The yellow flash of jujutsu high

It was pretty chilly outside and so Keitaro decided to go out wearing some very comfy clothing.

He had saved some money and that was something that he could effort.

He just wanted to visit his grandma before his second year at Tokyo High started:

To be honest he kind of missed her a lot and wanted to spend some quality time with his grandma.

He is sure she will be happy to see him in person, letters may be nice and all but it is always better to meet face to face.

It's been a few months since he last saw her, and so with a determined expression.

He decided to walk faster toward the direction of his grandma's house.

In his mind, he was wondering how the interaction with his grandma would go, he was sure it would be nice...

Here he goes again repeating himself but he just can't stop himself he just loves his grandma so much.

The familiar streets led Keitaro through a cascade of memories. As he approached his grandma's neighborhood, a sense of nostalgia enveloped him. The crunch of leaves beneath his feet added a melodic backdrop to his journey.

Passing by the small bakery that always emanated a tempting aroma, Keitaro couldn't resist but glance at the familiar storefront. Perhaps, he thought, he'd surprise his grandma with her favorite treat.

The anticipation grew with every step, and soon, he stood before the cozy house that held a lifetime of shared stories and laughter. Keitaro took a deep breath, gathering the courage to knock on the door.

The door swung open, revealing his grandma's warm smile. "Keitaro, my dear! You came!" she exclaimed, pulling him into a tight embrace.

Inside the cozy confines of his grandma's home, Keitaro was immediately enveloped in a cocoon of love. His grandma's eyes sparkled with joy as she held his face in her hands, examining him as if trying to memorize every detail.

"My, my, look at you! You've grown taller, haven't you?" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with both surprise and delight. Her fingers traced the contours of his face, as if ensuring he was really there.

Keitaro chuckled, soaking in the warmth of her affection. "Maybe a bit, Grandma."

His grandma's eyes softened, and she pulled him into a second embrace, her arms wrapping around him with a tenderness that spoke volumes. "I've missed you, Keitaro. Letters are lovely, but having you here is a treasure."

Between sips of tea and bites of the homemade treats, Keitaro's grandma leaned in with a curious glint in her eyes. "Now, my dear, tell me all about school. How's everything going? Are you making friends?"

"School has been interesting, to say the least," Keitaro said with a thoughtful expression

"So tell me my little lightning, does my grandson have a girlfriend" Keitaro's grandma said with a motherly smile.

Keitaro chuckled nervously, his cheeks tinged with a gentle blush. "Grandma, you're jumping to conclusions. There's, uh, no girlfriend," he stammered, scratching the back of his head in a classic display of embarrassment.

His grandma chuckled heartily, a twinkle in her eyes. "Oh, come now, my little lightning. A grandmother's intuition is never wrong. You can tell me if there's someone special."

Keitaro, still blushing, maintained his denial with a playful grin. "Really, Grandma, there's nothing to worry about. Just focusing on school and friends for now."

His grandma, undeterred and with a mischievous glint in her eyes, persisted. "Come on, my little lightning, I've been around the block a few times. I know the look of someone with a secret crush."

Keitaro tried to hide his embarrassment, but his grandma's teasing warmth made it hard to keep up the facade. "Grandma, seriously, it's not like that. Let's talk about something else."

His grandma chuckled, her persistence softened by a motherly understanding. "Alright, alright. We can discuss something else, but remember, Grandma's here whenever you're ready to spill the beans about your little secret."

As Keitaro ambled through the familiar rooms of his childhood home, he couldn't help but be drawn to the wall adorned with pictures capturing his younger self.

A smile tugged at his lips as he reminisced about the innocence and joy reflected in those snapshots.

Meanwhile, his grandma's voice echoed through the house, narrating tales of his upbringing. "You were such a lively child, always with a curious gleam in your eyes," she recalled, her words a gentle melody accompanying Keitaro's nostalgic journey.

Pausing at a photo of his mischievous younger self, Keitaro couldn't help but laugh. His grandma continued, "And look at you now, a fine young man. Your parents would be so proud of the gentleman you've become."

Knowing his visit here would be a long one, Keitaro went to his old room and started to put down some stuff.

When he saw that his grandma was taking a nap downstairs, he smiled as he made a hand sign before he started to mutter something.

"Flash steps cursed, rapid and free, teleport in succession, a dance to be. Blur the lines, between here and there, swift transitions, in the spectral air."

As soon as those words left his mouth, Keitaro could feel it, he smiled before he started to teleport all around the room cleaning them at incredible speed as he seemed to be everywhere at once.

The work that should have taken hours to finish was done in a few minutes.

Once Keitaro was done he took a deep breath before sighing, he wiped the sweat away from his face before he smiled.

"I am sure she would like that..."

"Although I do feel like I should find a way to shorten the amount of words I say in my chant,it is way to long," Keitaro said with a thoughtful expression.