Zenin Family ResidenceZ.
A three-year-old child with pale blond hair and brown eyes was squatting beside a pond, silently looking at the colorful fish swimming within it.
A gentle wind passed by, making him raise his hand to shield his eyes.
'I somehow came to Jujutsu Kaisen and became Naoya Zenin.'
Yes, this kid was actually a dedicated member of the famous Transmigrators' Organization.
Alas, he was currently the only member.
'So not only did I come to one of the more dangerous anime worlds, with several malevolent spirits roaming around, but I also became a member of the most mentally challenged clan filled with a group of retards??'
Prosperity always chased after the Zenin clan; unfortunately, they were always faster.
Though it wasn't all bad.
'At least I wasn't born as an ordinary human, but someone with cursed energy. Hm, if I simply ignore the death flags and change a few things, then things can turn out pretty well…'
With his knowledge of the elite, he could definitely change a lot of things.
But—
To achieve those things, he had to fulfill one specific requirement.
Be strong.
He had to be strong enough so that some crazy people would be 'convinced' by his words.
And he would also need strength to not be killed off by some random special-grade cursed spirit that spawned out of nowhere just to kill him.
This world was crazy. He wouldn't be surprised if a spaceship carrying aliens suddenly invaded Earth one day.
Well, for now…
Naoya raised his hand and focused.
And almost instantly—
A vague mass of cursed energy seemed to form above it.
It had been about an hour since he transmigrated to this world.
According to the memories of his predecessor, his cursed training had begun less than a week ago.
And in that time, he had been unable to even sense the existence of cursed energy.
Which was actually quite normal.
But as soon as he, a soul from another world, took over this body, some incredible change seemed to have taken place.
Because as soon as he took over his new body, he had been able to sense the existence of cursed energy.
Not only that, he felt the cursed energy was easy to control.
'Is it because I assimilated Naoya's soul? Did it bring forth some kind of unknown extraordinary change?' Naoya couldn't help but wonder.
He was by no means a genius with extraordinary thinking or anything like that. He had been an average dud in his previous life, meaning this sudden, genius-like manipulation of cursed energy could only be attributed to his increased soul power.
As Naoya was thinking, a servant called out from behind him.
"Naoya-sama, it's time for your training."
Taken aback by the sudden voice, Naoya quickly turned his head and found a black-haired maid wearing a traditional Japanese dress standing right behind him.
She was a little too close…
He didn't even sense her approach…
Not to mention, he couldn't sense any cursed energy from her, meaning she was an ordinary person…
Though she was probably a trained professional of the Zenin clan… but still…
His six senses were truly… a bit too dull.
Scratching his head, Naoya stood up and said in a slightly hesitant tone,
"…I understand. Thank you for reminding me…"
The maid's eyes suddenly widened.
'Did I say something wrong…?'
It was his first hour acting as a young master.
From his memories, he knew the original Naoya was a brat who treated everyone like trash.
He was a kid with an attitude problem.
But he wasn't a kid, and honestly, he was already accustomed to treating others with a basic level of respect, regardless of who they were.
Looking at the maid, who was still staring at him in mild shock, Naoya quickly said,
"Ahem, so… shall we go?"
"…Yes, Naoya-sama. Please follow me."
The maid silently bowed before turning around.
She was shocked and couldn't believe a Zenin was being polite.
Under her guidance, Naoya arrived at a training ground.
There, he saw several Zenin clan members, mostly all of a younger age group, going through different training sessions.
Just as Naoya was watching them with curiosity, a calm voice reached his ears.
"You're late."
Turning his head, he saw a tall old man with a gray mustache and neatly combed hair.
Seeing him, he knew instantly who it was.
Naobito Zenin—his father, and also the current leader of the Zenin clan.
"What took you so long?" Naobito asked, staring straight at him.
Naoya thought for a moment before saying,
"I was looking at fish."
"...You were looking at fish?"
"Yes."
"…Why?"
"Because they looked cute."
"Looked cute?"
"Yes."
Naobito paused for a moment before rubbing his chin and saying,
"You… were late because you were looking at fish… because you found them cute?"
"Yes, it seems I like fish."
Feeling utterly confused, Naobito turned to look at the maid, who hurriedly bowed her head and quickly affirmed everything Naoya said.
