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Yuji had to admit that his new secret training was much more challenging than he imagined.
The cursed plushie simply had a massive left hook when it hit him every few minutes. His first few days were spent with huge dark spots on his torso and face from the beatings he received from the cursed plushie.
And of course, his "adorable" teacher took every second to tease him about this and remind him of the importance of good focus and control. Gojo-sensei, while Yuji understood that he was always busy with his own missions and duties as a teacher and representative of his clan, was very happy when the older man spent all his free time keeping him company.
He had to admit that being alone, completely isolated from the world, didn't seem so lonely and terrifying at first until he started actually living it. He felt very alone most of the time, and even though he could try to completely immerse himself in the movies and even imagine himself in their settings…
He felt terribly alone.
So every time his sensei came to see him, Yuji would jump on the man and enjoy every second he spent with him. Gojo-sensei never complained about how Yuji was clinging to him these days and would often joke about Yuji being a pet, excitedly waiting for its owner. This made them both laugh at those moments, but…
In the last few days, something changed.
It all started one day when they were having dinner with a meal Yuji had made to thank his sensei for his care, when, mid-sentence, his sensei froze and seemed to stare into space before tightly holding his head as if in great pain. Yuji immediately rushed to his teacher's aid, completely worried about him.
But just as quickly as it began, it ended just as quickly and without warning.
Soon, his sensei simply turned to him, removing his blindfold for the first time in front of Yuji and smiling broadly at him as he said,
"It's okay, Yuji-kun~ ~ I just had information overload with my technique. I'm fine and I'm going to finish the delicious food my lovely student made especially for me~~," Gojo said playfully and cheerfully.
Yuji still felt alert and worried about his sensei, but he forced himself to relax a bit and complained about the final joke in his teacher's words.
"Sensei!" Yuji complained in outrage.
But Gojo-sensei just laughed and went back to eating his food, even though Yuji could see that he was clearly focused on him. Since his sensei seemed to be acting as if nothing had happened, Yuji resigned himself to doing the same for now.
But after that day, everything changed, and at the same time, not between them. It wasn't that his sensei became distant or did anything completely different from his usual self, but it was something like... his vibe? Yuji couldn't explain it. After all, it was simple changes in behavior, simple actions that became more intense, and moments that seemed to last longer between them.
Now, Gojo-sensei would spend an absurd amount of time around Yuji. Not that he didn't enjoy his company; he loved having someone to keep him company when everyone thought he was dead. But it seemed like his sensei was ignoring all his responsibilities to be by his side, which Yuji found strange. Then there was the fact that although his teacher's love language was friendly touch, now it seemed like his hand was always on some part of Yuji's body at all times. Be it on Yuji's head, the back of his neck, his shoulders, his hands, even his waist and knees.
Besides…
His sensei often seemed to predict what would happen perfectly. Like when he knew Ichiji would call in a panic for an emergency mission, when Ieri-san would pay an unannounced visit, or when some news was released before he even read it. This often left Yuji with a mixture of chills and admiration, seeing that his sensei seemed to know the future.
But the strangest thing was…
Now Gojo-sensei didn't seem to want to leave him alone for a single moment!
Yuji could constantly feel his teacher's eyes on him, a presence that was always with him, no matter where he was in his sensei's basement. It was such a dominating presence that Yuji practically perceived it as if it were a curse that Yuji was sharing his space with him and not Sukuna.
Fortunately, Sukuna seemed to be delighted with his sensei's sudden and subtle change. He laughed at Yuji constantly, mocking his face, and openly commenting on how he was finally having some real entertainment after a long time.
But aside from laughing at Yuji and mocking him, Sukuna remained silent.
This whole situation was making Yuji strangely alert. His senses screamed at him to protect himself, and he could feel deep down that something wasn't right. But no matter how hard he tried to figure out what it was...
He had no idea.
So Yuji decided to simply ignore that feeling. He buried it so deeply within himself that not even Sukuna could feel it. He tried to continue his training as normal.
But that night...
"From today on, your training will change, Yuji-kun!" Gojo-sensei said happily.
Yuji stared at his teacher, confused by his teacher's new statement and excitement at the news. But he soon perked up at the news of a new training session.
