Toji had been unusually energetic lately.
Every few days, he would go out to take on missions, and whenever he came back, he wore a satisfied smile that said, “Made another fortune.”
Yukio kept shaking his head when he saw it.
“Bro, our family has enough money.
You don’t need to work this hard.”
While counting money, Toji spoke confidently, “What do you know?”
“It’s fine if life is a little harder.
That’s a man’s responsibility.”
He looked up and showed a rare gentle expression.
“When you graduate from your third year of middle school, the whole family is going to the beach for vacation!”
“We’ll have a good time!”
[Year 2005]
Yukio graduated from middle school with excellent grades.
His scores were high enough to get into the best high schools in Kyoto.
Unfortunately, none of that had anything to do with him.
For him, going to school had always just been a way to pass the time.
The first thing after graduation was a family beach vacation.
Sunshine, beach, waves.
The family of four had a great time.
Megumi ran barefoot across the sand chasing crabs, stumbling all over the place.
Toji was rarely seen wearing a floral shirt and sunglasses, looking like a lazy gang boss.
Yumi wore a white dress, her smile brighter than the sun.
As for Yukio, he caught a special marine cursed spirit in the sea.
Its ability was similar to Golden Scale.
It could absorb cursed energy through killing.
Without hesitation, Yukio used his unique ability to attach the cursed spirit to Toji’s Split Soul Katana.
From then on, Toji could also strengthen himself by absorbing cursed energy from cursed spirits or humans he killed.
His upper limit could finally continue to increase.
This vacation had been amazing.
If Yaga Masamichi hadn’t called to remind him about enrollment, Yukio might still have been on the beach building sandcastles with Megumi.
[Back Home]
Leaning against the sofa, Toji suddenly spoke, “I heard through some rumors that Gojo Satoru from the Gojo family is enrolling this year too.”
“He’s going to Tokyo Jujutsu High.”
He glanced at Yukio, his tone full of amusement, “Tsk tsk, kid, you’re pretty unlucky.
You’re enrolling in the same year as that guy.”
“Looks like your shine is going to get overshadowed~”
Yukio smiled casually after hearing that, “This world has never lacked geniuses.”
“But those geniuses…”
He paused, the corners of his mouth rising, “In the end, they’ll all call me a genius.”
Toji laughed at that, “You brat, saying cool things again.”
He stood up and patted Yukio’s shoulder.
“I have high expectations for you.”
“Show the Gojo family what the Fushiguro family is capable of.”
His expression suddenly became serious.
“I’m curious.
The Six Eyes that appears once every few hundred years, and you, who have no cursed energy…”
“What kind of sparks will come from that?”
Yukio smiled confidently, “I’m curious too.”
“So this is Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical High School?”
Standing at the foot of the mountain, Yukio looked up at the distant buildings and twitched his mouth.
“This place is hard to find…”
“Did they build it this deep in the mountains because they’re afraid students will run away?”
Complaining as he climbed, he passed through one towering torii gate after another.
He should have stopped trying to act cool and let Yaga Masamichi pick him up.
Finally, he reached a platform.
Four people stood ahead.
At the front was Yaga Masamichi, wearing an expression that said, “You finally made it.”
Beside him stood three others.
A handsome boy with his hair tied in a bun.
A short-haired girl with a cool temperament.
And one more…
White hair, sunglasses, hands behind his head, and a face that practically screamed, “I’m number one in the world.”
Gojo Satoru.
When Yaga Masamichi saw Yukio, he let out a sigh of relief.
Hearing that, Gojo lowered his hands and tilted his head as he looked Yukio over.
“Wow, so many of us waiting for just one person~”
He suddenly frowned and stared at Yukio for a few seconds.
“Have we met somewhere before?”
Yukio smiled, “Maybe.”
‘Does this guy really have such a good memory?’
Geto Suguru and Ieiri Shoko were also curiously looking at their late-arriving classmate.
No cursed energy fluctuations.
But the presence he gave off while standing there…
was a little strange.
Yaga Masamichi clapped his hands.
“Alright, everyone’s here.”
“I’ll show you around the place where you’ll be living from now on.”
[Dormitory]
Traditional Japanese-style architecture on the outside, but modern single rooms inside.
A bed, desk, wardrobe, and even a small kitchen.
“Pick your rooms, put down your luggage, and we’ll continue.”
[Training Grounds]
The standard training area was spacious and bright.
The most special place was the combat training area in the back mountain.
An endless forest had been divided into maze-like sections for student combat assessments.
“You’ll be sweating a lot here in the future.”
Cafeteria, library, reading room, various laboratories, cursed object storage room, confinement room…
After the tour, Yukio nodded to himself.
‘The facilities are pretty complete.’
Finally, Yaga Masamichi brought them to the main academic building.
It was about eight stories tall, with the top floor designed like a shrine.
Very distinctive.
First-year classroom.
Very large.
