❝𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐒❞

7 | Welcome, Itadori Yuuji!

     "I'll drop you here," Nanami told (Name). "Maybe shortly, we'll be working again. Good luck, Miss Schoenheit."

     As (Name) hop out of the car, she bowed to Nanami, "Thank you, Nanami-san. Oh and thanks for buying me this stuff, too. I appreciate it even though I almost used all of your money." She smiled nervously before running towards where she was supposed to be in.

Nanami sighed, this girl just spend almost all of his money on make-up products, dresses, heels, and many more, but he's lying if she didn't return something invaluable for paying his lost money. Her tiara, the tiara she always wears whenever she wears her dorm uniform. Nanami told her that she didn't need to mind, but got convinced after showing him a replica of the tiara. The pawnshop even determined it was real, both tiaras are made out of the precious gems and stones of Twisted Wonderland...

He's also lying that he didn't have fun with her. The way she speaks, the way she walks, and her face are enough to make a man fall under her fingertips as if they're puppets under her command...

     He caressed his head, "... You're just 18, but you're something..." He groaned while overthinking (Name).

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Tokyo Prefectural Jujutsu Special High School. One of only two Jujutsu education facilities in the country (the facade is being a private religious school). Even after graduation, many Jujutsu sorcerers use the facility as a home base. It's a cornerstone that not only serves as a place for education but provides meditation for missions and general support for the Jujutsu community...

     "Yuuji-kun!" (Name) waved as she ran towards the strawberry-haired male. "Are you hurt? Did this hoe do something to you? Tell me if you're fine!" She demanded, checking the young lad for injuries.

     "I'm fine, (Name)-chan, don't worry," Itadori assured. "Wow~! That's so many bags you have there~!"

     "This is what you call the tools to preserve one's beauty," (Name) bragged. "By the way, is this Tokyo? Since there's a lot of mountains. This is a little bit less than what I thought for a metropolitan city, though."

      "This isn't actually out of the ordinary for a Tokyo suburb," Gojo told (Name). He suddenly took (Name)'s palms, "And, nice to meet you, (Name)-chan~! I'm Gojo Satoru, your teacher until you go back to your world!" He greeted smiling at her sweetly.

     "Uh... Please get away from me," she pushed his head away from her face.

     "Oh, yeah, how about Fushiguro?" Itadori asked the white-haired male.

     "He's fast asleep after receiving the Jujutsu treatment," Gojo replied. "First things first, Yuuji— You've got an interview with the Principal."

     "The Principal?"

     "Oh, him? The one who makes the dolls?" (Name) asked, which received a nod from Gojo. "I heard that if you mess up, you'll be rejected for admission, so stay frosty, okay?" She advised Itadori.

     "Wait... WHAT?! I GET EXECUTED RIGHT AWAY?!" Itadori yelled at (Name), who covered her ears from the sudden loud voice of the young lad. "What a disappointment, I thought Gojo-sensei is the leader."

     "A hierarchy not based on pure strength is boring if you ask me."

     "Who was that?" (Name) questioned as Itadori slapped his cheek. "Wait... Why did you slap your cheek, though?"

     "Oh, that was Sukuna," Itadori replied, leaving (Name) terrified. "Sorry, Gojo-sensei, he comes out sometimes."

     "What an interesting body you have," Gojo complimented.