"Really, sensei? What am I going to do now?" Yuji asked excitedly.
Yuji thought excitedly that now maybe he could use something new and incredible that he could use as his sensei. He knew he didn't have a technique, but his sensei had told him about spells, and he was eager to learn them.
Gojo-sensei stared at him with a wide smile on his face. Then his sensei leaned closer to Yuji and grabbed his shoulders, placing an extremely heavy pressure on Yuji, sending a shiver down his spine. Yuji felt his teacher's sharp gaze on him intensely, even though he was still wearing his glasses. With a wide, predatory smile, his sensei spoke.
"Yuji-kun~~ now you'll have to maintain contact with me at all times~~ With at least some form of direct contact with me and my body~~" Gojo-sensei said cheerfully, but with each word a declaration that seemed to seal Yuji's fate.
Yuji froze at his teacher's words. It took a few seconds for Yuji to think his teacher would say it was a joke and tell him about his real new training, but when nothing came, Yuji decided to question his teacher.
"What do you mean, sensei? What do you mean by that?" Yuji asked, confused, now holding his teacher's wrist, who was gripping his shoulders more tightly.
Without wasting a moment, his sensei pulled him and guided Yuji to the sofa, sitting him down, and then sat next to him, throwing his arm around the pink-haired boy and pulling him closer.
"You seemed to be doing well with your energy control, right, Yuji-kun?" Gojo-sensei asked calmly.
Yuji was surprised by the sudden change in his teacher, but quickly agreed.
"Yes, I'm not getting beaten up as much by Tsukamoto anymore, and I think I'm starting to better understand the flow of energy in my body," Yuji said excitedly.
His sensei then stroked his hair, and Yuji thought he was going to be praised, when the teacher simply pulled the rug out from under him.
"That's amazing, Yuji-kun!~ ~ If only it were true," Gojo-sensei said, a big smile still on his face.
Yuji felt himself freeze as he stared at his teacher in shock. After all, what did his teacher mean by that?
"What do you mean, sensei?" Yuji asked, confused.
Gojo-sensei stared at him briefly, then took his free hand and pulled Yuji's chin up so that his face was fully raised, looking directly into his. Yuji was even certain that even though he couldn't see it due to his sensei's glasses, he must have been staring at them at that moment.
" Yuji-kun~~ I realized that although it seems like you're improving, I can actually see with my own eyes that your body is actually adapting to Tsukamoto, and that your body has only adapted to the plush's flow, not your own," Gojo-sensei explained.
Yuji frowned at his teacher's explanation. He still didn't quite understand, but...
Was he doing something wrong?
"What do you mean, sensei? What am I doing wrong?" Yuji asked sadly.
Yuji gently grabbed his sensei's hand, which was holding his chin, while he stared at his teacher for genuine and innocent guidance.
Gojo-sensei gently caressed Yuji's face before continuing.
"Explaining it simply, Yuji. As a vessel, your body is simply adapting to the plushie, which has a constant, unchanging energy source, causing your body to try to mimic the flow of the plushie rather than a living body. So if you instead of the plushie were left with a real person with constant energy spikes, your body would find a way to do the same," Gojo-sensei said calmly.
Showing a demonstration, Gojo-sensei took Yuji's hand in his, and little by little, Yuji began to feel as if his sensei were demonstrating a sudden change in his energy for Yuji to sense, making him understand what he meant by that. He couldn't fully grasp the basis of the powers stemming from cursed energy yet, but he understood the basics.
What if his teacher said that what he was working so hard for and his achievements were actually fake and he wasn't achieving anything...
Who was he to deny what his sensei said?
He truly felt bad realizing that everything he thought he had achieved in the last few days of his training was worthless and that he probably hadn't managed to control any form of cursed energy. But even so, the mere thought of becoming stronger and further improving his control of cursed energy was enough for him to put aside any doubts he had about his sensei's sudden change in training.
"Okay, sensei. So I just have to stay close to you and have some form of contact?" Yuji asked with sudden motivation.
Gojo-sensei's smile widened as he pulled Yuji even closer to his body, practically straddling his lap. He then wrapped one of Yuji's hands in his much larger one and spoke.
