The Man in the Multiverse, Transformed into Fu Hua at the Start Chapter 35

"Whether they admit it or not, that's just how it is."

Gojo Satoru scratched the back of his head.

"You always say such irresponsible things!"

"Are you deliberately trying to make enemies of the Director's Office!?"

Gojo couldn't be bothered to reply, but Amber felt a pang of discomfort in her heart.

The reason these people had stopped targeting her was because Gojo had already explained her danger level. As long as he made it clear she wasn't someone to mess with, everyone else naturally turned their verbal fire on Gojo.

She had to admit, since becoming a teacher, Gojo Satoru truly took responsibility for his students and looked after them well. But Amber didn't want others to bear more insults after helping her.

"Don't you dare target Gojo-sensei...!"

Amber couldn't help speaking up.

Gojo looked at the girl beside him in surprise.

Wasn't she supposed to be the shy, introverted type? He'd thought she'd silently blame herself after everything ended. He never expected her to speak up for him in a situation like this.

"There's no room for you to speak here! You're just a curse!"

"Gojo Satoru! What are you staring at!?"

Amber had long known how disgusting these rotten fish from the Director's Office were, but only now did she realize just how vile they could be. They were like a bunch of uncivilized creatures impossible to reason with. Bottling up a fair amount of resentment, Amber loosened her restrictions on Black Amber.

A dangerous chill instantly filled the entire room. Though the person herself hadn't come in person, the suffocating sense of crisis was unmistakably present.

"Do you want to die?"

The girl, her pupils now covered in crimson, let out a whisper dripping with killing intent. She didn't care at all that the strongest in the jujutsu world stood right beside her, freely radiating her own terror.

Fortunately, this state lasted only for that one sentence before the girl returned to normal. But judging by the faint anger on her face, she could transform back into that murderous curse at any moment.

In the end, the two were released without any trouble.

Gojo whistled, in a great mood as he laughed: "See? For a regular civilian like little Shier, they're quick to call for her head. But the moment their own lives are on the line, these Rotten Oranges go completely silent. Ridiculous, isn't it? Yet it's this bunch that holds the power of speech in the jujutsu world."

The man's words caught Amber's attention, snapping her out of that oppressive atmosphere.

"Changing the jujutsu world isn't easy. Killing them all would be simple, but no one would truly follow an existence like that."

Gojo explained: "That's why I hope to nurture jujutsu sorcerers through education who can replace the upper echelons. Little Shier, you're one of them too."

"I'll do my best."

Amber also wanted to change the environment of the jujutsu world. Since she was here anyway, thinking about how those Rotten Oranges had persecuted the Jujutsu High crew in the original story made her hate them to no end.

"Ah~ It's really not easy. Finally, a student who understands her teacher's hardships. In the jujutsu world, finding an obedient and adorable student is harder than climbing to heaven. Your other classmates worship and care about their teacher too, but they never know how to express themselves. Is that another common ailment of the jujutsu world?"

Gojo sighed dramatically.

Amber didn't comment.

The only type who could accept Gojo's personality without any negative feelings was someone like Yuji. The others' irritation with Gojo to the point of grinding their teeth definitely wasn't baseless.

Just as she was thinking this, Gojo's phone suddenly rang with a distinct notification tone.

It was clearly set to a special ring, because after spending most of the day together, Amber had only heard this one sound.

Gojo leisurely opened his phone, read the message, and showed an intrigued expression: "Ehh—"

"Something important?"

Amber asked curiously.

"You could say that... Oh, right. Shier, why don't you come along too? I'll show you something good, and you can meet your classmate while you're at it."

Gojo smiled: "Though you only have one classmate for now."

"...Okay."

Only one person? Something good? Wasn't this the starting point of the first episode?

Amber wanted to remind him not to let Yuji eat that finger, but the words died in her throat. Given the situation back then, if he hadn't eaten it, Yuji and Fushiguro would have died. There was no time to think about that. Besides, she had no way to explain how she knew about it.

Thinking of these two points, Amber could only change her approach: "Should we hurry over? It wouldn't be good if our classmate has to wait too long."

"You're right."

Gojo didn't overthink it. He reached out toward Amber: "Flying is faster. Let your teacher give you a ride."

Amber didn't mind contact from an elder, but considering that Black Amber hated Gojo on sight and had been angered earlier when he patted her head, she shook her head: "It's fine. I can enter Quantization and keep up with you, sensei."

Seeing that his student wanted to try using her own technique, Gojo was quite supportive. After all, she was still a kid. It was normal for her to be fascinated and eager to experiment with this supernatural power she'd just encountered.

So he didn't waste words and simply said: "Then I'll go ahead. If you get lost, call me. I'll come find you on my way back."

On the other side.

"What do you think? Why not join us? With your technique that can massively strengthen cursed spirits, our plan can be completed much faster."

Looking at the humanoid curse standing before her, smiling harmlessly with stitches all over its body, the Herrscher of Reason flashed a healthy grin.

Good, good. Before I even went looking for you, you came right to my doorstep.

Chapter 12: Yuji and Fushiguro

Moving via Quantization didn't require much calculation—just instinctively applying Quantization to herself, and her entire person entered Phase Space.

This was a six-dimensional space where time and space could be manipulated. Unfortunately, not only Amber but even Black Amber had zero understanding of this six-dimensional space, so the two could only perform simple displacement movements within it.

And the inconvenience didn't stop there. Within this space, there was no one else but herself, and no real-world constructs existed. So all Amber could do was sense the locations she had marked before entering the space and teleport between those two points.

Amber didn't know where Itadori and Fushiguro were at the school, so she could only place the mark on Gojo Satoru. When Gojo moved, she followed steadily beside him.

