With a weird look on his face, Naoya ate his food.
Beside him sat his child-abusing, retarded father, also eating his food.
Glancing at the old man, he couldn't help but think to himself.
'How can someone be so shameless? Before, he wouldn't even call me his son, and now look at him— not even a day has passed and he's eating breakfast with me.'
If someone didn't know the backstory, they might have had the misconception that a close father-and-son duo were simply eating together.
Naoya stopped chewing and asked,
"Any special plans today, Father?"
Naobito stopped, turned to him, and said,
"Don't talk while eating."
"...."
Naoya gave Naobito a silent look.
Naobito also stared back at him.
After a few seconds,
The two of them turned their heads at the same time and continued eating.
'Jerk father.'
'Idiot son.'
After finishing their breakfast, Naobito directly took Naoya to the training room.
"Since you can gather cursed energy inside your body, it's time for you to learn some of its useful applications....."
Naoya listened in silence, not saying anything.
He could joke around in normal times, but when it came to improving his strength, he kept the jokes out and focused solely on improving.
Especially since this father of his was actually a pretty powerful sorcerer in the current era.
Seeing Naoya's serious face, Naobito nodded inwardly, feeling satisfied, and continued.
".....the most basic is cursed energy reinforcement. By using cursed energy to reinforce your body, you can do a lot of things..."
Superhuman strength, faster reflexes, and greater endurance.
It was the most basic, yet the most important pillar for any good jujutsu sorcerer.
Naoya followed Naobito's lead and tried to reinforce his body using cursed energy.
The first time, he failed.
*Bam*
And received a hit on his head as a reward.
The second time,
He failed again.
*Bam*
…but the third time….
*Bam*
He also failed.
Then, after about an hour—
*Crack*
Naobito ignored the broken stick in his hands and silently looked at Naoya.
'This brat....'
A creepy smile formed on his face.
'He makes my blood boil with his genius.....'
Fastest in the history of the Zenin clan, Naoya Zenin learned cursed energy reinforcement within just an hour.
"Is there a weapon you like?" Naobito asked.
"Weapon? How about a spear?" Naoya replied while clenching his fists, feeling the cursed energy reinforcing them.
He now had the strength to easily subdue a normal person with his bare hands as a three-year-old.
The world of JJK was truly a nightmare for the ordinary man.
"A spear? Alright..."
Naoya looked at the wooden spear in his hands in silence.
He didn't have any particular weapon he liked, but the reason he asked for a spear should be obvious to any JJK fan.
"Come at me. I'll teach you how to fight like a proper Zenin," Naobito said with a smile while waving his hand in a provoking gesture.
Naoya shook his head at the old man's childish provocation tactics and moved the spear in his hands, using its range to thrust at him.
Naobito smiled at the amateurish attack. With a wave of his hand, he simply deflected the spear and punched Naoya straight in the chest, sending him flying and crashing into the wall.
CoughCoughCough
Naoya fell to the ground and started coughing violently as he felt all the air rush out of his lungs.
'Dammit, that old fart punched so hard!'
He tried to get up but fell down again as the pain continued to haunt him.
As he was flailing around, Naobito grabbed his head and lifted him up.
Looking straight into his eyes, the old man said in a calm tone,
"This is what it means to be a Zenin."
And surprisingly,
Naoya actually raised his arms to attack.
"It seems you're not a complete coward, son....." Naobito grinned and let go of his head before casually kicking him away.
This was going to be one hell of a practical training session.
"Be ready tomorrow for the clan meeting."
Naobito said as he calmly exited the room, leaving behind a bruised and unmoving Naoya.
"...All Zenins are f*cking crazy..." Naoya muttered in a small voice.
His entire body was in great pain. Being a common man from the modern world, this was the first time he had been hit like this.
Interestingly, even though it hurt like hell, nothing in his body was broken.
'That old shit is a professional sadist.'
The door behind him opened, and a familiar maid entered with several guards.
"Naoya-sama...." the maid, Kiyo, called out while bowing her head.
"Medicine has been prepared for you....."
"....Kiyo..... does it look like I'm in any condition to move? Come here and give me a hand....."
"Yes, Naoya-sama. Then please excuse me."
Kiyo carefully lifted Naoya up in her arms before taking him away.
The group of guards followed behind them the entire time to ensure Naoya's safety.
After applying medicine all over Naoya and bandaging him up like a mummy, Kiyo helped him into his futon.
"Thanks, Kiyo...."
"It is my duty, young master." Kiyo bowed her head.
"I'm going to practice my cursed technique, so tell the guards not to disturb me."
"Yes.... understood."
She replied before leaving and closing the door.
After she was gone, Naoya waited for some time before summoning Phantom.
"Master..... are you alright?" Phantom asked in concern as soon as it appeared.
Naoya, now looking like a complete mummy, gave him a helpless look.
"Do I look alright to you?"
"Don't worry, Master. Just give me the name, and I will summon Mahoraga and kill that fool—"
"Stop it. Don't become Megumi."
"Yes, I understand."
Although he said that, Naoya suddenly had a pretty good idea.
'Why don't I let Phantom summon Mahoraga whenever I'm unable to beat the opponent? Since he's the one who summoned it, Mahoraga will target him.... Hmm, it can work like a powerful suicide bomb.'
Of course, it would be best if he could control the shikigami, but until he was able to do that, Phantom might be pretty useful—considering how he could be summoned again after 12 hours of death.
"I take back what I said. You should learn from Megumi, Phantom."
"....?" Phantom simply nodded his head in confusion.
After a moment of thought, Naoya shared his battle memories and knowledge about cursed energy manipulation with Phantom.
