Someone in the Multiverse, Transformed into Fu Hua at the Start Chapter 31

After pulling herself together, Amber began to think about how she should establish herself in this world.

Unlike Mesopotamia, this was a modern society. Surviving in a modern society required not just food, but all kinds of rules—first and foremost, her identity.

"Navigator, whose house is this? And... am I an undocumented person here?"

[Host need not worry. No matter the world, the system will provide a suitable identity for the host.]

Amber recalled that the last world had been the same—Fu Hua shouldn't have existed there, yet the Divine Land Sword Breaking Record had inexplicably appeared.

Since Amber had asked, the Navigator naturally wouldn't hold back. He directly displayed a screen for Amber, introducing the identity the system had helped form in this world.

To put it simply, her name was Shier Fulei. She was a foreign resident living in Japan, a third-year middle school student at Sugawa School. Both her parents had passed away, and no other relatives could be found. Fortunately, an acquaintance who knew her parents had adopted Shier—the director of an orphanage. And so Shier came to live in that orphanage.

The orphanage didn't have many children. Aside from Shier, none of the other kids were even ten years old. Shier was the only one old enough to attend school, so the director could afford her tuition fees.

But three days ago, the entire orphanage—except for Shier, who had been at school—including all the children and the director, had died under mysterious circumstances, leaving Shier with nowhere to go.

Fortunately, the orphanage director had previously felt sorry that Shier had to travel so far to and from school. Since there happened to be a house near the school, she had given Shier the keys, so at least Shier wasn't sleeping on the streets.

Amber: ...What kind of backstory is this...

The girl hadn't forgotten that the world she was in was Jujutsu Kaisen. Mysterious deaths—that was almost certainly the work of a cursed spirit.

She had to go to the orphanage and see what that cursed spirit was about. At the very least, she had to avenge the director and the others.

'Are you an idiot?'

Black Amber's eye twitched. 'That's just a fabricated background. You don't actually know them, and you've never interacted with them, right?'

"Even if I haven't interacted with them... from the background story, the director was a good person."

Amber understood that, but it didn't change her decision. "Even if I never really met them, I still want to avenge them. I don't want them to die without anyone knowing why."

'...Fine, then.'

Having lived with the Herrscher of Reason for many years, Black Amber was a bit unused to this sudden, unguarded kindness. She didn't really care about this matter, though—what she wanted to talk about was something else. 'Before you go looking for trouble with that cursed spirit, shouldn't you first get used to the power of this body? Of course, if you want to use Tai Xu Sword Qi, I won't stop you.'

When Black Amber said this, Amber remembered and carefully sensed the power of this body.

And her first reaction after sensing it was... how weak.

Since being resurrected, she had never felt this weak before. Fu Hua's boundless vitality and mountain-moving, sea-splitting physical strength were now completely gone.

This current body couldn't even heal within a second of being injured. She could even feel a long-lost sense of hunger—she was hungry...

This sudden, massive nerf made Amber extremely uncomfortable.

But following her principle of not breaking the "waifu" persona, she couldn't bring herself to say something like "just use the Sword God."

'Eat something first. Otherwise, if your already not-so-bright head doesn't even have enough sugar, won't you get even dumber?'

Black Amber said.

Amber knew she wasn't exactly a smart person. She wanted to retort, but quickly realized that the other her's words shouldn't be taken for the second half—she should focus on the first half.

Thinking this, Amber couldn't help but laugh.

She clearly meant to kindly remind her, but she was so bad at expressing it.

'What are you laughing at?'

Black Amber asked, confused. Was she happy about being insulted?

"Nothing."

Amber shook her head and planned to eat something first, but soon realized another problem. "Navigator, do I... have money?"

[Setting supplemented. Shier Fulei, worried about the orphanage's financial situation during her school years, had a part-time job. Yesterday was her payday.]

At the same time, a plain envelope appeared on the living room dining table in front of Amber. Inside was her previous month's salary.

Amber opened it and took a look. About 200,000 yen—a fairly average income.

After silently thanking the system and the Navigator, Amber took the money from the envelope and immediately left the house.

It was a very ordinary Japanese-style residential house. Worth mentioning was that this kind of ordinary two-story residential house, while something only the wealthy could afford in the Divine Land, was considered less upscale than apartment buildings in Japan. Amber didn't really understand why, but she preferred this kind of house anyway.

Walking on unfamiliar streets, Amber couldn't help but feel nostalgic for her previous body, which could easily grasp the entire layout of a city with a single thought.

