In a Multiverse, I Started by Transforming into Fu Hua

Compared to the others, Fushiguro was somewhat uninterested. He did not really like places that were crowded and chaotic.

Like Yuji, Amber had often gone shopping in the previous world, but... no matter how prosperous Uruk's markets had been, Amber had never really felt like browsing them...

This place was different. Amber was quite interested in this bustling, modern shopping district.

Having made up their minds, the group did not waste any time. After leaving the station, they headed straight for Harajuku's main street. It was not particularly wide, but it was packed with all kinds of shops—giant cotton candy, dazzling accessories, and more than enough to make one's eyes spin.

Unfortunately, Amber did not have much of an opinion when it came to shopping, and Yuji, who was better at livening things up, was still a boy, so he kept looking for things that interested him instead.

Even so, Amber was in an excellent mood. Though the crowds made her social anxiety feel increasingly severe, everyone was busy with their own business and hardly anyone paid attention to others, so it was still within what she could handle.

That was, until someone quickly approached her side and spoke with a smiling, slightly ingratiating expression. "Um... miss, would you be interested in making your debut?"

First-Year Team Building

"Shier has no plans to do that..."

Although Amber was interested in idols, she liked watching idols, not becoming one herself. Just imagining standing onstage with everyone staring at her made her feel like her toes would dig out a two-bedroom apartment.

"Being an idol means being admired by countless people! And with how young and adorable you look, miss, you definitely have the potential to become a top idol!"

The talent scout did not give up so easily and continued trying to persuade her.

But Gojo Satoru, who had been watching from the side, stepped in to help. "All right, mister. Little Shier already said she isn't interested. Besides, Little Shier is still in middle school~"

"Eh...?"

The talent scout froze for a moment before revealing a regretful expression that said, So that was it after all.

Right. No matter how youthful her face was, there was no way an adult could still look like a middle schooler... But then again, why was a middle school student here on a weekday? Shouldn't she be at school?

Still, judging by Amber's appearance, he did not think she was some delinquent girl. He merely assumed she had taken a day off for some reason.

Realizing there was no chance, the talent scout felt deeply unwilling to give up. All he could say was, "If you're interested after you grow up, please be sure to consider me first!"

As he spoke, he handed over a business card from his pocket.

Amber felt too embarrassed to refuse, so she accepted it.

Just as the talent scout regretfully prepared to leave, he suddenly felt a hand press down on his shoulder, prompting him to turn around instinctively.

What he saw was a girl with short chestnut hair, her face brimming with confidence and spirit. She was not unattractive at all—rather, she was quite pretty—but... this was Japan. Among all Asian countries, Japan was the one that most worshipped women who were pale, young, and slender. Girls who made men want to protect them were the popular type in their eyes. Even the so-called Yamato nadeshiko had become a preference of the older generation amid ever-changing culture.

"What about me? Idol."

The chestnut-haired girl was indeed rather pretty, but she completely failed to match the talent scout's aesthetic for idols. He could only say, "Um... I'm in a hurry..."

After saying that, he tried to leave directly. However, the chestnut-haired girl frowned and grabbed the back of his collar as he walked past her. "What the hell? Explain yourself!"

"Ugh!"

With his collar being yanked, the talent scout felt as though he had run into the mafia. This short-haired girl's attitude and mannerisms made her seem exactly like some kind of gangster.

"Um... that man seems very scared."

Although she had long known what Nobara was like, seeing her act this way right in front of her still made Amber feel somewhat awkward. She could not help reevaluating whether their personalities could truly get along.

Nobara, who had rushed over without a second thought after seeing the talent scout at work, finally turned to look at the person he had been pestering. The moment she saw Amber, she was utterly stunned. "Ooh!"

"...Ooh...?"

Amber had not expected to hear that sound again.

Taking advantage of Nobara's lapse in attention, the talent scout hurriedly broke free from her grip. Then he vanished into the crowd in a flash, escaping the group's sight.

Nobara also realized that her reaction had been somewhat exaggerated. But she truly loved small and cute things, whether they were people or objects.

Though Nobara looked spirited and had a confident, bold personality, she was only one hundred and sixty centimeters tall. She herself did not mind that, but it was actually rather difficult to find girls who had an obvious height difference with her.

"What cosmetics do you use? Your lip color doesn't look like lip gloss at all!"

Nobara could not be bothered with the escaped talent scout and instead became interested in Amber.

"Um... I don't use cosmetics, and I don't use lip gloss either..."

"Natural beauty!? Seriously!?"

Nobara felt a little envious.

"Huh? Is this the girl we're supposed to meet?"

Yuji's voice sounded from nearby.

"The buttons on her clothes are the same as the Jujutsu High uniform."

Fushiguro confirmed Yuji's guess. "Hello, I'm Fushiguro Megumi."

"I'm Itadori Yuji! I'm from Sendai!"

Yuji introduced himself as well.

Their voices made Nobara look toward them. Her eyes moved between the two of them, and as she took in Itadori Yuji wearing absurd celebration sunglasses while holding an ice cream cone, she quickly formed her evaluation.

The pink-haired one looked painfully uncool. He definitely ate his own boogers as a kid.

And what was with the black-haired one? He only said his name? I don't like men who act all full of themselves. And what kind of name was that? Isn't that usually a girl's name? His hairstyle looked like a sea urchin too.

"...I've never eaten boogers..."

"My name was picked by my parents..."

Two faint voices sounded one after another, and Nobara said blandly, "Hm? How did you know what I was thinking?"

"You said it out loud on purpose!"

Yuji's eye twitched. He then walked over to Amber, handed her the ice cream cone in his hand, and said, "Don't teach little Shier bad things."

"Ah... so this little girl is the auditing student they mentioned before?"

