"Huh?" Tu Bai turned his head to look at him.
Stand in the center. You can use Construction freely within a five-meter radius, but your feet must not leave the ground," Gojo Satoru said. "Begin.
Itadori and Fushiguro attacked again. This time, Tu Bai could not dodge; he could only focus on pure defense and counterattacks. He used Construction Technique to create four shields surrounding himself, resembling a metallic turtle shell. Itadori's punches and Fushiguro's Shikigami attacks all slammed into the shields, making loud thudding sounds.
Gojo Satoru watched more closely.
Multiple Construction, maintaining four independent objects simultaneously while dividing his Demon Power into four parts—the strength and stability of each part must be controlled precisely. This requires an extremely high degree of precision for the Cursed Technique.
Tu Bai gritted his teeth and persevered. Cracks began to appear on the four shields, he hurriedly repaired them, but his Demon Power was being consumed too quickly.
"That's enough." Gojo Satoru called a halt once again.
Tu Bai breathed a sigh of relief and dissipated his Shield, his legs feeling a bit weak.
Gojo Satoru walked up to him and suddenly said, "Try to use Construction on me."
Tu Bai looked up, failing to react in time: ".. What?"
Me," Gojo Satoru said, pointing to himself. "Use your Cursed Technique to construct a 'Gojo Satoru.' Can you do it?
The three students by the side of the field also looked over curiously.
Tu Bai hesitated. Construction of living beings.. he had never tried that. But Gojo Satoru had said "Construction of me," not "Replicate a living version of me." It should be constructing an image, like a sculpture.
He focused his mind and mobilized his Demon Power.
Silver Light condensed in his palm, slowly taking shape. First came the outline, then the details. Height, body type, clothing.. but when it came to constructing the face, Tu Bai stalled.
He didn't dare to look closely at Gojo Satoru's face. Especially those eyes; the structure of the Six Eyes was too complex, he simply couldn't perform Construction on them.
Demon Power began to become unstable, the silver orb of light wavered. Tu Bai grew a bit anxious, subconsciously thought of a simple image—a Chibi version.
The Silver Light stabilized and took shape.
A twenty-centimeter-tall Chibi doll landed in Tu Bai's palm.
With white hair, wearing tiny sunglasses and a miniature Jujutsu High Uniform, it even held an even tinier Kikufuku in its hands. Its face was round, with eyes like two small blue beads and a mouth curved upward in a smile. Its legs.. were a bit short, with a three-head body proportion like a Chibi.
The entire scene fell silent.
Itadori was the first to laugh: "Pfft.. so cute!"
Fushiguro turned his face away, his shoulders shaking. Kugisaki leaned in to take a look: "Wow, this one is great! It's much cuter than Mahito!"
Gojo Satoru fell silent for three seconds.
Then he reached out and pinched the doll's short leg. "My legs aren't this short, are they?"
Tu Bai blushed: "B-because it's Chibi.."
And this," Gojo Satoru said, poking the Kikufuku in the plushie's hand, "Do I really love sweets that much?
.. Is it not?
Gojo Satoru stared at the doll for a while, then suddenly smiled.
He snatched the doll and stuffed it into his jacket pocket.
I'm taking this.
Senpai, give it back to me..
No," Gojo Satoru said righteously. "This is tuition. I've guided you so much today, it's not too much to ask for a doll, is it?
Tu Bai opened his mouth, but he couldn't find any words to refute him.
Itadori raised his hand: "Tu Bai-senpai, can you make one for me too? One that looks like me!"
Fushiguro didn't say anything, but his eyes held a hint of anticipation. Kugisaki: "I want a stylish one!"
No way." Gojo Satoru blocked Tu Bai, "He is my personal partner; he can only perform Construction for me. If you want something, go find someone else.
Itadori muttered under his breath, "Gojo-sensei is so stingy.."
I heard that.
After training ended, Gojo Satoru saw Tu Bai out of the school gates. On the way, Tu Bai was still thinking about that doll.
They really were quite cute. Maybe.. I should make a few for myself?
As he walked, he channeled his Demon Power, performing Construction to create three more dolls in his palms. One was a pink-haired Tu Bao hugging a Carrot; another was a silver-haired Tu holding a small knife; and the last was a black-haired version of himself, with just the tips of his ears peeking out.
Each one was twenty centimeters tall and exquisitely crafted.
Gojo Satoru glanced at them. "What are these?"
My older brother, my younger brother, myself," Tu Bai said. "I'm preparing to give them away.
Gojo Satoru stared at that black curly-haired doll: "I want this one."
