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trigger warnings: violence, death, child abuse, captivity, poor mental health.

oo1. Episode 27 - 28 Hidden Inventory

Tengen will protect you until the assimilation's over. ( The memory is of a deep cavernous area, two figures stood at the edge looking across several houses to a vast twisting shape. The taller figure is Geto Suguru, much younger, dressed in his school uniform. The one beside him is a young girl, Amanai Riko, a different school uniform, her eyes downcast with a heavy weight. Their air is sombre, thoughtful. ) That - ( And here, the teenage Geto's voice becomes more determined. ) Or we can turn back around and go home with Kuroi.

( Riko turns to him, shocked. Geto does not look at her. Instead his gaze is trained ahead. )

When our teacher told us about this mission I knew there'd be consequences. He said that assimilating would "erase" your information. That's because he wanted us to know a serious a sin we'd commit. Our teacher's brain may be completely muscle-bound, but he often does roundabout things.

( He turns to look at her, a smile on his face. ) Before we even met you, Satoru and I had already talked it over. We're the strongest students at Jujutsu High School. So no matter what decision you make, Satoru and I will guarantee your future.

( Riko breathes out a sigh. Since I was born I've always known I was special, everyone kept telling me that I was different. Being special was normal to me, and I've lived my life trying to avoid danger as much as possible for the sake of this day. I don't really remember the day my mother and father died. I no longer feel sad or lonely about that. I figured everything would be fine, even if I was taken away from everyone and assimilated. That no matter how hard that would be, I would eventually stop feeling sad and lonely. But. But. Honestly. I want to stay with everyone! At this, she starts sobbing. I don't wanna go! I'm not ready yet! I want to travel, and have fun. I want to see and do--. All kinds of things! )

Riko. ( Geto's voice is soft, gentle. He holds a hand out to her. ) Let's go home.

( Riko rubs her eyes, still tearful, then reaches for Geto's hand. Out of nowhere there is the sound of a gunshot, the bullet going clear through Riko's skull. She falls, and Geto watches with mounting horror, frozen and staring at the body. ) Riko?

( From the mouth of one of the hallways, Fushiguro Toji strolls in, gun in hand. Okay, job's done. You're free to go now. Bye. Geto turns slowly, eyes blank. )

How were you able to get to this place? ( How? What do you mean how? Toji lifts a hand, scratches his head with the butt of the gun. He laughs. Oh, I get what you're asking me. Satoru Gojo tried stopping me, so I had to kill him. Behind Geto, his cursed rift spreads open like a knife slash, his own instinctive, horrified reaction. His face stays still, as his curses crawl through. ) Is that so? Die!

oo2. Episode 29 - Premature Death

( Geto is not that much older, but he stands in this memory exhausted. The space between his eyes is dark with sleeplessness, he has lost weight, shoulders strained. He rubs a thumb in the space between his brows, standing before a caged door. Behind it, two young girls, one blonde, one brunnete. They look about five - six, and huddle together terrified. )

What is this? ( Geto asks, voice flat. What do you mean, "what?" These two are responsible for the latest incidents, aren't they? Geto's voice goes more fraught. ) No, they're not.

( The girls continue to clutch each other, breathing harshly with terror. The man beside Geto keeps going. These two are certifiably insane. They used their mysterious powers in order to attack the villagers! ) I've already exterminated the cause of those incidents. ( My granddaughter was nearly killed by these two depraved girls as well! A woman says, only to be interrupted by one of the girls in the cell. That's because she-!. The woman snarls, shut up, you evil little monster. Your parents were just as bad as you two are.

Unseen by her, one of his curses has slid into existence, hovers near the cage. It's all going to be okay, it says. Geto's face changes, turns much more pleasant, a persona. He smiles at the people beside him, back to the little girls. ) Everyone. Why don't we all step outside for a second?

( He follows the humans outside, leaving his curse by the cell. In the village proper, Geto stands, and the good nature falls immediately from his face. Each curse he owns is called, every single one, and with them he watches as a massacre unfolds. There is screaming, fire, bloodshed. Geto does not move from his place by the building housing the girls. Then he pulls a singular button from his uniform to drop it ion the ground before himself. )

oo3. Episode 29 - Premature Death

( He stands at the mouth to a stage, dressed in full monk regalia. A man to his side questions his choice of outfit and Geto, still young, less tired, only responds, voice dripping with amusement. ) Why not? A little showmanship is important.

( Two little girls wait in the wings and call his name, Geto passes them, ruffling their hair with great fondness. ) Watch closely. They're all there, aren't they?

( Kong Shiu, the man from before, continues. All the branch directors, all the representatives, and the president. All the big donors as well. Geto hums, lifting a microphone and wanders onto the stage, bright manic energy inside of his frame. ) Test, test. Can you hear me? Sorry for the wait, everyone. Now I'll keep this brief. From this moment onward, this organisation belongs to me. I'll be changing the name too. So I expect everyone to follow along with me.

( Exclamations from the crowd, Geto rubs a hand over his jaw. ) Now, that just won't do. I know! Sonoda, would you mind coming to the stage. Yes! You over there!

( The man does, climbing up beside Geto. Immediately he is crushed by one of his curses, blood splattering the stage. Geto remains unaffected. He tosses the mic aside, indifferent. ) Now then, once again. ( He wipes the blood from his face. ) You'll obey me now. Monkeys.