Jujutsu Kaisen Itadori Brother Novels & Stories

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

As usual, that prick was running his big mouth, sitting with his mates on the red bench and telling some story with such intensity he was spitting over his friends. He looked up as he saw Kai coming, and his lizard brain must have told him to run because seconds later he was halfway across the courtyard. This guy was fast, but it didn't matter, because Kai was smart. He'd already stationed Ray and Kenny at either exit. Sadly for Tom, he had chosen to turn left and ran into Kenny--his right-hand man. What most people did not know, was that if Kenny and Kai were to fight, Kenny would win 100% of the time. The kid was a purple belt in Jujutsu. No matter how much Kenny helped Kai train to fight,

The revenge and love raging inside him drove Aidan to his private gym. He trained in Aikido, trying to calm his mind. The Japanese martial art was something he had mastered over the years. Dressed in his Aikido uniform, he gripped a specialized bamboo stick and moved with practiced precision. Long before this, he had already earned his black belt in Taekwondo.

The first confrontation was not physical but psychological, a battle of influence, anticipation, and ethical positioning. Madison scaled a rooftop, manipulating shadows and light to shape perception. Stepbrother guided the central flow, ensuring our moves remained anticipatory rather than reactive. Ian applied pressure along the flank, nudging adversaries toward misjudgment without direct aggression. I orchestrated rhythm, timing every movement and communication to maximize coordination while minimizing unnecessary harm.

The head of the Sunland Martial Arts Association, Okajima, looked grim. His beady eyes darted around, and he fidgeted uncomfortably in his suit as if it were covered in thorns. The phone in his hand was heated up like a hot potato and nearly out of battery.

Even with Harvey York’s show of strength, Ryohei felt confident enough to defeat anyone as long as Julian York was not around. “Is that so? Harvey smiled. “Who’s Shuji Kubota to you?” “He’s my brother! We are the most outstanding disciples of the Abito Way! We…” he pridefully replied. “You’re even more useless than him.” Harvey stomped on the ground, immediately cutting off Ryohei’s reply. Crack! A tile flew out in a flash. Ryohei’s expression changed. He instinctively tried to unsheathe his longsword. But the moment he did, his pupils expanded when he stood frozen in place.

The two lackeys flanked both sides of Takeshi. “S-Stand back!” The black one said. Then the brunette stood in front of him confidently and prepared a stand like a boxer. “Leave this to me, Reiki. HA!!” The brunette threw a right jab towards Jai. Jai leaned his head to the side and easily dodged the punch. The brunette followed it up with a left jab, but Jai easily dodged that too. The brunette didn’t stop there though, he threw more punches at Jai. But all of his punches felt like textbook to the thunder elemer, and he easily flipped the situation around.

“So no one is allowed to contact Rei?…not even me, her brother?” “You can, if you want to die. It’s up to you that way”. “He won’t actually kill us, would he?”. He whispers. “Isn’t that a bit too…?”. “He's trying to prove a point, Aito”. Eiji drums his fingers against the table, as if to keep his thoughts steady. “He wants us to know that he’s no longer joking around…and he wants to hurt me in the exact same way I hurt him”. “Did Rei kill Miyamura’s true love or something?”. Aito asks tiredly. “No, really…What the hell did that child do? And why do I feel like I’m the only person who doesn’t know what she did?”.

The Dark Gate's outer court is intermediate in martial arts, although it is not perfect when Blue Shark uses this. But for Cadell Brian to say, it is like a disaster. Brake! Cadell Brian's body, was immediately kicked out, fell to the ground, his jade bag in his hand, also fell to the ground.

“What the hell is wrong with you?! Bakayaro! I should tie you up and whip you this instant! Tch, stupid stupid brat!” He turned to me and all colour drained from my face. “And you Aito! You should have stopped him! I thought you knew better! You’re the sensible one in your stupid group! Baka! Come here!” Did I go? Of course not. I went even farther away. Masaki Todou is Toshiro’s older brother. A policeman. A very scary ruthless policeman. He’s huge with bulging muscles and shaggy brown hair. “Do you not hear me Aito! I said come here this instant!” he roared.