The yellow flash of jujutsu high

Keitaro looked at the mark on his neck, should he go out to teach Megumi while they were there?

Probably not, he didnt feel like healing them either so he just put an illusion over them, making his skin appear unharmed, The only way someone could figure out it was not hurt was if they paid real close attention to it and had very good senses.

He was sure anyone who fit in that category would have better things to do than focus on someone's neck...right?

Pov change.

Keitaro was seen on a training ground that he had made for Megumi's training teaching him the basics of hand-to-hand combat.

You know the usual stuff you teach a kid, who is about 8 to 9 years old.

Anyway, enough about how he was teaching a kid how to fight.

He was currently showing Megumi how to incorporate footwork with his strikes.

"Keep your center of gravity low. Focus on the angles, not just brute strength,"

He instructed in a rather stern voice.

He then stopped and waited for Megumi to do it.

He watched as the boy mimicked his movement but something was wrong, it was stiff, like he was trying too hard.

"You're thinking too much about it. Flow with it, Megumi. Make it second nature."

He was giving him tips and tricks, Megumi's curse technique may make him a summoner class, someone who stays in the back and assists people but he wanted Megumi to get used to hand-to-hand-to-hand combat.

Off to the side, someone with a very keen sense and very good eyes could be seen crossing his arms with a dramatic annoyed look on his face as he watched the scene.

"I'm here all the time, you know! And yet, you ask this two-month-a-year Minato wannabe to train you? I'm hurt."

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Why was he catching strays, he did nothing wrong, he was just helping teach a kid, it wasn't his fault they liked him better than the white hair idiot known as Satoru Gojo.

Megumi had quite a dry expression on his face as he opened his mouth and said.

"Because you're an idiot."

Gojo feigned a look of betrayal, he acted hurt at the kid's very cold words. "I'm deeply wounded, Megumi. Deeply"

Keitaro made the grave sin of chuckling at the interaction he was watching as that meant someone in possession of the wonderful pair of eyes known as the six eyes were now looking at him.

That someone also saw the illusion, all it took to slightly lower his glass, and his piercing blue eyes saw through the illusion like it was child's play.

A wide smile made itself known to Satoru's face, this was fun.

Wasn't it just fun?

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Satoru teased, his voice dripping with playful sarcasm.

For some unknown reason, Keitaro felt fear creeping itself.

Why did he feel like this, what could possibly make him feel like this about his friend saying those words with his sunglasses off and his piercing blue eyes looking at his neck?

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OH...No

"Megumi, I am borrowing Keitaro for a minute," Satoru added with a smile on his face.

He then walked somewhere without the kids and looked quite happy if the smile on his face was anything to go by.

"Why are you so giddy," Keitaro asked trying to avoid the problem altogether.

"You know why" Satoru added with a knowing look on his face.

"I have no idea what you are saying"

Keitaro made sure to slightly look away as he said those words, he knew he was cooked but he wanted to avoid it for as long as he could humanly extend it.

"Are you sure?"

The michieviouess in Satoru's eyes told Keitaro all he needed to know, he needed to find a way to avoid this situation, quickly.

It was not like he could heal the wounds now, he would notice it and that would further push him to antagonize Keitaro...

He was cooked, no matter how he looked at it he was fried, toast, pitch black one might say.

"I am 100% sure"

Goddam he was amazing himself with his ability to spout out bullshit without making it obvious, however, his friend's blue eyes were a problem.

"So the mark on your neck just appeared there one day"

"What mark?"

He tries to use Rct but Satoru places his hand on Keitaro's shoulder saying.

"Keitaro my friend, I am the gaslighter of the group, not you," He said as he used some of Ce around Keitaro's neck.

His body instinctively tries to fight the foreign energy invading his body thus resulting in Keitaro Rct slowing down a bit.

Keitaro wanted to groan but restrained himself with all of his might.

"So mind telling me who gave you this"

The cheeky smile on Gojo's face kind of annoyed Keitaro greatly but he held it in.

"No idea"

"So someone did this without your consent, Keitaro my friend did you drop the soap"

Keitaro groans internally.

"Whatever it was, it sure was vicious, I wonder what kind of beast could do this to someone as fast as you"

He was stuck, no matter what he did he was stuck, there was nothing he could do here.

A/N.

Chapter 100 should have been special but I forgot, so let me just sum up the shit that was supposed to be in it.

Dad.

Kaito Namikaze.

Power: Teleportation.

Death: Turn into stone for overusing natural energy.

Mom.

Shiori Namikaze.

Power: illusions.

Death: ?????

Grandma

Yui Namikaze.

Power. Creation of Talisman.

Death: Trading her life for her grandson.

To further elaborate on her power, she can create an object like necklaces, earrings and so on, each one of those objects buffs a stat, like a sword with increased speed, and so on.

Her most prized possession was a necklace. The necklace had a one-use activation, and the ability to transfer life span, it was a one-time use ability.

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