"Master Naoya was indeed gazing at the fish."
"Did you hit your head or something?" Naobito couldn't help but ask.
"No, I did not hit my head."
"You… forget it. Come here."
Naoya followed and came beside Naobito.
And as soon as he did, a hit landed on his head.
"Is this child abuse?" Naoya asked while rubbing his head in pain.
"It's your punishment for coming late!" Naobito huffed.
A Zenin came late to training because he was busy playing with fish??
What a joke!
It seemed he had been too lenient with his youngest son!
"Practice sensing cursed energy again. Just like I taught you."
He was not going to let this brat leave until he was satisfied today!
Lifting his bottle of sake, he started sipping it when suddenly Naoya's voice rang out.
"I can sense cursed energy."
Puff
The sake spilled out of his mouth.
Seeing the scene, Naoya couldn't help but remind him with kind intentions.
"Father, if you can't hold your drink, then you shouldn't drink."
"You… show it to me."
Naobito said while wiping his mouth.
Naoya obediently raised his hand and gathered cursed energy, making Naobito fall silent.
Just as Naoya was wondering if his performance had been too shocking, a sudden hit landed on his head.
"…Why did you hit me again?"
"For talking back to your elder."
Naobito continued,
"Since you are able to sense cursed energy, it's time to focus on control. Start gathering cursed energy inside your body."
"…And how am I supposed to do that?"
"Just like how you breathe. Did someone teach you how to breathe? No. So get on with it."
For a moment, Naoya couldn't help but look at Naobito as if he were a retard.
'I thought he was better than other Zenin… but it seems I was gravely mistaken.'
Shaking his head helplessly, Naoya sat down and started manipulating cursed energy to enter his body.
And surprisingly, it was easier than expected.
He got it on the first try.
Standing beside him, Naobito narrowed his eyes before relaxing.
Unknowingly, a small smile appeared on his lips.
'My son's talent for cursed energy is exceptional…'
It seemed to be second only to the child of the Gojo clan who sensed cursed energy right after birth.
'Now the only thing that remains…'
Naobito stopped smiling and looked serious.
'Cursed Technique.'
The Gojo clan had given birth to a monster who possessed both Six Eyes and Limitless.
If the Zenin clan didn't want to be left behind by their long-term rival, then they too had to produce a prodigy of similar stature.
Alas, none in the current generation of Zenin clan's offspring possessed such talent.
That was why, as the clan leader, he was placing high hopes on his own youngest child.
After a training session that lasted until night, Naoya finally left the training ground and went back to his quarters.
Just as he was about to go to bed, a servant patiently called out to him.
"Naoya-sama, your bath is ready."
'Do I have to bathe before sleeping? Hm, a warm bath does sound nice though…'
"Okay."
Naoya followed the maid and entered the bath area.
It was a large place with a big pond filled with green-colored liquid.
'Damn, this is what I call luxury!' Naoya exclaimed in his mind as his eyes lit up with excitement.
Just as he was about to move, the maid suddenly crouched before him and grabbed the collar of his haori.
"Wait! What are you doing?"
Naoya suddenly exclaimed, taking a step back.
"I… was helping Naoya-sama take a bath like always," the maid replied in slight confusion.
She couldn't understand why the young master was acting so weird today.
The memories of the maid helping the original Naoya take a bath before passed through his mind, making him calm down.
"I see, please go ahead."
A beautiful woman was helping him take a bath? Why would he decline?
Before he was simply taken aback by the sudden change.
"Then excuse me Naoya-Sama."
The maid extended her hand, expert's pulled his Haori out.
Then she applied shampoo and soap before carefully scrubbed him off.
During the process, she would many times unknowingly touch Naoya with her chest, making him feel a soft and warm sensation.
'10/10 service.'
After that she helped him enter the warm bath and stayed silently on the side.
When he got out, she handed him a new pair of clothes and took him to his bed.
Lying inside his soft futon, Naoya couldn't t help but say in his mind.
'Thses Zenin clan idiots really know gow to enjoy life...'
The maid even cleaned his little brother with her soft hands...
'Wait! Isn't this secual harassment? Dammit I'm a minor! I need to call the police!'
'.... Ahem! Though i don't really want it to end...'