Unlike the previous world, this world was filled with tiny, harmless, yet grotesquely ugly cursed spirits everywhere. Seeing them through a screen in 2D was already ugly enough, but actually seeing them in person was far more sanity-draining than any Demon Beast or Lahmu.

At the very least, Amber already felt like her eyes were being assaulted.

This residential area wasn't particularly remote. After walking for just a few minutes, Amber spotted a shop. Just as she was about to enter, she suddenly felt a chill—an indescribable sensation. If she had to put it into words, it was similar to Lahmu, filled with negative emotions.

Still, cursed spirits in this world were way too common, weren't they?

Fortunately, this aura posed no threat to Amber at all. She carefully sensed it and found it came from an alley not far away.

Without much hesitation, she headed in that direction.

Her movements, however, caught the eye of a blue-haired girl wearing a black suit with a katana at her waist. Realizing that Amber might be in danger, the blue-haired girl's expression changed, and she quickly chased after her from a distance.

Chapter 4: The Death of a Special Grade Cursed Spirit.

So this was the cursed spirit that gave her that cold feeling?

After entering the alley, Amber realized she had stepped into a place completely different from what it looked like from the outside. Having read the original work, she knew very well—she had entered an incomplete domain.

So that cold, oppressive presence was a Special Grade Cursed Spirit?

But why would a Special Grade Cursed Spirit suddenly appear here? In Amber's memory, Cursed Spirits were born from the accumulation of negative emotions. This ordinary residential area, these ordinary alleyways—there shouldn't be conditions that could spawn a Special Grade Cursed Spirit, right?

Still pondering this, Amber took in the state of the domain.

It was an unremarkable high-rise office. If Cursed Spirits were truly born from negative emotions, was this some kind of manifestation of office workers' resentment?

'This is perfect.'

Black Amber spoke up: 'A fight right after arriving—isn't that a good chance to test your own strength?'

True. She no longer had the full-layer Sword Heart or the sword-shaped Sword Souls that came with Fu Hua's body. Her own Sword Heart was only at the first layer.

Besides, she didn't really want to pull off an OOC move like Shier swinging the Sword God unless she absolutely had to.

With that thought, Amber equipped Tong Yao in her hand. The massive scythe already exceeded the girl's height. Watching such a slender body wield such an enormous weapon was, in Amber's opinion, a huge cute point. But...

She didn't know how to use a scythe.

If she had mastered Sword Souls, she could wield anything—even a napkin—with perfect ease. Unfortunately, she hadn't. So after a few awkward swings of this completely unfamiliar behemoth, Amber sulkily put it away.

Getting back on track, Amber carefully sensed the power within her body.

Shier's main strength came from her innate Stigmata, and Amber possessed the same one. Not only that, but it had undergone a very thorough localization.

Simply put, Amber's Cursed Energy didn't require her to feel any negative emotions herself. The Stigmata on her chest handled everything. And her Innate Technique was straightforward and simple: Quantization.

Having an Innate Technique was a good thing. After all, she didn't want to be like some jock who fought through an entire series only knowing Black Flash.

But there was no helping it. The reason Jujutsu Sorcerers were said to be a talent-based profession was that Innate Techniques couldn't be learned—they depended entirely on how you were born. If you were born without one, unless something special happened, you'd be stuck in mediocrity.

That wasn't to say someone without an Innate Technique was necessarily weak. But their ceiling was definitely fixed.

And it didn't stop there. Having an Innate Technique didn't mean you could use it, because the prerequisite was having a sorcerer's brain structure.

For example, Junpei had a technique but lacked the brain structure. That's why Mahito had to modify him before he could use it.

But...

Quantization... how exactly did it work?

Amber had no clue. She could only walk through the building, racking her brain—a brain untouched by knowledge.

Black Amber didn't have this problem. Why did Fu Hua always see her as a threat? Lahmu had many flaws, but that didn't mean they lacked strengths. The main one was that they could easily control their bodies and power from birth—innate knowledge, violent and brimming with negative emotions.

For Black Amber, the moment she took control of the body, she could unleash its full power. Amber couldn't compete with her at all.

Fortunately, despite her confusion about her technique, having trained in Tai Xu Sword Qi meant Amber at least had no issues with using Cursed Energy.

Just as she was thinking this, as if the presence had sensed that the girl before her posed no threat, a massive crashing sound exploded beside Amber's ear. The corridor wall burst open beside her, and a pale, powerful hand shot out from the dust, aiming straight for the girl's head.