Just stay like this with me, Yuji~ ~ That's all we need in the beginning~~ - Gojo-sensei said excitedly.
Yuji smiled at his sensei when he saw that he only needed to stay close to his teacher for a little longer, nothing more. It wasn't anything extreme or dangerous, and Yuji felt that with his teacher guiding him directly, he would be able to get stronger much faster.
He could do this!
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Yuji was thrown hard to the ground once more.
His sensei had always been firm with him in his hand-to-hand training, but these past few days, Yuji felt like he could barely perform a single move correctly. He'd always been good at hand-to-hand combat; the fact that delinquents always picked fights with him and he always came away unscathed was living proof that he'd always been good at fighting.
But why now did he feel like he couldn't fight properly?
Yuji stared thoughtfully at his teacher approaching him on the ground, and Yuji tried to get up only to fall back to the ground, his legs so weak. Yuji didn't understand what was happening to him.
He looked innocently at his teacher, but the teacher sighed in defeat before kneeling in front of him and shattering Yuji's former trust with a few words.
“It seems you're not strong enough, Yuji-kun," Gojo-sensei said, disappointment evident in his voice.
Yuji felt his world crumble under his sensei's bitter words.
“Sensei… what do you mean by that?” Yuji asked sadly.
Gojo-sensei stared calmly at Yuji through his glasses before sighing and explaining to Yuji.
“Yuji, when I started training with you, I wasn't using any form of cursed energy, but I gradually increased this energy to fight you, to get your body used to it. But... Your body isn't getting used to it, Yuji. How can you fight like this if you can't even handle so little energy?" Gojo-sensei explained.
Yuji was stunned. His entire combat base was hand-to-hand combat, and now he was simply discovering that his primary form of combat was completely ineffective.
"What can I do?"
He knew that sorcerers used their energy to increase their strength and endurance, but he always thought he was physically better than many others and that he could fight sorcerers with ease, but...
He couldn't keep up?
If Gojo-sensei, who trained him so carefully, said this to him, then it meant his sensei had tried very hard to help Yuji without burdening him with this knowledge. The fact that he said this now had to mean that…
Yuji shook his head as his thoughts began to take a negative turn.
Soon a hand came to Yuji's face, and he found himself being gently comforted by his sensei.
“It's okay, Yuji. There are more ways to fight than hand-to-hand combat; we can try something else. So for now, let's suspend combat training and try to find something that works for you, okay?" Gojo-sensei said calmly with a small smile on his lips.
Yuji felt his world brighten with his teacher's words. And even though he felt great pain and sadness at not being able to use what he was most comfortable with and enjoyed doing, he knew he could count on his sensei and that he would find something suitable for him.
After all, he trusted his sensei with all his heart.
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After the first few days, Yuji realized that trying to keep up with his teacher's energy was more difficult than he expected.
As his sensei had told him, the change in energy flow was very different from what he had become accustomed to with Tsukamoto and his constant energy, and now he could barely keep up with his sensei's. One moment, his energy was calm and peaceful, like the waters of a lake, and then it would quickly change to ocean waves in the midst of a great storm.
Yuji felt completely lost in the face of his sensei's changing flow, but he knew his sensei was doing his best to spend as much time with him as possible, and Yuji was extremely grateful for that. However, he really needed help.
When Gojo-sensei arrived that evening, he brought a large meal for him and Yuji to eat. After their meal and some small talk, as they sat down to watch a movie together, Yuji summoned the courage to speak.
“Sensei! I know you're doing everything you can to help me, but... I really can't keep up with your energy flow…” Yuji said, his head downcast.
He hoped that perhaps his sensei would be disappointed in him. That he would somehow learn from Yuji because he wasn't making any progress in his training. But contrary to what he imagined, his sensei simply laughed lightly and pulled Yuji into a hug.
Yuji didn't realize how tense he was until he felt his sensei comfort him. After a brief, comforting moment, his sensei slowly pulled away from him and smoothed his hair.
“Yuji-kun, reading energy flow is something that takes a long time to fully grasp and can often be extremely challenging for some, but since you're my adorable favorite student, your great and charming Gojo Satoru-sensei has an idea that can help you improve much faster.” Gojo said with a big, wide smile.
