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𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗦𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗼𝗿
Days passed, but the phenomenon remained a mystery, casting a lingering unease over Tokyo and especially Tokyo Jujutsu High. Despite the efforts of the school's faculty and students, no one could decipher the cause or purpose of the strange occurrences. The air was thick with tension, as if the city itself was holding its breath, waiting for something to happen.
In a classroom at Tokyo Jujutsu High, Gojo Satoru stood at the front, addressing his students-Nobara Kugisaki, Megumi Fushiguro, and Yuji Itadori. Gojo's usual carefree demeanor was on full display, but the topic at hand was anything but light.
"So, today we're diving into the intricacies of cursed energy and how it flows during combat," Gojo began, lazily leaning against his desk. "But before that, who can tell me the real reason why curses exist?"
Nobara, leaning back in her chair with her arms crossed, smirked. "Isn't it because people have negative emotions? Like, curses are born from all that bad energy."
Gojo nodded approvingly. "Bingo! Humans are like walking, talking generators of cursed energy. Every bad thought, every negative emotion fuels the creation of curses."
Yuji, sitting forward with a serious expression, couldn't help but steer the conversation towards the phenomenon that had been plaguing their minds. "Do you think that weird phenomenon could be related to someone manipulating cursed energy?"
Gojo's eyes twinkled behind his blindfold, as if he knew more than he was letting on. "That's one possibility. But we're dealing with something far more complex than just a curse gone wild. There's an intelligence behind it-someone or something powerful."
Megumi, ever the practical thinker, asked, "So, what's our plan, Gojo-sensei? Are we just going to wait for it to make a move?"
Gojo grinned, clearly enjoying the suspense. "Patience, Megumi. The best way to deal with a mystery is to let it unravel itself."
Nobara groaned, "You're not going to tell us anything, are you?"
Before Gojo could respond to Yuji's questions, a familiar ringtone echoed through the classroom. Yuji glanced at his phone, and his eyes widened in shock. "It's Nanami! He's in trouble!"
Yuji quickly turned to Gojo, who gave him a serious nod. "Go, Yuji. We'll catch up later."
Without wasting another moment, Yuji bolted from the classroom, heading straight for Nanami's location.
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𝗔 𝗙𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗦𝘂𝗿𝘃𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹
The scene shifted to an alleyway where Nanami Kento was in the fight of his life against Mahito. Despite his best efforts, Nanami was pushed to the brink, his strength waning as Mahito's sinister grin widened.
"You're strong, Nanami," Mahito taunted, his voice dripping with malice. "But in the end, all humans break."
Nanami, bloodied and exhausted, tightened his grip on his weapon, preparing for what seemed like his final stand. But just as Mahito lunged in for the kill, a strange red circle materialized between them, pulsing with an otherworldly glow.
Mahito halted, his twisted smile faltering as the circle expanded, releasing a cloud of smoke. From within the smoke, a figure emerged-a mysterious person dressed in a black, flowing dress with tall boots that clacked ominously against the pavement. The figure's face was hidden beneath a wide-brimmed hat, casting a deep shadow over their features. A red circle, similar in appearance to the blue one, floated beside them, emanating an aura of quiet power.
Mahito's eyes narrowed, clearly unamused. "And who might you be?"
The mysterious person chuckled, their voice playful yet unnervingly confident. "Oh, just someone who finds you... interesting. It'd be boring to kill you right away. How about I let you live? Maybe it'll be more fun in the future."
Mahito, bristling with irritation, sneered. "You dare mock me?"
Instead of responding, the mysterious person flicked their wrist, sending the red circle hurtling toward Mahito. The impact sent him skidding back, a growl of frustration escaping his lips. The fight that followed was swift and brutal, but it was clear that the mysterious person wasn't taking it seriously, dodging Mahito's attacks with almost mocking ease.
Eventually, Mahito realized the futility of the situation. "Tch. This isn't over," he spat before retreating into the shadows.
As the smoke cleared, the mysterious person turned to face Nanami and Yuji, who had just arrived on the scene. The blue circle floated towards them, its soft glow enveloping their injuries, healing them instantly.
Yuji stared in awe, both at the power of this stranger and the way they had effortlessly driven Mahito away. "Who... who are you?" he managed to ask.
But before he could get an answer, the mysterious person tipped their hat, a smirk playing on their lips. "See ya~" they said, their tone teasing yet final. And just like that, they disappeared into the night, leaving Yuji and Nanami in stunned silence.
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𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗵
Back at Tokyo Jujutsu High, Yuji wasted no time recounting the entire event to Gojo Satoru, who listened with an unusual intensity.
"So, this mysterious person... what did they look like?" Gojo asked, leaning forward.
Yuji thought back to the encounter, his brow furrowed in concentration. "I'm not sure... they were wearing a black dress, knee-high boots, and a big hat that covered their face. But I'm pretty sure it was a girl, based on her voice and figure."
Megumi and Nobara, who had joined the conversation, exchanged curious glances.
"A mysterious girl who can go toe-to-toe with Mahito?" Nobara mused. "Now that's someone I'd like to meet."
Megumi, ever the skeptic, added, "It could be someone we don't know about, or maybe even a sorcerer from another region. But it's strange that she saved Nanami and then just... disappeared."
Gojo grinned, his mind clearly working through the possibilities. "Well, whoever she is, she's strong and has a flair for the dramatic. I think we've got ourselves a new player in this game."
Yuji couldn't help but agree, still feeling the rush from the encounter. "I just wish I knew who she was... and why she helped us."
Gojo clapped a hand on Yuji's shoulder, his usual playful demeanor returning. "Don't worry, Yuji. If she shows up again, I'm sure you'll get your answers. Until then, we'll keep our eyes peeled."
As the group pondered the identity of their mysterious savior, the sense of unease that had settled over Tokyo Jujutsu High only deepened. They knew that the phenomenon was far from over-and that whoever was behind it, friend or foe, was just getting started.
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𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓! ଘ(੭ ᐛ )♡
