JumpJutsu Kaisen (An Aoi Todo Fanfic)

I realize I may have lost quite a few readers due to the stunt I pulled in the previous chapter....but, I won't be changing it. And, I WILL continue the story, for the people who are still with me, and motivate me greatly by their comments.

TRIGGER WARNING: A little amount of Gore is described in two selective paragraphs. So, if you want to, you can skip them.

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[A few hours later]

(Todo's POV)

I wake up, with a stinging pain in my head. Using 'that' move to it's fullest extent always leaves a bit of disoriented.

I flow CE through my body a certain way, instantly buffing it up. I then expand my senses once again, allowing me to sense everything in quite a large radius.....This gave me an endless amount of comfort, due to the recent incident.

The stinging sensation went away a few moments later. I looked at the familiar walls of my room as I move a bit forward and sit at the edge of the bed.

My feet touch the cold floorboard and my eyes stare at some dark corner of the room. I needed to come to terms with whatever happened, and that's exactly what I was trying to do.

I kept thinking about various things. The situation played back again and again in my brain, causing me to hyperventilate in short periods of time.

Now that I was perfectly calm, I noticed how badly hurt they were at that damned moment. Injuries I ignored due to the rush, now seemed perfectly clear to me.

Noritoshi had quite a few broken bones. His cheek was cut up pretty bad, his left leg was almost severed, and various pieces of metal and glass seemed to have been stuck throughout his body, like a human porcupine.

Meanwhile, Momo had been in an even worse condition. She had her head caved in due to my Failed White Flash, the area around her eye was completely shredded, the bones in her right arm had protruded out of her skin and stabbed the area where her liver should be.....Those little legs of hers were mangled beyond recognition....

It truly was an horrifying sight now that I think about it. I've done worse to Cursed spirits, but they were already grotesque in nature, so it didn't really make me uneasy. But seeing actual humans, I was just chatting to, just a few moments prior, almost die, was a bit.....traumatizing.

I stayed in that position for God knows how long.....In the end, I managed to bring peace to my mind, once again.

I realized that I was becoming a bit complacent with my current strength. Sure, I could destroy most Special Grades easily, but what if they took me by surprise? What if they hid from my 'senses'??

I should've thought of this on the New Year on which I almost died....but it seems that I was too immature back then.

Heck, I bet I'm immature right now as well....

But that's what life is all about, I guess....Learning from mistakes and situations that may or may not include you.....

I guess even the oldest man is immature to an even older person....Well, that's a dumb comparison. Immaturity is just the observation and categorizing of a person's actions. Perhaps, mentality and the thinking process are the main (actual) factors in all of this....

Meh. In the end, all I have to do now is improve myself further....and I have a general idea of how to do that.

I might end up copying various people in this improvement craze, but it doesn't matter when it comes to survival. I NEED to survive, and make sure the ones who I want to survive, do so as well.

"Come in." I say calmly in my inherently deep voice. My sensing capabilities were too advanced to not notice her coming. Heck, I even saw her pacing around her room a few minutes ago, before deciding to come to my room. She was most likely briefed on everything that happened in that horrifying incident.

I saw people filming a few seconds into the thing after all.....Assholes.

The person behind the door flinches a bit, before twisting the doorknob and coming inside this humble space of mine. After all, I didn't really care about furnishing my place with random things.....I didn't really have much preference in most of the things that teens usually love.

All I had was a small phone, one or two posters of Yuki and Gojo, along with one of Geto with hand drawn stitches over his head.

I had them in my room, cuz honestly, I might not be able to defeat them as I am, currently. They served as some kind of motivation, whenever I was in the mood.

I found Gojo's poster online and had it printed out, but finding one for Yuki was tough. So, I just used a selfie, out of the many she took using my phone, had it photo-shopped and made into a poster. Geto's was available online as well, surprisingly....or unsurprisingly.

Anyway, I looked at Momo in front of me, who's voice finally reached me. Quick comprehension is quite scary when you think about it.

"T-Thanks for saving me...." She said, her voice filled with vulnerability and gratitude. It was quite different from her usual haughty behavior.....Damn it....

I bite my lips, almost enough to draw blood, my eyes twitch as I stay quite for a few seconds....which seemed like an eternity to me....literally and figuratively.

And then I couldn't hold back....No, it was more like, I didn't want to....Seems like I was still a little kid on the inside, huh?....

I swap her with the air in front of me, and engulf her with my arms in a bone crushing hug. Of course, I controlled my strength enough to not hurt her....

Then as if a dam had burst, tears started flowing through my eyes....tears....things I constantly shed during training, yet.....these were different.

This time, they were filled with emotions. Emotions that flowed through my veins like a damn tsunami.

Moments later, her struggle died down as she clenched my shirt, hard, her other hand clawing at it. Then, her own tears started falling on my shirt, as sobs and heart wrenching wails started racking her little frame, destroying any semblance of propriety.

Eventually, Noritoshi decided to join our little embrace as well....He was watching it all while hiding behind the door, and it seemed he couldn't control himself either....

Us three teenagers, recently traumatized from the incident that nearly took our lives, found comfort in each other as tears flowed seamlessly through our bodies, wetting our garments.....yet, neither of us seemed to care enough...

Team building exercise huh? *Sniff*

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Todo forced me to end the chapter here, cuz he didn't want you guys to look at his breakdown.

Anyway, emotional Todo for the win guys!

Did I become better at expressing emotions through text, or did it still feel a bit bland?

Question of the day:

"What do you think the range of Todo's 'sensing' of cursed energy is?"

Anyway, I love all your criticisms and comments. You can see the proof by how I comment on most of the comments that require/need it and how I like most of your comments...Yes, I look through them, and not simply like every comment mindlessly.

So, take it as an humble request from me, and comment. Pretty please. Oh, and review the Fanfic if you wanna.

I was thinking of making an actual novel....do you think I should actually consider doing so? (I will, of course, update this fic as well, regularly, even if I start a new project. So don't worry about that.)

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Peace out~