The relief that came from his sensei's words was immediate. Yuji wasn't a failure, he just needed more time, and his sensei was there to help him.
Everything was fine.
“And what should I do, sensei?” Yuji asked hopefully.
Yuji watched as his sensei broke into a frighteningly wide smile, and even though Yuji couldn't see his sensei's eyes, he felt them staring at him with great intensity. In a swift movement, Gojo-sensei grabbed him by the waist and placed him on his lap, and Yuji immediately blushed at the movement and let out a surprised cry.
“It's simple, Yuji-kun! We just have to increase the contact between our bodies even more. The more parts of my body you touch, the more of my energy your body will feel, and you'll soon get used to it faster! Besides, now we'll sleep together too!” Gojo said, laughing beautifully.
Yuji was shocked by his teacher's words, feeling that this was all very wrong and that they were crossing a line they shouldn't have. Seemingly sensing his panic, his teacher simply patted his head and held Yuji tightly by the waist with his other free hand.
“You're only going to lie down with me to sleep, Yuji, just sleep . If you stay sleeping with me, probably in contact with my energy, even unconsciously, it will make you adapt even better to training. I thought about this possibility since I can't spend as much time with you as I'd like to help you with your training. But if you feel it's too much for you, we don't need to do any of that," Gojo-sensei said calmly.
Yuji felt the man start to move to remove Yuji from his lap, but he immediately grabbed his sensei's hands desperately. His sensei was just trying to help him in every way possible, and he was already thinking the worst of him.
"Itadori Yuji, you idiot!"
Shaking his head, Yuji immediately tried to reassure his sensei that he was perfectly fine with this. And even if he wasn't, he would force himself to calm down because it was all for his own good.
Gojo-sensei wasn't doing anything wrong, and it was Yuji who wasn't making any progress.
“No, Gojo-sensei, no need! I understand what you mean, I was just surprised you pulled me onto your lap... won't you be uncomfortable, sensei?” Yuji asked awkwardly.
His sensei just laughed and stroked Yuji's hair, making the younger man feel more and more relaxed as he acted normally with himself.
“Of course not, Yuji-kun~~ You're my precious student! Besides, you're as light as a feather! Are you really eating right these days?” Gojo-sensei asked playfully, pressing his fingers against Yuji's abdomen.
Yuji laughed at his sensei's jokes.
“Sensei! You buy me a lot of food, and I can cook perfectly well! You're the one who only eats sweets. That's not healthy, sensei!” Yuji accused back.
Soon, Gojo put his hands to his chest and struck a long, dramatic pose, as if he'd been wounded in the chest, speaking in an overly dramatic voice.
“ No ~~ My sweet Yuji-kun is lecturing your great sensei~~ Oh, cruel world~ ~ “Gojo said, amidst his act.
They laughed a lot after their little jokes, and Yuji just remained on his sensei's lap, realizing how safe he felt in his firm, strong arms. But to him, it made sense.
He always felt safe with his sensei.
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Yuji fell into a new routine where he slept and woke up with his sensei in the albino man's bed. He learned very quickly that Gojo-sensei liked to sleep cuddled and that he hated waking up too early in the morning.
This made Yuji understand why he often saw his sensei just teleport out of the house quickly without eating breakfast. The big man just wasn't a morning person.
So Yuji took it upon himself to always make the effort to wake up early and slowly help Gojo-sensei get ready for the day. Gojo-sensei clung tightly to Yuji as he had to drag the large man around the house on his shoulders and prepare and organize their breakfast.
Yuji still sat on Gojo-sensei's lap and carefully fed him, finding Gojo-sensei adorable, completely drowsy and trying to wake up. Yuji always had to give him words of encouragement, and he watched Gojo-sensei childishly complain that he didn't want to go to work in the morning and would rather stay with him all day.
And as much as the admission made Yuji feel very loved, he knew the world needed the great Gojo Satoru, so Yuji would take him to the bath, and while Gojo-sensei cleaned up, Yuji would prepare his uniform.
He even got ready to prepare a light lunch for Gojo-sensei to take with him. When he said goodbye, Gojo-sensei always hugged him tightly, wished Yuji a great day, and announced that he would try to return home as soon as possible.
