I Play Ninjutsu in Jujutsu Kaisen!

After stepping into the room and locking the door, Natsu Hiraku took off his blood-soaked clothes. He touched the wound on his chest, where the blood had already congealed.

This was his most serious wound. The cursed energy blade had passed directly through his chest, but he was lucky enough that it didn't hit any vital organs. Filling it with cursed energy would suffice.

"Hah! I really have a thick skin."

A "swish swish" sound suddenly rang out – the sound of the shower in the bathroom. Then, Asura's bark could be heard:

"Woof woof woof! (Master, want to shower together?)"

"Hmph."

He let out a soft hum, a smile appearing on Natsu Hiraku's lips. He touched the bathroom door and walked in, saying, "I'm coming."

Even though he couldn't see at the moment, Natsu Hiraku wasn't overly panicked or afraid of the darkness because Asura was by his side. Although he'd been raised to be a bit silly, he was still trustworthy.

After a simple rinse, Natsu Hiraku walked out of the bathroom. Asura was still inside, happily playing with the water. He called out to him:

"Asura, come out after you've shaken off the water from your fur. I don't want to mop the floor."

"Woof woof woof! (So cool, hehehe)"

"..."

"Forget it. I shouldn't have expected anything from a dog's intelligence after three months."

Natsu Hiraku was speechless. He picked up the towel hanging on the wall and wiped his wet hair. He casually grabbed a drink from the refrigerator, which contained so many different kinds of beverages that even he didn't know how many there were.

Teacher Gojo had even put a few cans of beer in there, saying they'd be for their next gathering.

"Pfft—"

He opened the can and took a big gulp. As soon as the drink hit his mouth, he realized something was wrong. This was the alcohol Teacher Gojo had put in there!

"Ptooey!"

Natsu Hiraku spat out all the alcohol he had taken into his mouth. He didn't like drinking such bitter stuff, nor did he drink to drown his sorrows, because it would lead to mistakes.

He was never confused about his future, so why would he want to drown his sorrows?

He placed the beer on the table, grabbed another drink from the refrigerator at random, and tapped on a song downloaded on his phone, remembering its location. He listened quietly.

Waiting for his eyes to recover.

Half an hour passed.

Natsu Hiraku remained slumped in his seat. The few songs on his phone had been played on repeat countless times, and Asura was quietly lying on the floor.

He was still waiting. Although he had foreseen that overusing the Sharingan might lead to blindness, this could also be an opportunity for evolution.

Risk and reward coexist.

Perhaps the evolution of the Two-Tomoe was happening right now.

From the moment he closed his eyes until now, the intense pain in his eyes had turned into a tingling sensation. It would probably stop hurting completely soon, and by then, he would know his future...

Even if he went blind, he wouldn't resign himself to being pathetic. It would only diminish his strength. Asura would be his second pair of eyes on the battlefield.

Although it was a bit of a stretch, he could only convince himself this way. After all, the Sharingan was special; there was only one pair, and he didn't have any brothers to awaken it with for a transplant.

As the tingling sensation in his eyes completely disappeared, Natsu Hiraku began to try and open them.

His eyes opened smoothly, but the world before him was dim and lightless.

Even when he raised his right hand in front of his eyes, he couldn't see anything. At this moment, Natsu Hiraku felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He incredulously raised his right hand and waved it in front of his eyes again.

Only then did he confirm that he was completely blind!

Although this was his first time experiencing it, he was sure he was thoroughly blind. He could go to the women's bathhouse without any physiological reaction; he could already be sisters with Maki.

"..."

Natsu Hiraku slowly picked up his phone from the table, dialed Teacher Gojo, and called him.

At this moment, Gojo Satoru was sitting in the Principal's office, drinking tea and discussing who would lead the team this time.

Yaga Masamichi looked at Gojo Satoru in the office, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip. "I won't be going to Kyoto this time. Satoru, you take the students yourself."

"Eh!"

Gojo Satoru was a little surprised. He took out his phone and showed the travel itinerary for the next few days. "I thought you were leading the team yourself, Principal. I've already booked my flight to Okinawa."

"..."

Yaga Masamichi's voice was low. "Satoru..."

"Just kidding, just kidding. Don't take it seriously. I was just joking... hahaha."

Seeing Yaga angry, Gojo Satoru immediately changed the subject. "That old geezer in Kyoto has been wanting to make a move on Yuta for a long time. If I take him there directly this time, he'll probably be so angry that he'll pull out his long-nurtured beard!"

Yaga Masamichi said with a serious expression, "It's good that you won. He's old and can't handle being angered."

But inwardly, he was beaming. He had long wanted that old man to be angered to death.

"This..."

Before Gojo Satoru could speak, he heard his phone ringing from his pocket. Seeing that it was Natsu Hiraku, he answered, "What's up, Raku-kun?"

"I'm blind..."

Gojo Satoru: ???

Yaga Masamichi: ???

Natsu Hiraku's voice came calmly from his phone, "My eyes seem to have been blinded by myself. Teacher Gojo, do you know how to treat it?"

"Uh... wait there, I'm coming over."

As soon as Gojo Satoru finished speaking, he got up and looked around, his gaze finally locking onto the window.

"Satoru, don't go out the window..."

Before Yaga Masamichi could finish the word "go," the glass shattered with a "crack" and scattered on the floor. Gojo Satoru was already gone.

"..."

"The cost of repairing the window will be deducted from your salary."

Natsu Hiraku was currently fumbling with his clothes. To be honest, being blind gave him a sense of belonging, as if he had returned to the night he first transmigrated.

He fumbled around alone, but while he was filled with fear back then, he found it amusing now.

