Stand User of the Same Type

Yuta Okkotsu and Rika Orimoto were childhood friends with an extremely close bond.

So close that Eiriri was incredibly envious.

So close that one day, Rika secretly took out her parents' wedding rings and gave them to Yuta, promising to marry him when they grew up and be together forever.

Then, something dramatic happened.

The next day, Rika was hit by a runaway truck. When Yuta rushed over, his childhood friend was already lying in a pool of blood, her head crushed.

Yuta trembled as he walked to Rika's side. Unexpectedly, Rika, who was already dead, suddenly reached out and grabbed his ankle, speaking in broken words:

"Yu...ta...Yu...ta..."

"We...pro...mised...to...get...mar...ried...when...we...grow...up."

"--And so he was cursed by his beloved Rika. It's pretty much like that. So be careful from now on, or you might trigger Rika's curse."

Above the ruins, Satoru Gojo smiled cheerfully, completely lacking the atmosphere of someone telling a grim story.

The ruins were, of course, created by Gardevoir and Rika Orimoto. Although Akesato had made considerations, moving the fight from indoors to outdoors, he still underestimated the destructive power of a ceiling-level curse. The teaching building, nearly a century old, couldn't withstand the aftermath of their battle and was shaken to the ground.

"Uh, can you explain what's going on?" Panda asked.

"Tuna mayonnaise," Inumaki said at the same time, pointing to another side of the ruins.

There, Rika Orimoto, having shrunk back to normal human size, sat on the ground, letting Gardevoir pat her head.

"Sha~sha~sha~sha~"

"Oh~oh~oh~oh~"

Although neither of them spoke human language, anyone could see that the two non-humans were getting along very harmoniously.

Weren't they just fighting to the death a few minutes ago?

One had been repeatedly beaten to the point of losing limbs.

The other had also been blasted away more than once, and their "most beloved Master" still couldn't lift one arm.

Could it be that the fiercer the fight, the better the relationship?

"Don't ask me, I don't know either. I'm not a woman," Satoru Gojo said, shrugging and looking at Maki.

Maki rolled her eyes. "I don't understand women either. Hey, stop grinning like an idiot over there and explain."

The "idiot" grinning was, naturally, Akesato. Although he hadn't remained unscathed, Akesato's mood was more than ten times better than before the fight. The upward curve of his lips hadn't stopped, and if it continued, he might end up with stiff facial muscles from smiling.

"Explain what?"

"Why are Little Sa and Rika Orimoto so close? Doesn't she hate cursed spirits the most?"

"Because Rika isn't an ordinary cursed spirit. What drives her isn't hate, but love."

Maki gasped dramatically, "Love? Love can turn someone into this?"

"Excessive love is still love, you could say it's yandere?" Akesato accidentally revealed his true nature.

Fortunately, the atmosphere at the Jujutsu High was good, and no one looked down on 2D. The top-tier Satoru Gojo was even more immersed in 2D.

"Pretty much. Now that you mention it, I get it—in this world, there's no curse more twisted than love. Oh, this sentence scores very high in Satoru Gojo's heart."

Temporarily ignoring the eccentric teacher with his ever-changing style, the two of them had analyzed Rika Orimoto correctly.

Although for normal people, this love was too heavy to bear, it was not a problem for Gardevoir.

Gardevoir was also extreme at her core. The Pokémon Encyclopedia clearly stated that when her Trainer was in danger, she would risk her own life and unleash her most powerful Psychic Power to save her Trainer.

Gardevoir wholeheartedly identified with what Rika Orimoto had done for Yuta Okkotsu, especially the emotion of caring for only one person in this life and wanting to be together even in death.

Therefore, at the end of the battle, when Akesato had originally planned to summon Satoru Gojo to control the field and forcibly end the fight, Gardevoir uncharacterically raised an objection, saying she had a way to pacify Rika Orimoto.

After speaking, she floated over and had a "shashasha" encrypted conversation. Rika Orimoto quickly calmed down and said, "Rika likes you. Let's be friends."

After receiving Gardevoir's affirmative reply, they turned into a strange scene of mutual nuzzling and rubbing.

Of course, this was also related to Rika Orimoto's childlike nature and her lack of grudges.

Anyone could see that neither side had any intention to kill in the previous confrontation. Rika Orimoto had treated it as a game from beginning to end.

It couldn't be helped, the scale of Rika Orimoto's existence was too immense, so immense that even Satoru Gojo wasn't confident he could completely Exorcise her.

Akesato could imagine the battle scene between the two sides without even thinking—invincible and unharmed versus extremely strong and durable. Rika couldn't touch Satoru Gojo, and Satoru Gojo would have a hard time depleting Rika's health bar.

So, Akesato and Gardevoir's attacks were actually just fierce in appearance. Compared to Rika's extremely long health bar, they were quite limited. Being able to deal damage and move beyond the realm of mere scratching was already very strong.

It must be stated that Special Grade was a rank with the widest disparity. Some Special Grades had just reached the rank, while others were Special Grade because their evaluation ceiling was only Special Grade.

This was true for Satoru Gojo among Jujutsu Sorcerers and for Rika Orimoto among cursed spirits.

Akesato and Gardevoir still had a long way to go.

Yuta Okkotsu did too.

"Do you know what you need to do now?"

"I do." Yuta Okkotsu was actually very smart.

Looking at Gardevoir and Rika getting along harmoniously, he understood that he had fallen into a misconception.

Because of the shock of seeing his childhood friend turn into a cursed spirit with his own eyes, and the fact that the cursed spirit form was quite terrifying, Yuta had always been resistant to Rika's existence, viewing her as the source of misfortune and the biggest trouble, never truly accepting her.

Gardevoir used practical actions to tell Yuta that no matter how her appearance changed, Rika's essence was still Rika, someone who could communicate and even not worry about her harming others.

"Classmate Akesato, please guide me on what to do."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll teach you even if you don't want to learn."

Akesato patted Yuta Okkotsu's shoulder. It wasn't that he was addicted to teaching and took on everything, but rather—

"You are a Stand User of the same type as me."

"Stand User?" Yuta Okkotsu's pupils constricted.

Because of Rika's existence, Yuta Okkotsu's youth was basically spent in self-imposed isolation.

Afraid that Rika would hurt people, he had always deliberately distanced himself from others or maintained a harmless appearance.

The former left him friendless, while the latter, combined with his frail physique, made him a favorite target for bullies.

The incident where he stuffed four people into a locker was also because the other party wanted to bully Yuta, which angered Rika, ultimately alerting the Jujutsu world and leading to his discovery by Satoru Gojo.

Unable to engage with the 3D world, the 2D world became his best way to pass the time.

He certainly wouldn't miss JOJO, especially appreciating the unwavering will that ran through the entire series, present in both the righteous and the wicked. That was precisely what he lacked.

It seems it's not just the Stand type that's the same. Akesato smiled slightly, twisted his body, and struck a JOJO pose.

Yuta Okkotsu had a flash of inspiration and followed suit.

The two looked at each other and simultaneously called out:

"Gardevoir—"

"Rika—"

The two appeared behind them in response, just like "Stands."

Satoru Gojo's eyes burned with envy. Striking a JOJO pose, he shouted, "Damn it, I want a Stand too. Ari, do you have any other spirits? Lend me one."

"Even if I did, I wouldn't lend it to you, you pervert trying to take advantage of me."

Akesato and Yuta Okkotsu were doing Joseph's pose, while Satoru Gojo was doing Jonathan's pose.

Damn it!