This resulted in Gojo constantly seeing Amber calmly trailing behind him. Whether he sped up or slowed down, the distance between them remained exactly the same. If not for the sight of her obedient and adorable face, even he would have felt a bit creeped out.

Yet even under Gojo's full-speed movement, when the two arrived, they still saw Fushiguro summoning a Shikigami in a stance ready to attack at any moment, while Itadori stood frozen in place, awkward and at a loss, frantically trying to calm things down.

"What's going on here?"

Landing behind Fushiguro, Gojo felt an ominous guess rise in his heart.

"Gojo-sensei!?"

Fushiguro Megumi, who had been prepared to fight to the death, froze for a moment, a glimmer of hope rising in his heart.

His technique was the Zen'in Clan's top-tier technique, the Ten Shadows Technique—unquestionably a technique that could rival the Six Eyes and Limitless. The reason for such high praise was that among the ten Shikigami of the Ten Shadows Technique, there was an ultimate Shikigami named Mahoraga.

The Shikigami of the Ten Shadows Technique couldn't be commanded just by summoning them; they had to be 'tamed' through battle. Untamed Shikigami would attack not only enemies but also the user themselves.

Fushiguro's action just now had been summoning Mahoraga, intending to take them all down together.

"Itadori-senpai is... an Incarnation?"

Amber hadn't expected to be too late, but... this wasn't entirely a bad thing. Fu Hua had also said that while changing the plot was her freedom, she would have to bear the loss of foresight that came with altering it.

If it wasn't a plot point she absolutely had to change, there was no need to risk making things worse.

"And you are?"

Fushiguro finally noticed the petite girl behind Gojo, who looked a bit younger than him.

How could he bring a girl like this to such a dangerous place?

"Ah, little Shier."

Itadori was the first to notice Amber's arrival.

"You two know each other?"

Gojo asked curiously.

Amber didn't actually know Itadori—only from anime. But the school gate had the name Sugikawa written on it, and Itadori was famous around campus. Even though they were in different divisions—one high school, one middle school—they shared the same sports field, so she figured it wasn't strange for her to recognize him.

What she hadn't expected was that Itadori recognized her too.

"Itadori-senpai is a celebrity at school."

Amber could only say that.

"Not at all. Little Shier's pretty famous too. You're cute, and you work part-time to help support your family. Everyone thinks you're amazing."

Itadori seemed to notice and scratched the back of his head.

"Haha, after all, she's my student."

Even though she hadn't enrolled yet, Gojo shamelessly claimed credit before getting down to business: "So, what's the situation now, kid? Did you eat something you shouldn't have?"

"Uh..."

Itadori also remembered how Fushiguro had been ready to kill him just now. He could tell Fushiguro wasn't the type to attack innocent people without reason, so the reason for his actions was clearly some rule he didn't know about.

But a man took responsibility for his own actions. He wasn't about to deny it.

So he grimaced and said, "I ate a finger with a really long nail."

"Ridiculous."

Gojo gave his verdict.

He genuinely found it ridiculous. In the morning, he'd taken in Shier, an Incarnation possessed by a Special Grade Curse, and now in the evening, another heavyweight showed up—someone who'd directly eaten one of Sukuna's fingers.

Fortunately, he'd already dealt with one case, so he had some experience. And based on the Cursed Remnant at the scene, he could tell that Itadori had taken emergency action to help Fushiguro.

But still...

"I don't know what's going on these days. A Special Grade Curse Incarnation is rare enough, but not only have neither of them died from the curse, they can both suppress the curse inside them. Am I already falling behind the times?"

Gojo strolled casually toward Itadori Yuji.

"Impressive. You're completely mixed together."

Unlike Shier's situation—where the curse obediently stayed still in its 'vessel' spot—Itadori's curse was eyeing him hungrily from within.

"Eh..."

Itadori didn't understand, but he could tell his situation seemed pretty bad.

"You can let Sukuna out, right? And suppress him again at will?"

Gojo asked.

"Sukuna? Ah, the ghost from that finger."

Itadori nodded. "I can let him out, and I can suppress him anytime... Wait, what do you mean by 'also'?"

Wasn't his case a special exception?

While Gojo Satoru was still getting a handle on the situation, Amber had already pulled out bandages to dress Fushiguro Megumi's wounds.

Where did the bandages come from? Naturally, she'd torn off a sleeve from Fushiguro's uniform as a temporary substitute.

"Thanks."

Fushiguro had lost a fair amount of blood by now, and had even been on the verge of losing consciousness just moments ago. But with someone reliable by his side now, combined with his determination to fight to the death, adrenaline had briefly restored his state.

That didn't mean his injuries were no longer a concern.

"It's nothing."

Amber's desire for the Herrscher of Death and Life core grew stronger. She made up her mind—tonight, even if she had to throw in all her points, she was going to pull it!

"Boom!"

The sound of a building shattering came from not far away. Gojo Satoru had already started fighting with Itadori Yuji, who had transformed into Sukuna.

Though it was called a fight, anyone could see that Sukuna, with only a single finger's worth of power, was nothing more than a toy in Gojo's hands, ready to be crushed at any moment. It wasn't so much a battle as it was waiting for the countdown to end, to see if Itadori could regain his sanity.

Sukuna knew this too. His killing intent surged even higher as he decided to take out the two bystanders nearby, to teach that white-haired bastard a lesson.

But the moment his eyes landed on Amber, he found it hard to look away.

Strong—such immense Cursed Energy. And a body that, despite its small frame, possessed power completely at odds with its appearance. Just who was this?

And that sea-urchin-headed guy—his technique was very interesting.

Was the diversity of sorcerers in this era really this rich?

Chapter Thirteen: Conversation.

"Not looking too good."