Diverged By The Time [Jujutsu Kaisen]

Men at some time are masters of their fates.

"Oh-" Satoru spoke, as if it was no biggie.
"Your students will die. Yuji." She stated, her voice came out cold.
"Oh? But I asked Yuta to take care of him. Not a big deal." He added with a smirk. "Sukuna?" She tilted her head raising a brow at him.

The two teens sprung up from their seats, Shoko looked out of the window beside her and Geto he was just baffled, as Uza and Gojo started yelling, "SUKUNA?! RYOMEN SUKUNA!?" Yaga cleared his throat, as they both sat back down with a pout.

"Satoru, Ukiio," Yaga spoke up, as the adults turned their faces over to him, "The future should be in crisis, you both should leave as soon as possible." He added, standing up from his chair. "We messed up, but, I have faith in the kids, I am sure they'd manage." Satoru added with a smirk, "You know, that 'Everything will work out' attitude, will only get you to the worse." Ukiio spoke with a sighed to which soon after, Yaga left with the baby panda as she pouted slightly.

"Hm~" Satoru only hummed in disapproval, which normally he wouldn't. He'd use a comeback to defend himself, this added more to the situation, even the Gojo Satoru himself was unaware and unsure of whether his students are capable enough or not. Although he wouldn't say this about all of them, only the exceptions were the ones he wasn't worried about. Ukiio puffed a mass of air, before turning her head towards the teens.

Satoru whipped his head towards Ukiio, tilting it to the slight left and leaning onto her face, "I thought you trusted them?" he asked with a slight frown, hands over his hips, Ukiio flushed slightly before pushing him away slightly jumping onto the floor in front of her, "O-of course, I do," she spoke, wiping the dust off of her shoulders, "AND PLEASE LEARN THE CONCEPT OF PERSONAL SPACE!" she got cut off by the younger Gojo swinging his chair backwards, pausing mid-air, his legs over the desk in front of him.

"Like what even is happening in the future?" The chair he sat upon settled over the ground with a thud, "I'd not worry about some weak brats dying" He spat, Satoru almost swore under his breath as the other teens sweatdropped. Ukiio held her index finger up, pointing it at Gojo looking over at the older one, "I wanna kill him." She stated, to Satoru. While, he only sighed and shrugged shaking his head, "Damn I was kinda shit."

"I can't believe, you, yourself could make you admit that...." Ukiio spoke in disbelief, before looking back over to the teens, "Alright, fine. Ask." She demanded, "I-" She took a pause, inhaling the air in the room, all the bodies in the room facing towards her, "I've got a well thought out theory!" She gave a crooked smile, holding a finger up.

This wasn't in her outcome list, was it? She did whatever she was asked to in order to get back her loved one, but they didn't specify the outcome as to attacking on Jujutsu Tech... It's her fault, but how can she redo it? She cannot.

"So- So me first!" Gojo stood up from his seat, raising his hand, jumping over the wooden floor. The adults gave each other a good look, before shrugging and letting the young one, speak.

"Are I cool in the future?!?

The future.
"Ieiri-san, here too!"

The brown-haired woman, paced into the room hurriedly, with a look of frustration on her face, although it was as much naivete from the outside. "Uh-huh, set him over there, I'll take a look at him too." She spoke, gesturing the Window to keep the wounded body down, on the floor.

Kiio, Gojo, did you really just die on me like that? Or so they say...

The Jujutsu Society was already as much short-handed, although they'd manage pretty well with the Special Grade sorcerers on-board. Even though, there were only a count of six. One of them not even a special grade, he was god himself, with strength of that immense.