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Recap -
"Oh, you must be Sukuna," Sora, ever so smart, spoke bluntly. "Toji never said that can happen. Am I supposed to kill you or something? Ah, sensei always said it was bad to kill kids however I'm not sure if that applies to you since you've possessed the boys body and are technically thousands of years old- Whoa-"
Clearly, the king of curses had gotten frustrated with her nonchalant rambling because in seconds he'd appeared in front of her to give her a punch, however his fist never made contact with her face nor any other part of her body.
It kind of just... Froze right there.
"See now this isn't normal but what else would you expect from the amazing me?"
Sukuna hated this child with all his guts. Both children, actually, this boy who was acting as his host and this freaking goat-cheese haired girl. Did goat cheese change throughout the years he was asleep or was it the same? Nevermind his rambling thoughts, it was time to kill this brat.
Only problem is, he couldn't even reach the brat. Literally, his hand was hovering in the space between the both of them imbued with cursed energy but still not moving. And then it hit him, this technique was the same as that man from centuries ago, the very same man who sealed his fate away. He too had white hair, special eyes and an annoying, punch able face.
"Who are you," The pinkette narrowed his eyes. "speak up, mortal!"
"Oi," She chuckled, "you can't even reach me how do you think you have any sort of authority over me, loser."
Veins bulged out on Sukunas forehead as he growled at her. Once he gets his hands on this brat, he'll kill her! Tear her from limb-to-limb and get his revenge from years ago, that would be his goal even if he has to do it in this shrimps body--
"Hey, what are you doing in my body?" A hand roughly smacked itself onto the pinkettes face and Sora tilted her head in amusement as she watched the... two(?) argue. How intriguing, they almost looked as interesting as she did, which was a mighty compliment to be given so they better be thankful. Although, no one was more interesting than Sora herself, of course!
Right?
"How are you doing that?" Sukuna frowned, "Stop that."
"What?" Itadori also frowned. "You want me to stop trying to take control of my own body?"
"Exactly, at least your smart enough to understand that."
"This was fun while it lasted," Sora pouted and positioned herself to use some of the techniques that Toji had showed her despite him not being able to use cursed energy. "but I gotta kill you."
"W-What?!" Itadori shrieked, "don't!"
Sora giggled. "Bye bye!"
"Wait, brat." Toji jumped in front of her and stared at the little pink-haired brat. He stared for a bit before grabbing his sword and smirking at the kid. "Can you control him?"
"Huh?" Itadori blinked. "Yeah, kinda. Why?"
Toji began to stretch his legs. "Give me ten seconds, switch back with him."
Doubt circled in the boys belly and he sent a worried look to the mysterious man. "But what if he-"
"Just do it already, it doesn't matter how strong Sukuna is..." A cocky smirk spread across his lips.
"I'm the strongest."
"OI, i'm right here." Sora glared at him.
"Shut up," He smirked at her, "you're chopped liver, you can't speak."
Maki and Nanami appeared just in time to stop Sora from fighting with their sensei. Really, if they'd been just a moment slower Toji and Sora would be at each others throats. "What did you just say?!"
Thinking he was distracted Sukuna had snuck up behind the man and thrown a punch only to see Toji on the other side of him staring at his nails boredly. Irritation brimming in his eyes Sukuna released a growl before launching a kick filled with cursed energy, however Toji blocked that much too easily. The two continued to fight although the clear difference in power between the two was massive, with Toji easily hitting the king of curses and the latter struggling to even keep his eye on the former zen'in.
"It doesn't matter what era, you Jujutsu sorcerers are always a pain!" The pinkette yelled with irritation, covering up the feeling with an annoyed grin. Perhaps he was thinking of how he would rip the man to shreds, it helps calm people. At least it helped Sora calm herself sometimes, it was a very useful tactic. In response to the poorly-hidden irritation Toji just chuckled darkly before swiping his hand at the boys chest and effectively taking the air out of him. Then, he simply stepped back expectantly.
"Eight, nine, should be time." He muttered. As if on cue, which it honestly was, the boy hosting the king of curses lifted his head up any sign of lines gone. Toji let out a quiet hum.
"You really can control him..." Proceeding to hit the boy on his neck, Toji caught him before his head could kiss the floor. Sora and the other two stared at him questioningly so he provided them with an answer, also taking the time to throw the mochi he'd bought at Soras face but unfortunately it stopped mid-air before it could touch her. The three stared at her and Toji masked his excitement quite well before turning away from her.
"For the time being, ignore that. Now, student's, should I have this kid killed?"
"No," Sora munched on some green-tea mochi. "he's funny, I'll kill him later if he hurts sensei, though."
"I don't care," Maki muttered.
"Neither do I." Nanami added.
Hopelessly, Toji sighed at the three and just took it as a yes. Honestly, was it too much for a man to ask for one simple, easy student? If so, then he needs better pay for this crap. Letting out an annoyed breath the Fushiguro walked ahead of the three, making sure they were all following behind him. He planned on waiting for when Sora realised she was walking behind him and not in front, before telling her about the plan the elders gave him. It didn't take long for the small brat to catch up and walk beside him.
"You're officially transferring to our academy, fair warning the teachers all suck."
"I'll make their life better by gracing them in my presence, don't worry Mr. Toji."
