Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College, one of only two jujutsu educational institutions in all of Japan.
Right now, on the school training grounds, Fushiguro Megumi, Kugisaki Nobara, Zen’in Maki, Inumaki Toge, and Panda—the entire first-year and second-year cohorts—were all assembled.
Originally, they had been actively preparing for the upcoming Kyoto Sister-School Exchange Event.
But Gojo Satoru had suddenly appeared and interrupted their training.
More importantly, this time Gojo had not come alone.
Beside him stood a cute girl who looked around their age.
“…And that’s the gist.
Fujimaru Ritsuka will be joining as a new first-year student.
Everyone, be nice to her!”
Clap, clap, clap…!
Having finished, Gojo imitated a seal and clapped his hands together.
Megumi silently studied Ritsuka.
She didn’t give off the slightest trace of a jujutsu sorcerer’s aura.
She looked like an ordinary girl, completely untouched by anything related to curses or sorcery.
But if Gojo-sensei had taken an interest in her, she must possess something exceptional.
Kugisaki Nobara, for her part, couldn’t help but interject, “What do you mean, ‘that’s the gist’?!
You literally only introduced her name!
That’s the laziest new-student introduction ever.
Zero points!”
“Eh, how can you say that?
I just think self-introductions are better when you do them yourself.
Right, Ritsuka?”
Faced with his student’s scathing review, Gojo feigned a wounded expression, then instantly snapped back, grinning as he turned to Ritsuka.
“Indeed.
Allow me to introduce myself, then,” Ritsuka said with a smile.
“I’m Fujimaru Ritsuka, but everyone can just call me Ritsuka.
Fujimaru sounds like you’re addressing a guy.
My cursed technique is Heroic Spirit Summoning.
I’ll be in your care for the time being.”
Her story began the day before.
Upon hearing the name Gojo Satoru, Ritsuka had finally understood what world she was in.
Jujutsu Kaisen, also known as Gojo Kaisen.
On the surface, it seemed to tell the story of a boy who swallowed a special-grade cursed object, entered the world of jujutsu, grew, and saved the world—a hot-blooded shonen manga.
In truth, it was the story of the invincible Gojo Satoru going on a killing spree.
Though lately, it seemed to have turned into Sukuna Kaisen.
And then there were all those side characters, each with such distinct personalities, who got killed off without the slightest hesitation. New chapters come out on g.com first.
Nanamin, my Nanamin!
Judging by Gojo’s words and attire, he was already a teacher at Jujutsu High at this point.
What she didn’t know was whether the main characters had made their appearance yet.
If the timing was right…
Meanwhile, taking into account that she was a complete novice who knew nothing, Gojo had, with uncharacteristic patience, explained the relationship between cursed energy, jujutsu sorcerers, and cursed spirits.
This world possessed a special power called cursed energy.
It arose from the negative emotions within people’s hearts.
That meant every single person in this world carried cursed energy.
Ordinary people, however, couldn’t control this power.
After being generated, their cursed energy would slowly leak out of their bodies.
When this dispersed cursed energy gathered and accumulated, it formed the kind of monster that had attacked her—what this world called a cursed spirit.
Those who could control their cursed energy and prevent it from leaking, and who could actively extract and utilize cursed energy from negative emotions, were called jujutsu sorcerers.
Ordinary people couldn’t see cursed spirits.
Only jujutsu sorcerers, or those with the potential to become one, could see them.
As such, jujutsu sorcerers were the ones tasked with eliminating cursed spirits.
“Cursed energy extracted from negative emotions…
that sounds rather ominous.”
“Indeed.
Because of the nature of cursed energy’s existence, not only cursed spirits, but we jujutsu sorcerers are all basically lunatics as well.
Haha.”
“Myself included.”
Gojo self-deprecated without a change in expression, as if it meant nothing at all.
He grinned at Ritsuka.
“Are you scared?”
Ritsuka thought about the crowd of wildly eccentric Servants back in Chaldea and replied, “I’m alright, I think.”
“Haha, hahahahahaha!
Looks like you really do have a talent for being a jujutsu sorcerer!”
Seeing her composed expression, equally unruffled, Gojo finally burst into unrestrained laughter, growing more and more intrigued by the girl before him.
“So, want to give it a try?
Being a jujutsu sorcerer?”
“Uh…”
Faced with the invitation, Ritsuka hesitated.
Though she didn’t know why she could see cursed spirits, one thing was certain: the magical energy she used and this world’s cursed energy were fundamentally different things.
In all likelihood, she probably couldn’t use cursed energy, nor become a jujutsu sorcerer.
How should she answer?
Should she hide her own circumstances and go along with it for now? This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
Or just lay her cards on the table?
At times like this, she especially missed Da Vinci and Holmes.
If they could analyze the situation based on gathered intelligence, she would surely be able to make a better choice.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t reach Chaldea right now.
In that case, she could only trust her intuition and choose in her own way.
So Ritsuka took a deep breath and opted for directness.
“While I’m very willing to accept the invitation, the truth is, what I use isn’t cursed energy, but something called magical energy.”
….
“Heroic Spirit Summoning?”
After hearing her self-introduction, everyone’s attention had immediately and unanimously landed on the technique she had named.
Under normal circumstances, a cursed technique was the foundation of a jujutsu sorcerer.
The strength of the technique itself often determined a sorcerer’s ceiling—such as the Limitless technique that Gojo Satoru wielded.
For them, understanding allies’ technique was also important.
Jujutsu sorcerers didn’t fight alone.
In battle, knowing your partners’ techniques allowed for more targeted tactical applications and cooperation.
“A summoning-type technique, like mine…” Megumi mused.
“Heroic Spirit…
that’s a concept from Norse mythology, isn’t it?”
The second-year Panda eagerly chimed in, “I know this one!”
“A Heroic Spirit refers to those brave fallen warriors picked on the battlefield by the Valkyries, sent by the great god Odin in Norse mythology, right?!”
Seeing Panda’s expression practically begging for confirmation, Ritsuka nodded, affirming his answer.
Then she smiled and explained, “However, the Heroic Spirits in my technique aren’t strictly limited to the ones from Norse mythology.
More broadly, they are beings who, through great deeds and achievements, left behind legends after death and became objects of faith—heroes transformed into something more.”
“The Heroic Spirits I summon possess the abilities described in their legends.”
Hearing this, Megumi suddenly asked, “Do the Heroic Spirits you can summon have to be figures who actually existed in reality?”
Ritsuka smiled and shook her head.
“No.
As long as they are figures who have left behind legends in this world, they qualify.”
What an absurdly powerful technique!
That was the reaction that instantly formed in everyone’s mind after hearing this exchange.
According to Ritsuka’s explanation, since Heroic Spirits didn’t need to be historical figures, the range of beings she could potentially summon was vast beyond measure.
Unbidden, everyone’s thoughts turned to the heroes that existed across various mythologies and epics.
If the Heroic Spirits she summoned truly possessed the powers described in their legends, then without question, Ritsuka’s technique would leapfrog both the Limitless technique and the Ten Shadows Technique to become the single strongest cursed technique in the world today!