Nobara looked at Amber in realization.

"Hello, I'm Shier Fulei. Please take care of me."

Amber accepted the ice cream Yuji had bought for her and politely introduced herself.

"I'm Kugisaki Nobara. Shier can just call me Nobara. The boys can call me Kugisaki."

Nobara first smiled in response to Shier, then turned expressionlessly toward Yuji with a puzzled look. "But you two don't look like siblings at all."

"We're not blood-related siblings."

Yuji explained, "Shier's school was actually the school I attended before coming to Jujutsu High, so she's technically my junior. But since our situations are somewhat similar, and I thought it rolled off the tongue better, that's what I started calling her."

"Mmm—"

Nobara nodded in understanding.

Once everyone had officially gotten acquainted, Gojo Satoru finally stepped forward and clapped his hands together. "All right! Chances for the entire grade to gather this neatly are rare, and three of you are visiting Tokyo for the first time, so... let's do some sightseeing!"

"This is...?"

Nobara looked toward the three of them.

"This is Gojo-sensei. He's a teacher at Jujutsu High."

Fushiguro did not mind her earlier disparaging remarks and kindly explained.

"Oh!"

Nobara's eyes immediately lit up. "If a teacher is taking us sightseeing, doesn't that mean we can shop for free?"

Team-building activities were generally paid for by the people above, especially in Japan. When two people who were not very familiar with each other ate together for work or other matters, the person of higher status would pay.

Yuji also excitedly waved his arm. It was not that he cared about money; going out and having fun together simply made him excited.

"Then I'll announce our next destination. One of Tokyo's most eye-catching new attractions in recent years, and one of its bustling districts, famous for its nightlife and foreign residents—it is..."

"Roppongi!"

Test

Compared to Harajuku, Roppongi was generally considered a more upscale place. Unlike Harajuku, which was full of young people and street culture, this area had restaurants, television stations, supermarkets, hotels, Tokyo's largest cinema complex, and every kind of entertainment facility imaginable.

If Harajuku was a place for young people to relax and wander around, then Roppongi was a place for high-end entertainment.

With burning anticipation, Itadori Yuji and Nobara followed Gojo Satoru to... an abandoned building.

The two of them felt utterly scammed. This was not bustling at all!

"Not every part of Roppongi is prosperous. Besides, there are curses here. For Jujutsu Sorcerers, coming somewhere like this shouldn't be surprising, right~?"

Gojo Satoru showed no guilt whatsoever for toying with the teenagers' feelings, a pleased smile on his face.

"Damn it! Isn't this false advertising!?"

Nobara snapped angrily.

"This is close to a residential area. If children broke in here to explore, they might run into danger."

Amber explained to the two of them, "It's near a residential area, and there's a cemetery beside it, so Cursed Spirits have taken up residence here."

"Hm? If there's a cemetery, shouldn't the Cursed Spirits be in the cemetery?"

Yuji scratched the back of his head.

"The important thing isn't the cemetery. It's the people who think cemeteries are scary."

Knowing that Yuji still did not understand much about the Jujutsu World, Fushiguro gave him a brief explanation.

"Oh, I see."

Yuji nodded.

"Wait? Isn't that common sense?"

Nobara looked at the two of them in shock. "This guy doesn't even know that?"

She knew Yuji was from a place that was not exactly a big city, but not even understanding how curses were born did not seem like something a proper Jujutsu Sorcerer would be ignorant of.

Seeing this, Fushiguro Megumi explained Yuji's circumstances. Worried that Nobara might misunderstand Yuji or develop a bias against him because of it, he also explained Amber's situation. It was not because he wanted to divert attention toward her; it was simply something Nobara would learn sooner or later, so it was better to make things clear from the start.

Moreover, Nobara clearly had a much better impression of the girl than of everyone else, so he hoped this would dilute her negative impression of Yuji.

However, Nobara did not care about any of that. Instead, she exclaimed in shock, "I knew it. Even if a guy like this hasn't eaten his own boogers, he's probably eaten some other weird things... That's so unhygienic..."

"Huh!?"

Yuji could not believe that was her reaction. How was he unhygienic? He had not had a choice!

Although Fushiguro Megumi knew Yuji had not had a choice either, recalling his own shock and lingering fear when Yuji swallowed the finger still made him agree with Nobara. "I think so too."

"What!?"

Yuji stared at Fushiguro blankly. Why were even you, the person involved, saying that?

Amber was the one who spoke up fairly for him. "If Yuji-senpai hadn't done that back then, both of them might have died, so he had no choice... Gojo-sensei and Shier arrived too late."

Gojo Satoru had not expected to be dragged into this. Honestly, he had truly been rushing over as fast as he could. It might not have been full speed, but who could have expected someone to eat that finger?

"How can you blame Gojo-sensei and little Shier?"

Yuji shook his head. "The situation back then was simply something nobody could do anything about, right?"

"Exactly."

Gojo Satoru immediately settled the matter. Nobody should blame anyone. "But to make sure something that nobody can do anything about doesn't happen again, we'll leave the curses here to you two, Yuji and Nobara."

"Huh? Just the two of us?"

Yuji, who had assumed everyone would act together, froze.

"Tch, what a pain."

Nobara did not say much else and headed straight toward the abandoned building.

Seeing that, Yuji had no choice but to take the Cursed Tool baton hanging from his waist and follow her inside.

"Sensei... doesn't Shier need to go too?"

After the two entered the building, Amber finally looked at Gojo Satoru in confusion.

"Hmm~ For little Shier, the Cursed Spirits here would have no testing value at all. Your test hasn't been arranged yet."

Gojo Satoru smiled. "After all, you're Japan's fifth modern-day special grade. Naturally, only a special grade will do as a test subject."