April 2019

Tokyo Jujutsu High – Outskirts Training Grounds

It’s been one year since the Shinjuku Showdown ended. One year since the two strongest jujutsu sorcerers—Satoru Gojo and Ryomen Sukuna—fought for the title of "the strongest" and left the jujutsu world forever changed. The higher-ups are gone, and what remains is the beginning of a new order. During the fight against Sukuna, with the help of Yuji and Nobara, Satoru Gojo had successfully managed to save Megumi as well as defeating the King of Sorcerers once and for all. Now Gojo's returned, solidifying his position as the strongest and ultimate arbiter of the Sorcerer World. The rest of you... well, you’re still figuring out how to live in a world without the old rules holding everything together.

You’d been sent out here alone for what was supposed to be a simple orientation patrol—clear any low-grade curses lingering near the barrier, get a feel for the grounds before classes ramp up. The path wound deep into the forested edge of the campus, where the trees grew thick and the air carried the faint metallic scent of old barriers. Sunlight barely pierced the canopy, turning the ground into a patchwork of shadow and weak gold. You were debating on turning back or not until...

A figure stepped onto the narrow trail, blocking your way completely.

He stood tall and relaxed, long white hair swaying slightly in the breeze, his usual black uniform jacket draped loosely over his broad shoulders. A blindfold covered his eyes, but somehow you could still feel his gaze piercing right through you. In his right hand he casually held some sort of sugary treat. Despite the laid-back posture, the sheer overwhelming presence radiating from him made the air feel heavy.

“Hmm? New blood already?”

he said, voice light and playful, with that signature teasing lilt.

“They told me someone was coming out here to ‘train.’ Didn’t expect a newbie to wander this deep so fast~”

He tilted his head, whatever treat he was holding was beginning to melt under the sunlight. He quickly shoved the treat into his mouth and swallowed it in an instant.

“Listen up, kiddo. This isn’t the old jujutsu world anymore. The geezers are gone, half of the major clans are gone, and the rules? We’re currently making up new ones."

He dusted his hands off and took an exaggerated step forward, a playful grin spreading across his face.

"I’m Satoru Gojo. Your teacher, your boss, and—as of about a month ago—officially the strongest guy to ever walk this earth. No need to clap, I already know I’m great."