Perhaps it was because he was at Jujutsu High, Natsu Hiraku didn't feel anything was wrong. He mentally contacted Asura:

"Asura, get up and help me check if this shirt is inside out."

"Wuuu~ (Coming.)"

Asura opened his eyes and looked at his master fumbling with his clothes, complaining inwardly, "He even needs to boss around his dog for this."

With Asura's simple guidance, Natsu Hiraku put on his clothes, opened the locked door, and stood at the entrance waiting for Gojo Satoru's arrival.

Asura lay beside him. Anyway, besides commands, he would follow his master wherever he went.

Natsu Hiraku stood still, silent, as if lost in thought. He imagined living as a blind person in the future, perhaps opening a restaurant for the blind. There was no other reason; he just felt that blind people cooking would be quite absurd, and he wanted to try it.

Things like blind massage therapy and blind bone setting were weak; he would directly do blind stir-frying.

He pondered for a long time. After an unknown amount of time, a woman's voice came from the hallway, sounding like a complaint.

"Satoru, what's the rush? I haven't finished dissecting the body yet."

"Don't worry, don't worry. I have a better patient here. If they can't be saved, you can dissect them."

"..."

"The patient Teacher Gojo is talking about must be me..."

Natsu Hiraku was speechless. Although he didn't want to think so, it seemed like there was no one else but him.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

The footsteps grew closer, the sound of high heels on the floor exceptionally crisp. Natsu Hiraku turned his head to look. Before he could speak, he smelled the smoke lingering in the air. He frowned and reminded her, "Smoking is harmful to your health."

"Oh my, that's interesting."

The woman smiled but didn't say anything further. Instead, she crisply extinguished the cigarette in her hand. She looked at Gojo Satoru beside her and said in a teasing tone, "Your student is quite interesting."

"Isn't he?"

Gojo Satoru walked up to Natsu Hiraku and held up four fingers, asking, "How many is this?"

"Two. If it's wrong, it's three."

Natsu Hiraku complained, "My eyes are really blind. What benefit would I get from lying to Teacher Gojo?"

"Hai hai, you got it right. It seems your eyes are fine. Let's go, Shoko. I'm really sorry to have made you come here for nothing." Gojo Satoru said with a smile, congratulating him.

"..."

"You shouldn't trick your students like that!"

As Natsu Hiraku shouted, Shoko Ieiri beside him smiled and said, "Alright, alright, stand still and let me take a look."

Asura was lying nearby. Although he didn't recognize the woman poking his master's eyeballs, it should be fine, as his master hadn't given any attack commands.

"Your eyes aren't blind."

After the examination, Shoko Ieiri said, "The nerves are slightly damaged and are currently recovering on their own. They'll be fine in half a day or a day. There are no major issues."

"Not blind? Really?"

Upon hearing that his eyes weren't blind, Natsu Hiraku became somewhat excited. He instinctively grabbed Shoko Ieiri's hand and asked, "Can you check again?"

"No, the result will be the same no matter how many times you check. I have other things to do."

Shoko Ieiri directly refused. She still had a corpse to dissect, and Gojo had dragged her over. Not to mention, this patient in front of her only had a minor issue that didn't require a Reverse Cursed Technique, and her examination couldn't possibly be wrong.

Seeing this, Natsu Hiraku didn't push it. Anyway, it was good to hear his eyes weren't blind. He should trust the doctor Teacher Gojo invited. If he were a doctor, he would think the same way.

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome, it's just a small favor. If you really want to thank me, bring me something delicious next time you visit. My name is Shoko Ieiri, and I'm a physician at Jujutsu High."

After speaking, Shoko Ieiri left directly.

"Shoko Ieiri..."

Natsu Hiraku muttered inwardly. For some reason, the name felt a bit familiar, but he couldn't recall who it was for the moment. It seemed he would have to wait until his eyes recovered to go and confirm.

Gojo Satoru patted Natsu Hiraku's shoulder and said, "Alright, since your eyes are fine, get some rest. I'll go tell Maki and the others that dinner tonight is canceled."

"Mhm, thanks, Teacher Gojo. I really couldn't make any tasty food in my condition."

"It's fine, just rest well and don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Feeling Teacher Gojo leave, Natsu Hiraku stretched and sighed with relief, "Ah, I thought I'd really gone blind. What a scare."

He then crouched down and fumbled around until he found Asura's head. He rubbed it vigorously a few times and said, "Go fetch my sunglasses for me, and your leash. We're going out to play."

"Woof! (Go play?)"

Hearing that they were going to play, Asura immediately got up, pushed open the door, and ran out happily, his tongue lolling out, his mind excitedly shouting, "Play! Go out and play! Play instead of training!"

He grabbed the dog leash hanging on the wall and put it on himself, then jumped onto the bed and gently picked up the sunglasses in his mouth before excitedly running towards the door.

For a dog that was only three months old, Asura's mind had only been filled by Natsu Hiraku with how to fight and obey commands. He didn't understand what it meant to be blind, he only knew that his master needed him right now, and... his master wanted to go out and play with him.

For example, good food could make him happy for half a day, not training for a whole day, but if Natsu Hiraku took him out to play, he'd be happy for at least two or three days.

"Woof! (Done!)"

"Okay, let's go out and play."

Natsu Hiraku put on the sunglasses that Asura had brought him, then locked the leash around Asura's neck. He was too big now, so if he were just going grocery shopping, he wouldn't go to crowded places, just have him wait in a sparsely populated area.

Going into the city might cause some unnecessary trouble, but it didn't matter today. He was bored anyway, so let the trouble come if it wanted to; it would be a good way to kill time.

He took the sunglasses from Asura's mouth, put them on his nose, locked the leash around his neck, and sat on him, holding the leash. He patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go, Dad's gonna teach you how to pick up girls today!"

"Woof!"