[Rewrite Ver] Reborn in Jujutsu Kaisen With THREE WISHES

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Sachiko spent the rest of the day learning more about Jujutsu society and history. It was boring but she kinda wanted to know what she was in for the next few years.

As she read a few books at the library, Sachiko realized there were a lot of details that sounded familiar to her, as if she had once known these all before forgetting them.

"Hmm...what a strange feeling..." She muttered.

Maybe she was thinking too much on things.

Why would she know those details about Jujutsu society when she had never interacted with any Jujutsu sorcerer before she came here?

But then....how did she know about cursed techniques and curse related stuff?

Sachiko tried to think but the more she thought, the more she realized that she couldn't remember it quite well.

All she could recall was that she had always known about curses and cursed techniques stuff.

Nothing more. Nothing less.

But, the realization made her a little uneasy.

Was she losing a portion of her memory?

If so, when did it happen?

Just when Sachiko was lost in her thoughts, her phone ringtone brought her back to reality.

Looking at the caller ID, Sachiko saw that it was her mom calling so she quickly picked up the call.

"Hi, mom.."

"Oh, finally...I was so worried about you. You haven't called for a while.." Misaki's worried voice was apparent on the phone and Sachiko felt a little bad as she realized she had completely forgotten to call her mom and give her updates about her new situation. Before coming Jujutsu tech, she lied about getting a job and working at a bakery but now, she wasn't against telling her that she was in Tokyo.

"Sorry, mom. I recently moved to Tokyo so I was really busy and couldn't call you." She said.

"Wait, you moved to Tokyo? Is everything okay?" Misaki was surprised, a little shocked even.

"Yeah, I'm now in Tokyo, ...kind of joining a school where I can work, earn some money and study at the same time." Sachiko decided to not get into details about Jujutsu business for now. Maybe one day, she could but that time was definitely not right now.

It would be safer for her mom to not know, it was safer for Yumi to not meet up with her, that was what Sachiko believed ever since the incident with the curse user in Sendai.

That was why she had never visited Yumi in Kyoto after she left and why she never really went home once.

"That's great to hear." Misaki said on the other side of the phone, not knowing Sachiko's thoughts. "Would you be able to come home this new year holidays? It's been three years since you've been home and honestly, ...I miss you a lot, sweetie."

"...I miss you a lot too, mom." Sachiko admitted. "I'll see if I can make it, okay?"

"Alright, I'll call Yumi and ask her to come too. Last time I called her, she was pretty upset that you never visited her in Kyoto." Misaki said with a laugh, her anxiousness and worry still quite apparent but she was trying to not sound too heavy on the phone.

"Yeah, I guess that's fair." Sachiko replied, laughing a little.

Maybe...she could go back this new year for a family reunion to see her family.

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Later that evening, Sachiko ran into Gojo who was in his casual clothes again.

"Oh, hi." Gojo waved his hand with a smile when he saw Sachiko.

Sachiko looked at him with suspicion and when she saw him wearing his sunglasses instead of the bandages, she asked, "Satoru, are you going on a date again?"

That made Gojo laugh out loud in amusement. He sounded a little indignant as he spoke, "For two nights in a row?! Who do you take me for?"

"A playboy with commitment issues?" Sachiko said.

"Well..." Gojo opened his mouth before closing it again. He chuckled with a shake of his head, "Can't exactly argue with that."

Sachiko laughed, "So, you're not going a date today?"

Gojo shook his head with a laugh, "Nope, I was thinking of just grabbing food and going for a drive."

"Oh."

Gojo looked at Sachiko and asked, "So...since we kept running into each other, how about you join me?"

Sachiko was taken aback by his offer.

"Well...umm..you paying?"

Gojo laughed, "Sure, why not?"

"Okay.." Sachiko replied.

"So, you're in?" Gojo asked, his blue eyes never leaving her hazel ones.

Sachiko looked away before replying, "Sure, it's free food and I get to be away from this boring place."

Gojo chuckled at her calling Tokyo Jujutsu Tech boring, "I like your thinking."

"Thanks, Satoru. Now, lead the way!" Sachiko said.

"Alright, follow me." Gojo said, before leading her to his car.

"Wait, tell me you at least got the car cleaned after your..you know..date?" Sachiko said before she could step into the car.

"What do you think?" Gojo asked.

"Well, I sure hope you did." Sachiko replied, making Gojo smile.

"Don't worry, I'm not that filthy." Gojo said. "Come on in."

He invited Sachiko to sit in the front passenger seat.

Sachiko nodded, a little flustered at the close distance between them. It was probably a bad idea to join him but she found that she didn't really care much at this moment.

Gojo watched as she buckled up her seatbelt before stepping on the lever to start the car.

"So, where exactly are we going to get food?" Sachiko asked, trying her best to not keep staring at Gojo.

"Hm, maybe something sweet." Gojo replied.

"You mean like dessert?"

"Yep." Gojo laughed as he saw Sachiko made a bewildered face.

"What's with your obsession with sweets?"

"It keeps my brain active." Gojo shrugged, "Also sweets are delicious!"

"Yeah but it also gives you diabetes." Sachiko said.

"Aww, you're scared?"

"I'm not. You should be." Sachiko crossed her arms, "I'm not the one who's obsessed with sweets."

"Nah, I'm good." Gojo replied.

"Well, suit yourself I guess." Sachiko muttered and looked out of the window. Now that Gojo had started driving, the car moved steadily through the roads.

"Alright, I'm driving to my favorite cafe." Gojo said, "You can grab something lese sweet if you want but my recommendation is of course, the macarons."

"Okay," Sachiko nodded.

The car ride wasn't that long and soon, they were at the cafe. It was like a cutesy cafe with cartoony stuff, cute characters and desserts made into extremely cute styles.

"I didn't know you're into that kind of cutesy stuff." Sachiko muttered.

Gojo laughed, "So, what did you think I was into?"

Sachiko shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe like girls, alcohol and intimidating people?"

Gojo chuckled, "I'd say you were only right about 60%. I don't do alcohol."

"Why not? Is it like the taste or you can't drink?" Sachiko asked. She wasn't surprised about him not denying the fact that he was a playboy or that he liked to intimidate people at times. But not drinking alcohol? She was almost shocked!

"Do you even know what alcohol tastes like?" Gojo asked.

Sachiko nodded quickly, "Obviously!..." and then she realized, "I mean obviously not? since that's like illegal for under 20, right?"

"Absolutely! So, you weren't drinking illegally too? I'd thought you were by the way you're acting." Gojo said, but Sachiko could sense that he had seen through her.

"Right, why don't we just go into the cafe and discuss about alcohol which I can't obviously drink!" Sachiko quickly recovered, making Gojo laugh.

"Sure, sweetcheeks." Gojo said with a grin, "Whatever you say."

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"Now..any news on her? She'd disspeared in Sendai for over two years." Geto said, his voice irritated.

"It was like she vanished into thin air...Also, with Gojo Satoru personally visiting Sendai and keeping things under wrap about that big commotion there, I'm afraid.."

"You're suggesting Satoru killed her? She only went to Sendai to pick up a curse. She wouldn't engage in a fight with him." Geto said, displeased but also a bit worried since his efforts to find her for the past two years had been failing. Deep down, he knew she could have been dead. It was just that he found it a little strange that Satoru would keep Sendai incident under a wrap and even kill his family, the one who was picking up a powerful curse he'd been eyeing for.

Did Satoru know what he was planning and killed her as a warning? A thought crossed his mind and Geto felt uneasy.

It was time he moved personally.