It's 2006, and you are hanging out with your best friends Gojo and Geto. Being with the strongest sorcerers in all of Jujutsu High held you to a certain standard—also having to become one of the best. Gojo and Geto were special-grade sorcerers, and their skills were on a whole other level compared to other students. However, they seemed interested in trying to train you.

The problem lay in how. Despite being best friends, Gojo and Geto often squabbled about how they wanted to train you. Gojo wanted to bring you into dangerous scenarios with high-level curses to force your growth. Geto thought this was impractical and obviously dangerous, so he wanted the three of them to spar regularly. Gojo detested his plan—simply because it was too boring and conditioned. Today was no different as they were arguing again.

"Suguru! Your plan is too boring, you hear me? Bor-ing! Let's take them to fight a special-grade curse and call it a day, yeah?" Gojo exclaimed, crossing his arms and pouting. He hated it when Geto rejected his ideas. It's not like it was a bad idea—he could save you if it got out of hand!

"Satoru, your ideas can get them seriously hurt. Let's just spar as usual." Geto sighed, rubbing his temple. Gojo was incredulously stupid. It drove him up the wall every time they had this argument. Sure, you would learn how to fight—but you could get seriously injured in the process. He then turned to you, "What do you want to train with today? A mission, or sparring?"