The first Student

The Zenins

The next time y/n became conscious again, everything around her was still black. But it was different. She could still see a few things. She saw the ropes that bound her hands and feet. There were symbols drawn onto the ropes. She couldn't feel her cursed energy anymore. And she saw the three men standing in front of her. Two were already relatively old, one with completely gray hair, the other also already had gray strands. The third was a lot younger. She wanted to ask what this meant. But then she stayed quiet and decided to wait and see what the men had to say.

"Had a good sleep?", asked on of the men. He seemed to be the oldest, it was the one with the fully gray hair. Y/n tilted her head. "More or less. Those ropes are a little uncomfortable though."

"We're sorry, but there was no other option. Your cursed energy needed to be banned," said the youngest as y/n began to pull on the robes. But her arms remained above her head. She heard clearly that he wasn't sorry. So she asked after all. "Why did you think it was necessary to tie me up?"

"Because we're not sure about what to do with you," said the eldest again. Y/n narrowed her eyes. "Why do you want to do anything with me anyway?"

"Because you are a danger," explained the old man. At least he gave her answers. "We just don't know exactly what kind of danger you are yet."

"What ideas have you come up with so far?" Y/n thought it was best to be on good terms with the three men who had tied her up. The youngest of them now approached her. He had narrow eyes and a sly grin occasionally formed on his lips. He didn't seem trustworthy at all. Y/n wanted to back away. But that wasn't possible because of the shackles. "For one thing, we're concerned about your relationship with the curse Sukuna."

"If you know about that, then word must have gotten around quickly," y/n said thoughtfully. Y/n had thought Gojo would be more confidential with this information. Apparently that wasn't the case.

"That's right," the young man continued. "As well as the fact that you're particularly close to Saturo Gojo. That leads us to problem number two."

"Why is that a problem?", y/n was confused. Now the two older ones also came a little closer. "Then he probably didn't teach you much. At least not the important stuff. Let's introduce ourselves. The name is Zenin."

"Sorry, that doesn't ring a bell," y/n replied honestly. But she should have stayed silent or lied. Y/n squealed as the hand hit her on the cheek. The eldest had struck. "Do not lie. I have watched many of my children and grandchildren grow up. I know when you're lying."

"I'm not lying and I'm not a child anymore," y/n gasped. The slap had left a burning pain on her cheek. But in a strange way it felt liberating. It banished the thought of her dead parents and everything that has happened over the last months.

"So you're saying you hang out with the only real remaining member of the Gojo family. And he doesn't tell you about the other big families," the youngest said again. He sounded as if he wanted to say, y/n was trying to take the men for fools. So she shook her head. "He didn't. But don't hold back, just enlighten me."

"Father, I think she's giving you instructions," said the youngest. Y/n wanted to give him an angry look when the next slap hit her in the face. Shortly afterwards she felt warm blood wet her lips. Nevertheless, the old one gave her an answer. "Or family existed for over a thousand years. And we will be here for the next thousand years. You're white haired friend won't chance that by expanding his bloodline by using you."

"Sorry what?", confused, y/n looked at the gray haired. But before she could understand, he punched again. This time a fist hit her in the stomach. The punch was so strong that y/n almost felt sick. She had to bend over a little, but that was hardly possible because of the ropes. When her head went down in pain, she suddenly understood and started laughing.

"What's so funny about that?", the one with the gray strands wanted to know when y/n raised her head again. "What you're thinking is nonsense. I certainly have nothing to do with continuing Gojo's bloodline."

"Liar," another punch in the gut. "Your powers along with the connection to the curse Sukuna are a combination that the Gojo boy will definitely take advantage of. Why else would he bother himself with your existence?"

"Are you completely out of your minds? That's disgusting!" Before she had even finished speaking, she knew she was going to get hit again. And immediately afterwards the fist punched her. But then she had an idea. "You probably won't believe me anyway. So tell me. How can I convince you to untie me? I'm starting to have enough of this nonsense."

"Me too, let's just kill her so we can finally have lunch," said the youngest. Y/n's eyes widened in horror. But the one with gray hair shook his head. "You just have to choose the right family to give yourself too."

Now y/n laughed again. "That's enough, Grandpa. I won't give myself to any family at all."

For this statement she received three more punches in the stomach. "You'll think about it girl. Otherwise I'll let my son decide here. And then you'll die."

The eldest then looked at the two other men. "Oji, you stay here, keep the barrier up. Naoya, we're finally going to eat something, a drink wouldn't hurt either. Then we'll discuss what we'll do with the brat."

Y/n watched the two of them in disbelief as they disappeared into a bright hole that opened up in the blackness around her.

"A barrier? That means I don't see reality at all, it's like a curtain, right?" Y/n said to the man with the gray strands who was left behind. He looked at her disparagingly. "Didn't you learn anything at school?"

"Seems like it," y/n replied, furrowing her brows.

"Aren't you bored?" Y/n asked after a while. The man had just walked around her leisurely. "It's a pretty stupid job, isn't it? Taking care of me here while your buddies treat themselves.

"Stop annoying me," the man growled and kicked her in the left shin. Y/n yelped. But the man remained unimpressed. "You'd better think about whether you're going to accept my brother's deal... Although that's nonsense. We've kept the pure blood all these years. And now that the Gojo brat shows interest in you... "

"Pure blood?" Y/n raised a critical eyebrow. "That's disgusting."

"Be careful with how you talk to me," now the man kicked her other leg. Y/n winced as she lost her footing and only the restraints were holding her up. "But that's true. Your weird incest family is crazy. I'm not surprised you all are mentally disturbed."

"And I'm not surprised that the Gojo boy is teaching you. You're just as unbearably loud as he is," the man replied. Y/n snorted. "That's actually the worst thing I've heard today."

Juju Stroll
"Say that again," Yaga gasped. Mei Mei, on the other hand, spoke very calmly. "The Zenins, that's where y/n is."
"How do you know that?", Shoko asked, folding her arms over her chest. But Mei Mei waved her off. "My crows' eyes are everywhere."
"Anywhere there is money," replied Utahime, who was connected via video call.
But Yaga shook his head. "That's irrelevant now. I want y/n back here at school by tomorrow, alive. We'll leave immediately. And not a word to Saturo."