The morning air was crisp, filled with the faint smell of pine from the mountains surrounding Jujutsu Kaisen's school.
Class 1-A and our… eclectic group of League of Villains had somehow been transported back through my portal to Jujutsu High. The grounds were calm, a stark contrast to the chaos of yesterday's battle.
Yuji and I walked side by side, everyone else trailing behind. Denki kept accidentally zapping the stone path with little sparks, making Kirishima jump each time. Bakugo scowled at him, muttering, "Are you gonna destroy the place before we even start?"
I glanced over at the Jujutsu High students. Yuji looked… uneasy. His fists clenched lightly, and I noticed something strange about his expression—like something inside him was stirring.
"Yuji," I said cautiously. "You okay?"
He froze. Then, in a deep, menacing voice that wasn't his own:
"Well… well, well… we meet again."
I stopped dead in my tracks. My eyes went wide. Sukuna.
Yuji's body tensed. His smile was gone. His aura shifted instantly.
"…Not now…" Yuji muttered under his breath.
The voice, however, laughed—deep, cruel, and unmistakably Sukuna's.
"You seem to have brought quite the circus here. Heroes… villains… and now, little me?"
I swallowed hard. I'd heard about Sukuna, of course. The legendary King of Curses, trapped in Yuji's body, now speaking directly to me.
"…Relax," I said, trying to keep my tone light. "We're just visiting. No one's looking to fight you."
Sukuna chuckled, a sound that made the hairs on my arms stand up.
"Visiting? Hmm… very well, mortal. But remember this—I see everything. Every heartbeat. Every thought. Every quirk you hide…"
I shivered.
Behind me, the other students of Class 1-A glanced nervously at Yuji. Mina whispered to Kirishima:
"…That's terrifying."
Kirishima nodded. "BRO… yeah, no kidding."
Even Bakugo's usual scowl looked forced.
Yuji took a deep breath, his body relaxing slightly. "Don't worry, Ren. He's… he's not gonna do anything… for now."
I gave a short nod. "For now, huh?"
Suddenly, Gojo appeared from a tree, lounging as casually as ever, his blindfold hiding his eyes. "Ah, the new recruits. Nice to see you survived yesterday's… cross-universe chaos. And you brought guests, I see."
I glanced at the League members, who looked very out of place in this serene Japanese school courtyard. Shigaraki muttered something under his breath about the "weirdest field trip ever," while Kurogiri adjusted his tie and simply nodded.
Gojo's attention then shifted to Yuji. "Oh, and hello, King of Curses. Been a while."
Sukuna's grin widened. "Indeed. Been far too long."
I peeked at Yuji. He winced slightly. Somehow, the King of Curses was enjoying this too much.
I knew immediately—this was going to be a long visit.
But for now… the sun was rising over Jujutsu High, the wind was calm, and for just a moment, all of us—heroes, villains, and sorcerers alike—took a breath before the storm.
Because with Sukuna awake in Yuji's body… things were about to get very interesting.
I looked at my group. "Alright… let's get through today without breaking anything… hopefully."
Bakugo grunted. "Good luck with that."
And with that, our cross-universe adventure at Jujutsu High officially began.