Having trained for a month, Amber wasn't about to be hit by an attack like that.

Her body moved instinctively. She was about to teach this Cursed Spirit a lesson when she heard another set of footsteps.

"Watch out!"

A blade flashed before Amber's eyes. The pale arm was severed. Amber instinctively looked over and saw a girl with long blue hair and a strange fringe, her expression grim as she sheathed her katana. Then she grabbed Amber's arm and pulled her away, running.

Maki Zenin's heart was about to jump out of her chest.

She was just a Grade 3 Jujutsu Sorcerer from Kyoto Jujutsu High School. She'd finally gotten to leave campus and go home, only to stumble into an incomplete domain of a Special Grade Cursed Spirit.

If she said she wasn't regretting it, she'd be lying. Most of her family's income came from her. If she died, her younger siblings would face a situation where they couldn't even survive. That was a scene she absolutely didn't want to see!

But... she couldn't just watch a girl as young as her siblings get killed by a Cursed Spirit!

'I hope Todo and the others get here soon...!'

Maki's heart was frantic. Knowing the gap in strength between her and the enemy, she didn't even hope to escape the Special Grade Cursed Spirit's domain. She only hoped she could hold out until reinforcements arrived.

'The handshake event Todo mentioned isn't far from here... Please make it in time!'

"Um...!"

Amber, running alongside her, didn't know what the other girl was thinking, but seeing her panic, she understood roughly how she felt: "Miss, we—"

"Don't worry! I'll get you out of here!"

Maki realized her own panic was showing, even making the other girl uneasy. So she put on a brave face, turning back to the girl with a smile, hoping to give her more confidence.

But when she turned her head, she nearly scared herself to death. The pale arm she'd severed hadn't healed, but more arms had appeared, chasing after them. They were about to grab the girl behind her. She quickly stopped, pulled the girl behind her, drew the katana at her waist, and with a swing of the blade, cut down the approaching arms.

This selfless act moved Amber a little. In her last world, as the Crimson Kite Immortal, she had been everyone's pillar of hope. She'd never been protected like this before. But... this Special Grade Cursed Spirit was really weak in her eyes.

Before Maki could breathe a sigh of relief, the ground beneath her feet trembled. Then came a sickening feeling of weightlessness.

She quickly looked down and realized those arms were just a feint to force them to stop. The real killing move was the abyssal maw that had opened beneath their feet.

'I'm going to die!'

Maki was so tense she didn't even have time to close her eyes. But the next moment, what filled her vision wasn't the inside of the Cursed Spirit's mouth. Instead, it was the figure of a girl wielding a scythe, accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood exploding.

Chapter 5: I Was Reincarnated?

"Huh...?"

Her body hit the ground hard. Sitting in the alleyway, still in the same position as when she'd fallen, Maki's expression was dazed: "Killed... it?"

A Special Grade Cursed Spirit, killed? With just that one effortless slash?

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Thinking back to the dull 'thud' with no cushioning, Amber looked worriedly at Maki Zenin, who was sitting on the ground.

Gazing at the concern reflected in those eyes and the girl's delicate, refined features, Maki found it hard to reconcile the figure before her with the girl who had just swung a scythe completely disproportionate to her own body size.

Could this slender girl really be the one wielding that scythe, which looked like it weighed hundreds of pounds?

No... she's a Jujutsu Sorcerer after all, so maybe it's not that strange?

"I... I'm fine."

Having narrowly escaped death, Maki swallowed hard and looked at the girl's blue eyes, which mirrored the sea, a flicker of doubt in her mind.

Didn't she remember this girl's eyes being red?

Must be an illusion—after all, everything was covered in blood back then, probably just a trick of the light.

Thinking this, Maki stood up and took another look at the girl standing before her, a head shorter than herself.

(Maki is 169cm, Shier is 149cm)

Looking closely, she realized... this was far more than just delicate and refined features—this girl was more beautiful than any celebrity she'd ever seen, to the point where she wondered if they were even from the same world.

"Oh... oh-ho..."

Maki let out an odd, involuntary sound.

"Hm?"

This reaction caught Amber off guard, but looking more closely, the girl before her seemed very familiar—blue hair, that weird fringe, carrying a sword—clearly Maki Zenin, right? That poor girl who spent the whole story wondering what her foreshadowing was, only to end up as nothing.

"Since you're fine... Shier will be leaving now?"