It all became a unique routine that always made Yuji's heart race with the domesticity of his day. Now that he was allowed to roam the entire house due to the new nature of his training, Yuji took the opportunity to organize the house and prepare future meals for himself and Gojo-sensei.
Of course, he still felt quite lonely being alone in the big house, but now, when he felt lonely, he simply returned to the room he shared with Gojo-sensei and hugged his pillow while feeling the residual traces of him on the bed.
He felt protected and safe this way, as if Gojo-sensei were still by his side, caring for him and protecting him from everything.
Yuji felt like there was something he was missing during this time, that there were things he was letting go of, but he felt good this way. More relaxed, more peaceful, more secure…
And he didn't want to change any of that.
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Gojo-sensei showed up one day with several notebooks for him.
“ Yuji-kun~~ I thought that now, even if you still don't have good control over your energy. You should already have enough of an understanding to try some of the simplest and most basic spells used by us jujutsu sorcerers!" Gojo-sensei said cheerfully.
Yuji watched with a bright light in his eyes as Gojo-sensei handed him countless notebooks, carefully explaining the information each contained. Gojo-sensei said it took him longer than expected to make copies of the original notebooks and bring them all to Yuji, but seeing Yuji so excited made it all worthwhile.
Yuji was touched by Gojo-sensei's dedication and immediately volunteered to learn everything he was willing to teach. Gojo-sensei approved of his enthusiasm, and that day, with Yuji sitting on his lap, he learned about various spells used in jujutsu society.
With each notebook opened, each page shown, and each line read, Yuji became more enchanted by everything he could learn. Gojo-sensei still praised him so much for his dedication that Yuji gave his all from that moment on.
He would definitely make Gojo-sensei proud and show him that the trust he had in Yuji was truly deserved.
Yuji would make Gojo-sensei proud.
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A few weeks had passed, and Yuji still couldn't do even the basics.
He saw how Gojo-sensei always encouraged him and told him that he would find some way to help Yuji and that he would definitely help him become stronger. But Yuji could see how tired the great man also looked.
Yuji could imagine all the work and dedication Gojo-sensei put into him only to be wasted, and it was wearing him down.
His failures completely delayed Gojo-ensei's development, causing Yuji to miss the sister schools' event, which Gojo-sensei said was fortunate, as he was attacked by a special-grade curse and some students were seriously injured.
The fact that even without speaking, Yuji knew Gojo-sensei meant that if Yuji had gone as planned without actually improving his strength, it would have meant he would have died again. And this completely devastated him. Gojo-sensei had been so good to him, but Yuji couldn't repay him in any way...
What could he do?
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With each passing day without Yuji improving in any way, he began to feel himself slipping deeper and deeper into an abyss.
Nothing he did worked; Gojo-sensei tried various forms of training and encouraged Yuji relentlessly despite his numerous failures. This made Yuji question whether he could ever truly be a jujutsu sorcerer.
But if he couldn't be a sorcerer... what could he be?
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"Can I really help people?"
"I don't need to try what I can't achieve."
"Can I really do this?"
"It's okay, sensei will take care of me."
"I can't do anything right."
"Nobody likes me, everyone wants me dead, only sensei likes me..."
"I'm weak."
"I'm not cut out to be a jujutsu sorcerer."
"Sensei is right, he's always right."
"I just need sensei."
"I just need Gojo Satoru."
These thoughts constantly echoed in Yuji's head. They almost became a new mantra for himself.
With each passing day, Yuji was becoming a shadow of his former self, his destructive thoughts only growing stronger. Every moment alone in his sensei's large house made him feel worse and worse about himself. To the point where all his confidence was completely shattered.
By some miracle, he could still smile brightly and have a sparkle in his eyes, but all of this only came when Gojo was with him. After all, Gojo was a light in his lonely, dark world.
Gojo had taken a break from his work as a teacher at school after realizing Yuji was spiraling into depression. Now, he only carried out his responsibilities as a sorcerer, which allowed him to spend more time with Yuji. However, he still had to leave frequently to carry out his missions, leaving Yuji completely alone. Being without Gojo's presence was making Yuji increasingly insecure and uncertain about himself, so whenever he was around, Yuji did everything he could to please him.
