Chapter 82 : Female ?
Megumi’s attention immediately shifted to the newcomer on the rooftop.
White hair. Bright blue eyes.
For a brief moment he couldn’t help but think of Gojo Satoru.
The resemblance was there although there is one major difference. What bothered Megumi even more was the cursed energy surrounding the stranger — unlike anything he had sensed before. He couldn’t measure the energy, only that the presence itself was abnormal.
Megumi tightened his stance. He was already injured from fighting the curse earlier, one of his Divine Dogs destroyed.
In his current condition, his remaining shikigami weren’t enough to face the King of Curses if Sukuna decided to go on a rampage.
Sukuna suddenly burst into laughter. "HAHAHAHA!"
Without hesitation he launched himself at Mark. His fist shot toward Mark’s face.
Mark casually raised one hand and caught it.
The impact cracked the concrete beneath their feet. Mark’s arm didn’t move.
Sukuna’s grin widened. He immediately drove his other hand toward Mark’s throat. Mark caught that wrist too.
For the first time since incarnating, Sukuna paused.
"Entertain me, you human maggot!"
His laughter echoed across the rooftop.
Mark simply looked at him. He didn’t understand a single word. To him it was nothing but rapid Japanese.
Then Sukuna’s expression suddenly changed. His body froze.
Inside, Yuji fought back with everything he had. That’s my body!
Sukuna clicked his tongue. This brat... he’s suppressing me?
The markings across Yuji’s face slowly faded. A second later Yuji regained control. He looked around in confusion before noticing Megumi and the unfamiliar white-haired man nearby.
"...Huh?"
Mark looked at Yuji for a moment before letting out a quiet sigh. "Hmm... this is going to be hard."
Megumi caught only those last words. English. A foreigner?
"Argh... why the hell did I end up here?" Mark ran a hand through his wet hair. "Wasn’t I asleep in my own bed? Who the hell caused this?"
He stopped as a possibility crossed his mind.
America Chavez...
Her portals reacted to emotions. That nightmare — if it had triggered one of her portals, it would explain why he’d been dragged here in his sleep.
Before he could think any further, a relaxed female voice drifted across the rooftop.
"Well... what do we have here?"
Megumi turned around.
Standing at the rooftop entrance was Gojo Satoru. She wore the Tokyo Jujutsu High uniform, round black sunglasses covering her Six Eyes, and a paper bag from a sweets shop in one hand. She looked as though she’d simply wandered onto the rooftop.
"Gojo-sensei," Megumi said, unable to hide his annoyance. "Why are you so late?"
Gojo smiled and casually tossed the paper bag toward him. "I stopped by to buy some sweets."
Megumi caught it and looked at the bag. People were fighting for their lives, and she went shopping for sweets. Exactly the sort of thing she would do.
"So," she asked, looking around the rooftop, "where’s the cursed object?"
Her gaze briefly paused on the unfamiliar white-haired man before moving on. Megumi pointed toward Yuji. "He ate it."
Gojo’s smile stayed, but the atmosphere around her subtly shifted as she looked at Yuji. "Umm... what?"
"He ate the cursed object."
Gojo blinked once. "He actually ate it?"
"Yes."
"And Sukuna manifested?"
"For a short time."
"That’s rare." She looked at Yuji for a moment before asking, "Then why is he standing there instead of trying to kill everyone?"
Megumi shifted his gaze toward Mark. "Because that guy stopped him."
Gojo’s attention finally settled on the unfamiliar white-haired young man. She had noticed him the moment she arrived but now examined him more carefully.
White hair, blue eyes, a face that looked strangely familiar. The energy coming off him was enormous and it’s not cursed energy— more than enough to pique her curiosity.
"My, my..." Her smile widened. "I leave for a few minutes to buy sweets and all sorts of interesting things happen."
Mark held his head.
If I disappeared from my world... what is that psychopath Homelander going to do to Annie and the others?
He focused immediately, trying to recreate the star-shaped portal. The familiar dimensional energy gathered in front of him.
"Open..."
Space distorted for a brief moment. Then it stabilized. Nothing happened.
He tried again. Same result.
"...Damn it."
Then he sensed someone appear behind him.
He turned around.
A white-haired woman in dark sunglasses stood only a few steps away, casually extending a single finger toward his chest. The finger stopped just before touching him.
"Haha. Infinity."
Mark looked at the tiny gap between her fingertip and his chest, then raised his eyes to her face.
"...Who are you?"
He frowned. Shouldn’t Gojo be the one here? Who is this woman?
She tilted her head slightly. "Oh? You speak English?" Without hesitation she switched languages. "I’m Satoru Gojo."
Mark’s brain short-circuited the moment he heard that. His eyes slowly traveled from the top of her head to the bottom before moving back up again, taking in every detail.
The white hair was unmistakable, and the dark glasses were exactly the same as the ones Gojo always wore.
Almost instinctively, his gaze dropped to her breasts for a split second.
Yep.
Those were definitely a woman’s racks.
There was no mistaking it anymore. The person standing in front of him was unquestionably a woman, and everything else about her still screamed Gojo Satoru.
Mark’s expression gradually froze as the realization finally caught up with him.
...The male Gojo became female?
A/N : There will be Minor crossover and the next world is Jujutsu Kaisen
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