No way." Tu Bai immediately hid the doll behind his back. "This one is mine.
Then make another one.
No.
Gojo Satoru thought for a moment, then pulled a Chibi version of himself out of his pocket: "Let's trade. You give me yours, I'll give you mine."
Tu Bai hesitated.
He was thinking that even if he didn't change, he could always go back and use Construction to make another doll in the likeness of Gojo Satoru. After all, he had enough Demon Power..
Don't think about secretly making another one of me," Gojo Satoru said suddenly with a squinty-eyed smile. "If I find out you've used Construction to create my likeness without permission, I'll sue you for violating my portrait rights.
Tu Bai froze.
"Want to exchange it or not?" Gojo Satoru asked, shaking the plushie in his hand.
Tu Bai grit his teeth and handed over the black curly-haired plushie. Gojo Satoru took it and examined it closely: "Why aren't the ears rabbit ears? But it's still quite cute this way."
He gave his doll to Tu Bai. Tu Bai held it, looking at that Chibi Gojo Satoru with complex emotions.
Forget it, I can't be Gojo Satoru's. I'll just go back and make one of myself. He definitely won't be able to stop me from using Construction on myself.
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In the evening, Tu Bai sent Tu Bao's plushie via express delivery to Yokohama. He included a note: [Brother, this is for you. I made it myself.]
The next day, Yokohama.
Tu Bao received the package, upon opening it to see the plushie, his eyes welled with tears. "Er Bao made this.. it's so cute!"
He hugged the doll and nuzzled it, then took a photo to send to Tu Bai: [Received it! I love Er Bao the most!]
Just after he sent it, someone leaned in from behind him.
What good treasure?" Dazai Osamu rested his chin on Tu Bao's shoulder and looked at the doll in his hands, "Oh? Did your younger brother make it?
Yeah!" Tu Bao held it up as if presenting a treasure. "Does it look like me?
It does." Dazai Osamu reached out to take the doll. "Let me keep it safe for you.
Eh? Why?
Because it's a doll that looks like my boyfriend," Dazai Osamu said as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Of course I should be the one to collect it.
But my younger brother gave this to me..
You can come and see it whenever you like if you leave it with me." Dazai Osamu tucked the doll into his trench coat pocket. "Alright, time to get to work.
Tu Bao pouted, but he didn't dare ask for it back.
Forget it, it's fine to leave it with Fangzhi.. anyway, he can ask for it back at any time.. probably.
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At the same time, in Sicily, Italy.
Tu received an international express delivery. Upon opening it and seeing the plushie, his eyes lit up. He placed the plushie on his bedside table and picked up his phone to take a photo, but then he stopped.
Who should I show it to? Tsunayoshi?
.. No, I haven't forgiven him yet. Regarding that matter last time, he was clearly in the wrong.
Tu put down his phone and sat on the bed with his knees hugged to his chest, staring blankly at the plush toy.
At dusk, there was a knock on the door.
“Tu? May I come in?”
It was Sawada Tsunayoshi's voice. Tu didn't say a word, but the door still opened. Tsunayoshi walked in, carrying a dessert box in his hand, froze for a moment when he saw the plushie by the bedside.
This is..
My second brother made it," Tu said in a muffled voice, "My portion.
It's very cute." Tsunayoshi walked over and took a careful look. "It really looks like you. The hair, the eyes, even this little knife.. the details are very well done. Your second brother is truly skilled.
Tu secretly pricked up his ears.
Sawada Tsunayoshi placed the dessert box on the nightstand and opened it, revealing Tu's favorite, Tiramisu.
Tu, I'm sorry," Tsunayoshi said softly. "I shouldn't have gone on a business trip without telling you. I promise I'll let you know in advance next time, okay?
Tu said nothing, but his fingers gripped the bedsheets.
Tsunayoshi sat down beside him and carefully pulled him into his arms. Tu struggled symbolically for a moment, but when he couldn't break free, he simply let him be.
This doll," Tsunayoshi continued to praise, "is really well-made. Can I take a photo? I want to set it as my phone wallpaper.
.. Whatever you want.
Tsunayoshi smiled, knowing that he had stopped being angry. He picked up the plushie, took a photo, then leaned down to kiss Tu's hair.
Next time, I'll take you back to Japan to see your brothers, alright?
Hmph, I haven't forgiven you yet.
Even so, Tu still leaned closer into his embrace.
The doll sat quietly at the head of the bed, his silver hair shimmering with a soft glow under the setting sun.
Author's Note:
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