Phantom fell into a daze for a moment before waking up and bowing his head.
"I understand, Master."
"Good. Then get to work."
Naoya closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Phantom, on the other hand, sat cross-legged and started moving cursed energy based on the knowledge shared by Naoya.
Phantom had his own cursed energy source, which needed to be practiced and increased just like other jujutsu sorcerers.
Unfortunately, he wasn't a genius like his master, nor did he possess the amazing control his master had.
Still, aided by his master's memories and experience, he only needed to follow in his master's footsteps.
This greatly reduced the difficulty, but it was nonetheless still a difficult task to accomplish.
----
Next morning.
Naoya got up and was surprised to see that most of the bruises on his body were already disappearing.
'This is some effective medicine...'
After getting ready, he met up with his sadist father.
"You're not late? It seems you at least have some backbone," Naobito said in a calm voice as soon as they met.
"Of course, Father. I'm way above someone who likes to beat three-year-old kids to prove their strength."
"This is normal training for a Zenin child. My father did the same for me. If you have any problems, then keep them to yourself and take them with you to your next life, hoping not to be born a Zenin."
'Damn lunatics!'
Naoya didn't say anything. This old fart had already far surpassed the boundaries of reason and had become a creature that lacked empathy.
Aka, he was a professional Zenin through and through.
Following Naobito's lead, Naoya arrived at the meeting hall.
There, he saw several familiar faces.
The man with a long scar running across his face—Ogi Zenin.
The old man with drooping eyelids—Jinichi Zenin.
Others whose names he couldn't recall, but whose gazes carried a strange indifference.
He also saw an empty seat, probably belonging to the Heavenly Tyrant...
This was the Zenin clan.
As a wise man once said, success always chased after the Zenin clan—alas, they ran faster.
Naobito walked forward without hesitation and sat at the head position, placing his hands on his knees.
Naoya was silently guided to sit at the side.
After everyone was seated, Ogi Zenin asked without hesitation,
"Clan head, did your son really awaken the 'Ten Shadows' technique?"
Murmurs spread through the hall as everyone's gaze instantly fixed on Naoya.
"Of course. He's my son, after all," Naobito said with a smile, making Ogi Zenin clench his fists in anger.
'Am I truly your son? You sure I'm not adopted? Considering how ruthlessly you beat me up...' Naoya complained in his mind while feeling the heavy gazes of his 99% crazy clansmen.
"Then how should we proceed.... clan leader?"
"With the Ten Shadows technique, Naoya is bound to be the future leader of the clan. Considering how the Gojo clan has also awakened its ancestral technique, it is only right for us to focus on our own genius."
"Naoya's security will be at the highest level until he grows up, and he will be trained personally by me every day," Naobito said in a calm tone while scanning the hall.
"The clan leader will train him himself? Aren't you showing favoritism too blatantly?" Jinichi Zenin asked.
"He is my son. As his father, it is naturally my duty to take care of his training," Naobito replied calmly while looking at Jinichi.
"Don't forget that you're also a clan leader..." Jinichi said, then fell silent.
He knew Naobito wouldn't care about whatever he said. If the old man had made up his mind, then nothing could change it.
Then they all started discussing several other matters.
While the meeting was going on, Naoya casually looked around.
After some time, they decided to hold a celebration, inviting the other two strongest clans—Kamo and Gojo.
It was to show that they, too, had gained a genius comparable to the Gojo clan.
----
After the meeting,
Ogi Zenin walked down the hallway in complete silence.
Before today, both Naobito and he had been similar in status.
(P.S.: They weren't—he was being delusional.)
But now everything was ruined!
With Naobito's son awakening the clan's signature technique, his chances of becoming the clan leader were as good as over!
This could be seen by how everyone had stared at Naoya earlier, even those who were his avid supporters!
If eyes could kill, Ogi would have killed both Naoya and Naobito a hundred times over.
Alas, although he hated to admit it, he was still a little weaker than Naobito in combat.
'No! I still have a chance! If only I can marry a competent woman who can carry my superior genes, it will be easy for me to get a son as good as Naobito!'
The more he thought about it, the more he felt his approach was correct.
'I can't delay any longer. I must marry quickly and have a suitable heir!'
Unknowingly, Maki and Mai's birth was pushed forward by Naoya's brilliance.
----
Squatting beside a familiar pond, Naoya casually gazed at the fish.
For him, these aquatic animals seemed to be the only living things in this clan.
Picking up some fish food he had asked Aki to prepare, he dropped it into the pond, making the fish rush toward it and eat like a group of hungry beasts.
Seeing the crazy behavior of the fish, Naoya stopped and sighed.
'I take it back. Even these fish are as crazy as a Zenin.'
Shaking his head, he was about to get up when he noticed someone.
It was a tall, muscular man with black hair.
Seeing him, Naoya's heart instantly started beating faster.
He knew without a doubt, from a single glance, who this man was.
The Heavenly Tyrant—Toji Fushiguro.
No—he's Toji Zenin for now.
Knowing that the key to solving 99% of his problems was leaning casually against the wall, Naoya knew he had to do something.
Taking a deep breath, he suddenly smiled like an innocent child and walked toward Toji.
Seeing Toji remain silent even after noticing him approach gave Naoya a bit more confidence.
After coming close, he stopped and said in a cute tone,
"Hello, brother—"
"Get lost, or I'll kill you, brat."
Toji said as he stared straight at Naoya with an icy cold gaze.
"Yes, sir!"
Naoya immediately turned around and bailed.
Who the hell said Toji Zenin could be convinced like this??
All those stupid fanfics from his previous life were lying!!