He would cook his favorite meals and desserts for Gojo, pamper him with small, affectionate gestures, prepare his bath, tidy his house perfectly, and listen attentively to Gojo, as if every word he uttered were a single, universal truth that Yuji should follow to the letter.
When Yuji noticed that Gojo liked it better if Yuji wore his oversized shirts over him, Yuji happily began wearing his teacher's shirts over himself, which always earned him great compliments and affection from the older man.
And Yuji craved these compliments, always wanting to hear them more and more.
Thus, he continued to do everything for Gojo and only for Gojo, always expecting some form of praise or affection from him. He was becoming increasingly dependent on the older man, but he didn't care.
Yuji only needed Gojo and nothing more.
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Yuji had sex with Gojo.
Not even he knew how it started, but he only knew that one moment he was in his sensei's arms on the bed, and the next, he was inside him, making Yuji feel complete in a way he thought impossible.
The pleasure he felt when Gojo kissed him and moved inside him, the way Gojo told him how beautiful and perfect he was, how good Yuji was.
It made Yuji melt even more and more.
As he reached the peak of pleasure with Gojo filling him, Yuji realized he had never felt so loved in his life.
And he truly wanted to keep it that way. Only Gojo could make Yuji feel this way, only this great man accepted Yuji despite his countless flaws. Only he stood by Yuji's side. And Yuji?
He wanted to be loved by Gojo Satoru.
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They fell into a new routine.
The routine was practically the same as his daily routine, barely changing the daily dynamics much, but still new all the same. Now, beyond small, simple gestures of affection and respect, there were now honest gestures of deep affection and passion when Gojo would kiss Yuji on the lips, or when they made love whenever they felt a simple connection between them.
No one spoke of what they were, but that's all they were. Now Gojo would praise every part of Yuji, telling him how handsome and beautiful he was, and how happy he made him in his home and life.
Yuji melted even more when, if Gojo had to go on a mission, he would return a romantic gift for him. Whether it was flowers or something more spicy that Yuji should wear for a romantic night together later.
He felt so happy and fulfilled by Gojo's side. The older man treated him like a precious and fragile being who deserved to be cared for and loved, and Yuji felt so good about this fact. He would do anything for this man. That's why he did everything he could to show Gojo how much he appreciated and cared for him every day.
His life now revolved around Gojo, but he was happy with this new reality.
Gojo was the only one who saw him so beautifully, and Yuji was sure there was no place in the world for him other than by his side.
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Satoru got down on one knee in front of him with a bouquet of roses and proposed while declaring his love for him.
Yuji threw himself at the albino man, saying "yes" and "I love you" to him in a completely emotional way before being silenced by a long, deep kiss.
That night, they made a long tender love that made Yuji feel so loved and happy that he thought nothing in his life had ever been so perfect. He was incredibly grateful that Satoru chose to love him so much.
Yuji loved him so much too.
It was as if his world was entirely about him and Satoru together, and he was so happy and enchanted by this image.
So happy to be loved, Yuji no longer knew who he was before Satoru, but he was certain of one thing. Now he was certain that his life would have a unique and new purpose alongside Satoru, and he would give his all for this world. He would make the love between him and Satoru blossom even more, he would care for Satoru like the great, incredible man he was.
Caring and kind that he was. Because his new life began now, his life as…
Gojo Yuji.
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Sukuna watched everything with sweet delight.
One he hadn't felt in a long time, seeing his vessel's much-adored sensei completely manipulate him into a submissive, dependent creature.
He loved watching every moment his innocent vessel simply begin to break down emotionally and completely seek approval and validation from his sensei as if his life depended on it. Sukuna laughed terribly as he listened to Yuji's thoughts diminish and belittle himself until they became completely self-deprecating thoughts that needed to be directed by someone else.
Sukuna had seen his longtime acquaintance Kenjaku do similar things with small experiments that he found interesting to pass the time, but he never found joy in such an act until he witnessed firsthand how exhilarating it was to see a bright and pure soul completely break down before the person he trusted most.
It was sweet.
Seeing the boy blindly believing everything his wonderful "sensei" taught with blind trust was a feast for the eyes.
