each other. She caught sight of the scene that had already become a habit—this big sister who understood the heart teasing that unscrupulous younger brother. (Here, "younger brother" is figurative since Akira is younger than Yuki.)

In an instant, Mai's previously good mood took a sharp turn for the worse.

In just one night, you two hit it off?

That fast? I'm still here next door!

If you had a bit more time, would you spend the night rolling around in bed together? (In fact, the night has passed and the bed has been rolled on, just not rolled on together.)

Scumbag, womanizer (like a "Sea King" who swims among many fish), rogue, two-timing jerk…

You two Special Grades, can't you show a bit of shame!!!

We can only say the young girl (Mai) is still too naive.

Special Grades… do any of them have shame?

What made Mai even angrier was that Yuki Tsukumo clearly noticed her presence and even cast a "provocative" glance her way.

It was as if to say: "Little girl, you're too green. Pay attention and learn."

If possible, Mai really wanted to go tear into her, but unfortunately she couldn't. She had to serve as her tour guide.

And that guy who's already upgraded to a full-blown "Sea King," controlling everything, a Certified LSP (Lustful Silly Person), Akira, actually didn't bother to explain a thing. He openly invited the two of them to have breakfast together, then just left afterward.

He left, he left, he left—can you believe it!

Hmph, if it weren't for the fact you've thought so much for my sake, and I need you all to deter the Zen'in Family, I would—I would—

Seems I can't really do anything to him anyway.

So infuriating.

I already decided to accept what comes, so why am I still so mad?

Even traveling with Aoi Todo and listening to old man Ryuuganji's preaching didn't make me this angry.

Sister, how in the world did you survive around these Special Grades?

Escaping a tiger's den only to enter a wolf's lair?

Mai's thoughts were unknown to Akira.

At this moment, he had already switched out of the Sabrina (Natsume/Na-tsu) template and reinstalled the Wataru (Lance) template.

The reason came from Yuki Tsukumo's hint: "Suguru Geto left, so why not use Reversed Cursed Technique to heal yourself?"

Akira replied: "I don't know Reversed Cursed Technique."

But Yuki Tsukumo said: "How could you not know it? You've clearly grasped the key. Pokémon themselves carry 'positive energy.' The biggest obstacle to Reversed Cursed Technique is lacking a sample and not being able to personally experience it. You already have a sample, yet you still can't learn it? Are you an idiot?"

Her words were blunt, but made sense.

Akira immediately caught on. Although Pokémon are born through the system, leaving no room for his own intervention, the Wataru template does have it.

The power that heals Pokémon—if that's not positive energy, Akira wouldn't believe it.

Next is to use his own brain and body to memorize and analyze that energy, and then reproduce it through Cursed Energy.

Though it's still easier said than done, it's far simpler than starting from scratch. Akira is confident he can master it.

In that case, next time he meets Suguru Geto, he'll have an extra trump card.

A super new human who can self-heal might even try punching Legendary Pokémon—er, Cursed Spirits (God-level beings) right in the face, right?

Even if he can't master it, Akira is confident he can win against Suguru Geto by brute force.

After leaving the club, standing under the sunlight, Akira couldn't wait to find a hidden corner to tuck himself away and quickly open the system's storage.

Looking at the screen full of prompts he'd never seen before, and at the end a bunch of familiar Egg icons, Akira became Dio-fied, like he'd just sucked that old fossil's blood.

Suguru Geto, you truly live up to your name—Pokémon Master of the Jujutsu world, unquestionably so.

Others at most contributed a single complete meme. This includes top dogs like Yuta Okkotsu, Yuki Tsukumo, or the most overrated Satoru Gojo who didn't even provide a single complete one.

Suguru Geto, on the other hand, besides providing the Wataru template, gave a full nine Pokémon Eggs.

Nine Eggs.

And that's when only a small portion of his Cursed Spirits were utilized. If he released them all, Akira feels he could find a nice, picturesque little town and open a Pokémon research lab.

Next door there would be a pretty neighbor, and when children turn ten, he'd hand them a yellow-furred mouse, letting them start their Pokémon Trainer journey. Meanwhile, he'd heh-heh-heh-heh…

So Suguru Geto, when are you going to launch the "Night Parade of a Hundred Demons"? I'm already getting impatient.

Of course, to better deal with the "Night Parade of a Hundred Demons" and ensure the situation remains controllable, there are two things he must complete as soon as possible.

First, continue cultivating Darkrai until it's in its fully developed form.

Second, hatch these nine Pokémon Eggs and raise them, along with Swablu, to a level where they can protect themselves.

Because he's not a real Pokémon Master, Akira can't identify the Pokémon inside based on the shell's pattern.

However, he can basically determine two of them.

One is the meme detected when things exploded: most likely "Voltorb," the ancestor of Pokémon self-destruct.

The other is Vulpix, its meme coming from the transformed Tamamo-no-Mae.

Tamamo-no-Mae comes from the legend of the Nine-Tailed Fox, and Vulpix evolves into Ninetales.

These two… honestly speaking, Akira is a bit concerned.

Voltorb and its evolution Electrode are extremely unstable. They'll explode at the drop of a hat—sometimes even just bumping into something while rolling can trigger self-destruction.

Using it as a disposable weapon would be one thing, but Akira's personality dictates that he can't treat Pokémon as one-time consumables.

As for Vulpix and Ninetales… their temper isn't great, and they hold grudges. On top of that, they have very long lifespans, living a thousand years. They deeply understand the principle of a "gentleman's revenge not being too late even after ten years," or in this case, a fox spirit's revenge not forgotten even after a hundred years. If they truly bear a grudge against you, they could cause disaster for your descendants. That's just basic operations.

In the Pokémon world's evaluation, no matter how well or poorly you raise it, it can still send the Trainer off to the afterlife.

Akira really worries whether his rough-and-ready raising method could properly bring up this little fox and big fox.

Comparing them, my Sandshrew at home is really an angel. Darkrai is "godly." Pancham and Swablu might be a bit mischievous, but they're cheerful and forget their grudges quickly.

Oh well, he'll figure it out once he gets back. There's still plenty of time before the "Night Parade of a Hundred Demons" is unleashed. A few days don't make a difference.

With nine eggs at once, it's destined that Akira can't rely solely on himself for hatching and raising them all.

In the Pokémon world, there's a reason a Trainer can only carry six Pokémon. With too many, it's impossible to nurture them all without neglecting something.

Why does Ash have such good relationships with his Pokémon? Because he uses time and genuine care to build them up bit by bit.

In contrast, Goh just keeps catching Pokémon left and right, treating them as mere trophies, not as equal intelligent life forms.

Fortunately, Akira doesn't have anyone like Goh by his side, so he can safely entrust Pokémon to others.

Of course, these are considerations for later. Before returning to Tokyo, he wants to visit one place—a small city that has special meaning in both his past and present life.

Sendai.