But there were only four desks.
Standing at the podium, Yaga Masamichi said, “From now on, I’ll be your homeroom teacher.”
“If you have any difficulties in daily life or with jujutsu, you can come to me.”
“Now, let’s begin introductions.”
“We’ll start with the student closest to the door.”
Yukio sat by the window, making him the last one.
The first to go up was Ieiri Shoko.
She looked a little shy, and her voice was soft.
“Hello everyone, my name is Ieiri Shoko.
I’m fourteen years old.”
“My ability is Reverse Cursed Technique.
I can heal injuries.”
“But I’m still not very skilled with it…
Please take care of me in the future.”
Clap!
Clap!
Clap!
Yukio led the applause.
‘Reverse Cursed Technique!’
‘What a useful ability.’
Too bad it had nothing to do with him.
Even Gojo Satoru couldn’t help looking at her a few more times.
Despite being called a genius, he still hadn’t mastered Reverse Cursed Technique.
The second to go up was Geto Suguru.
His temperament was gentle, and he spoke calmly.
“Hello everyone.
My name is Geto Suguru.
I’m fourteen years old.”
“My cursed technique is Cursed Spirit Manipulation.
I can bring subdued cursed spirits under my control and freely command them.”
“It doesn’t require any medium.
It only relies on the cursed energy of the cursed spirits themselves.”
“Please take care of me in the future.”
Yukio raised an eyebrow.
This ability…
The difference was that he stored cursed spirits after killing them, while Geto controlled them after subduing them.
A subtle difference.
The third to go up was Gojo Satoru.
With his hands in his pockets, he wore that familiar punchable grin.
“Hello everyone~ I assume you all know who I am, right?”
“I’m Gojo Satoru, the genius who awakened the Six Eyes~”
“Fifteen years old, single, and no bad habits.”
Geto Suguru, “…”
Ieiri Shoko, “…”
Yukio, “…”
‘This guy is really punchable.’
“My ability is a bit complicated, but the techniques of our family are public knowledge, so you should already know them.”
He suddenly looked at Ieiri Shoko.
“Classmate Ieiri, you can teach me Reverse Cursed Technique later~”
Ieiri Shoko nodded seriously, “Okay.”
Clap!
Clap!
lap!
The applause ended.
The last person to go up was Fushiguro Yukio.
From the moment they first met at the entrance, Geto Suguru and Ieiri Shoko had been curious about him.
Even though they couldn’t sense any cursed energy from him, they had felt a strong sense of pressure from him.
But now that feeling was gone.
Yukio walked to the podium and spoke calmly, “Hello everyone.
My name is Fushiguro Yukio.
I’m fifteen years old.”
“I have no cursed technique and no cursed energy.”
He paused and pointed at himself, “As for abilities…
does Heavenly Restriction count?”
“My situation is a little special.
Most people with Heavenly Restriction have their cursed energy reduced to the level of an ordinary person.”
“Mine is directly reduced to zero.”
“Not a single trace of cursed energy.”
The classroom fell silent for a moment.
Gojo Satoru raised his hand, “Then can you see cursed spirits?”
Yukio pointed at his eyes, “Yes.”
“Heavenly Restriction strengthened my body and also enhanced my vision.”
Geto Suguru also raised his hand curiously, “Then how do you exorcise cursed spirits?”
Yukio replied calmly, “With cursed tools.”
He extended his right hand and slowly drew out an elegant blade from Shadow Face.
Golden Scale.
Then he smiled, “Oh right, I also have another ability that’s somewhat similar to your Cursed Spirit Manipulation.”
At the same time, the shadow on the floor to his left suddenly split open into a black crack.
A massive cursed spirit emerged from the shadow, releasing the pressure of a Grade 1 cursed spirit.
The classroom temperature suddenly dropped.
Yukio pointed at the cursed spirit, “This is one I subdued.”
“My ability is a little different from Geto’s.
I have to kill cursed spirits before I can store them.”
“It sounds strange, but that’s how it is.”
“And summoning cursed spirits doesn’t require cursed energy.
What it consumes is the world’s own negative energy.”
With a wave of his hand, the cursed spirit sank back into the shadow.
Golden Scale remained in his hand.
“My main focus is hand-to-hand combat.”
“These are just support.”
“Please take care of me in the future.”
The classroom remained quiet for a few seconds.
Gojo Satoru stared at Yukio, his eyes narrowing slightly behind his sunglasses.
Geto Suguru looked thoughtful.
Ieiri Shoko softly let out a “Wow.”
Then everyone started clapping.
Yaga Masamichi spoke at the right moment, “Fushiguro Yukio’s situation is rather special.”
“Don’t underestimate him just because he has no cursed energy.”
He checked the time.
“That’s all for today.”
“I’ll take you to get your uniforms, then you can return to your dorms and rest.”
“This afternoon we’ll have a gathering as your enrollment ceremony.”
“Get along well.”