Your Life As A Tokyo Jujutsu High Background Student

Chapter 22 - Na-na-mi!!

You had a feeling every time you left the Tokyo Jujutsu High campus, some crazy shit inevitably went down. As soon as you returned from the irritating trip with Gojo, all you wanted was to hit the training field and catch up on some much-needed practice. Flush the annoyance caused by his obnoxiousness out of your system. But of course, your life was never that simple.

On your way across the grounds, raised voices and a palpable surge of cursed energy drew you toward the eastern courtyard. Rounding the corner, you stumbled upon your underclassmen locked in a tense standoff with two unmistakable Kyoto students – Zen'in Mai and the towering form of Todo fucking Aoi.

Your eyes rapidly took stock of the unsettling scene. Megumi was draped limply over Panda's shoulder, his face a mass of purpling bruises and already out cold. He must have put up one hell of a fight. Nobara was faring a little better. However, her training clothes were tattered like she'd stumbled into a savage catfight. Numerous nicks and scrapes peeked through the tears, a few deeper gashes angrily weeping beads of blood down her pale limbs. At least, she was still on her feet.

Inumaki had his jacket collar tugged down, jaw clenched. Maki gripped her staff tightly, coiled like a cobra about to strike.

Across from them, Todo stood shirtless, fists clenched as that arrogant sneer played across his lips. Mai was reloading her gun, unfazed by the rising tensions.

You didn't waste time with pleasantries. In less than a heartbeat, Soulstring was in your hand, the reassuring weight of the sturdy wood grounding you as you pulled the bowstring taut. Cursed energy thrummed through your veins. Your aim laser-focused on Todo's smug head – prioritizing the greater threat.

"What the hell is going on here?" you growled.

Everyone's heads whipped around at the sound of your voice.

Panda's ears perked up. "Oh, senpai's back!"

Maki glared at you, mouth twisting in displeasure. "Where have you been?"

You waved her off with a slight shake of your head. There were far more serious concerns than your absence from yet another tedious morning practice.

Your steely focus remained locked on the Kyoto shitbirds as Mai's gaze zeroed in on you. She smirked, perfectly groomed brows arching.

"Well, well. If it isn't our beloved Spices? I'd almost forgotten how you can completely suppress your cursed energy like that. Still feels downright creepy."

The mocking lilt in her tone as she purred out your nickname immediately raised your hackles. You barked back, patience already frayed thin as a thread, "It's senpai to you."

Keeping your bow trained on the bigger threat, you hissed at Todo. "Looking for a fight, asshole?"

Of course, you were scared shitless. Todo could snap you like a twig without breaking a sweat. But you were the senpai here. You'd be damned if you let your juniors get their asses kicked in front of you without doing something about it.

To your surprise and immense relief, Todo simply shrugged, completely unbothered by the open challenge. "I only wanted to see if these new guys were worthy replacements for Okkotsu. I'm simply being nice, you see. But they all turned out to be dull."

His eyes glinted with the promise of further violence. "So I may need to drag out Hakari instead."

"Wait until the Goodwill Event and we'll see who's dull," you bit back on pure reflex, more empty bravado than any actual threat now that you were staring down Todo's giant form.