The doll? Yuji was beginning to gain control over his energy and was starting to get a foothold. The idea of him having to get used to the flow of a real person was a complete lie. Gojo obviously changed the flow of his energy constantly and abruptly, leaving Yuji with no basis for controlling his own energy. All this new training was just a way for Gojo to now be able to hold Yuji in his lap, sleep with him in his bed, and touch his body without arousing the boy's suspicions.
Hand-to-hand combat? Sukuna had to give the boy points; he was very good at it, but Gojo was smarter. Since Yuji no longer had any knowledge of energy, he couldn't grasp the absurd amount of energy Gojo was putting into his body to further pressure Yuji during his training, not to mention the sudden strength of the limitless that constantly pressured Yuji in the middle of his fights, weighing down his every move.
Sukuna laughed out loud when Gojo said Yuji wasn't good enough for the one thing the kid considered himself genuinely good at.
The spells? All the ones Gojo called "simple" and " basic " were nothing more than extremely advanced spells that few could perform in their lifetimes. Gojo even showed off spells that were completely different from the boy's form and combat, just to make him more vulnerable.
He simply reveled in watching the lamb being completely outwitted by the wolf.
Gojo still made small, disapproving comments every time Yuji made even the slightest progress, and only praised him when Yuji did something for him, further and further breaking the boy's mind.
That damned Six Eyes was simply molding Yuji into a submissive, stay-at-home spoused who was at his husband's complete mercy. The fact that he made the boy believe that being his sensei's lover was the only choice he had in life was a major coup in his final move.
Human cruelty was superb.
He'd never imagined Gojo Satoru had this cruel streak within him, but now that he saw it, he had to give him some credit. Especially for the deal they'd made while the kid was sleeping.
A simple blind vow, in which the "great " Gojo Satoru would help Sukuna make Megumi Fushiguro his vessel, and in exchange, he would leave Gojo and Yuji out of his plans of destruction and death, leaving Gojo with Yuji forever.
Gojo even said he'd love to meet with Kenjaku to see if he could live forever with Yuji in a home made for them, forever. He even considered becoming a curse to accomplish such a deed.
Sukuna couldn't contain the maniacal laughter he had when he discovered the reason for the Six Eyes's increased cruelty and change.
Gojo Satoru went back in time.
More specifically, his mind went back in time. In the jujutsu world, a very rare phenomenon could sometimes occur. During the death of a jujutsu sorcerer with cursed energy, if there was a strong shock in the extremely dense and powerful energies upon killing the sorcerer, and the sorcerer had some intense desire with great regrets, the sorcerer could travel back in time.
Not necessarily their body, as their body would have to be destroyed to prevent the onset of a curse. Not far from it. The mind would come and meet with their "self" from some moment in the past, and their memories would connect, causing the sorcerer to perform "time travel" with only their mind receiving memories of the future.
The shock of arrival was always intense, and many felt excruciating pain before assimilating an experience of their possible future. They quickly assimilated what was happening, and soon their memories merged as one, and this sorcerer now had memories of a future up to the moment of his death.
This could have been a good and grand thing, making one try to change the future and prevent serious events, if not for one simple detail...
The person this affected had their mind contaminated by compulsive and obsessive thoughts, driving desires that could corrupt them completely, turning the sorcerer into a person who would now act completely on their most intense desires and the object of their obsession.
And Gojo Satoru's obsession was Itadori Yuji.
Gojo Satoru was now completely driven by his desire and unhealthy obsession with Yuji, and he would do anything to keep the pink one with him forever. Even go against all his principles to achieve it.
Sukuna could only laugh, imagining the chaos that man could wreak in his new reign when he fully returned to the world in his new body. He was sure they could reach some form of camaraderie if Sukuna promised to help Gojo in any endeavors or actions, so that Yuji could become more and more Gojo's until he could no longer distinguish who was who.
He grinned maniacally at the future image of the chaos he could create with this.
Sukuna might not know what Kenjaku planned for his imminent resurrection, but he had no doubt that this little surprise wasn't in the equation.
However, it would be more than welcome.
After all... eternity would be dull without a little excitement, wouldn't it?