The first Student

New but not New

"You're motivated for training?", Yaga asked when he called her into his office the next morning. So she nodded. "Very much. Good, everything's good."

"Even with Gojo as a teacher?", Yaga now wanted to know and they sat down at his desk. Y/n nodded again. "Sure. Why shouldn't that be okay?"

Yaga hesitated briefly before continuing. "Because your trip to France didn't end well."

"That's right," y/n replied. She sighed. But then she shook her head. "I already told Gojo. Since my father died, I've been feeling strange. Not sad. I feel inappropriately good. Maybe that's how Gojo feels all the time, maybe that's why he's always so arrogant."

Yaga raised his eyebrows critically. "Hm. Can you describe to me what you feel?"

Y/n's mouth twisted thoughtfully. "Full. Fulfilled. Correct. Nothing bad in any case. And it doesn't feel extraordinary either. I don't feel overly strong. Just good."

"Doesn't sound worrying," Yaga seemed satisfied. Y/n tilted her head and looked at him. "You mean because of this curse? Sukuna?"

Yaga nodded. "We can't yet assess how this cursed object being inside your mother has affected you. Maybe it has no effect at all. That would of course be the ideal case."

Y/n nodded understandingly. "I hope so. I don't want to have anything in common with a curse either."

"Of course," Yaga replied. Then he led her to the door of his office. "But if you notice something, if anything feels strange, you let me know."

"Sure. I'll do," y/n promised and Yaga looked satisfied. "Good. Then you can continue your training as normal now. Come on. I also have to take care of the first years."

When y/n came to the training ground, Takuma was already sweating. Gojo stood at the side with his arms crossed, shouting instructions to the boy.

"What kind of teacher are you? Show your student how it's done instead of just shouting orders," y/n said as she walked up to him. Gojo continued to look at Takuma as he answered her. "And you're late, as usual. Come on, move. Then the poor boy can finally practice properly."

Y/n rolled her eyes but did as he asked. But when she approached Takuma, he shook his head and raised his hands defensively. "Gojo! You can't just let her practice on me like that! Who knows what erasing this blockage triggered."

Gojo briefly looked at his two students with his head tilted to one side. Then he nodded and walked towards her.

"What's are you doing?", y/n wanted to know as Gojo pushed Takuma aside. "The little one is right. For his safety, you'll practice with me first."

Y/n shrugged indifferently. "Okay, why not."

Then she squared her shoulders and went into attack position. But Gojo was still stronger than her. At some point he started to annoy her. More instinctively, she reached out to him but didn't touch him. Nevertheless, she felt some of his cursed energy transferring into her. At least she knew what it felt like inside her, so she knew it was his cursed energy. She let the energy travel to her chest. There she compressed the force before releasing it again. It didn't have much of an effect, but Gojo stumbled back a small step.

"Wow," Takuma, who had been watching everything, whispered. Y/n herself also had her mouth open. The only one who wasn't surprised was Gojo. On the contrary. He seemed satisfied. When he approached y/n, he even clapped his hands. "I think your father's death is justified."

He shouldn't have said that. Y/n understood what Gojo was implying. This was a whole new kind of power that had been ignited within her. An incredible strength. But nothing in this world justified the death of her father, nor her mother.

"Take that back!" Y/n shouted. She had no control over it at all. Gojo's statement had made her incredibly angry within seconds. He was hardly impressed by her shouting. "You know what I meant."

"I don't care, never say anything like that again," she snapped at him. Gojo raised his hands to her soothingly. "It's okay. Calm down."

Now Takuma intervened. "But Gojo is right. With this strong cursed energy and the further development of your cursed technique, you can achieve a lot. I mean, yes, your parents died... But now you can probably save more people from death."

Now y/n hissed at her classmate instead of Gojo. "Assuming it stays that way. Assuming Sukuna's part in my mother had no effect on me. Otherwise..."

"Even if. I think you can overcome that part," Gojo said again. Y/n gave him a threatening look. "I hope you're right about that. Otherwise I maybe won't only make you stumble."

"Are you threatening me?", he asked challengingly. Y/n shrugged. "We'll see about that."

Juju Stroll
„So you can still take away someone's cursed energy, channel it and throw it back at them", Shoko summarized. Y/n nodded. „That and more. I mean I could keep the cursed energy, release it later, maybe release it never."
„How much cursed energy you think you could store?", Shoko seemed somehow excited.
„I honestly don't know. This is new to me and everyone else", y/n replied. Now Shoko laughed a little. „Be careful. Maybe if it's too much you'll just explode."
Y/n rolled her eyes sarcastically. „Yea, very funny."