Somewhere in Spain.
After the call with Satoru, Keitaro felt like his friend had drained him of any patience he may have had left.
Why did his friend have to be such a big magnet for trouble, so much fucking work for nothing, welp at least now he had something to look forward to.
A student with copying ability had endless potential, and he would make sure to train them well.
As the line went dead, he leaned back in his chair, pinching the bridge of his nose. Akane nuzzled his cheek with a soft whimper, sensing his mild irritation.
"Don't worry, Akane. We're heading back soon," Keitaro murmured, gently scratching behind one of her ears. "Looks like I'll be dealing with more chaos than I expected."
With a flick of his wrist, Keitaro closed his notebook and began preparing for his trip back to Japan.
Shouldnt take long, looking at his phone, he found the closest flight back to Japan, made the purchase, gathered all of his stuff in a bag, and teleported close to the airport, using Akane illusion skill so that the people didn't even question why he appear out of thin air.
He had chosen to appear here as this was an area with no camera.
Back at Jujutsu High.
The new student, Yuta Okkotsu sat crossed-legged on the library flow, after having watched Rika getting double team, he felt a bit at ease, at least here Rika couldn't kill anyone, plus since Rika was recovering from the ass beating that Maki pilled up on her, she was quite docile the last 50 minutes.
He could now pour all of his focus into the book that his sensei Satoru had handed him, the book was titled.
"Foundations of Cursed Energy Reinforcement"
As he gazed at the Author's name. Something in his mind seems to click.
"Keitaro Namikaze"
"...Namikaze...Isn't that Maki Senpai's last name?" The boy mutters to himself, if he remembers correctly, Maki's name was.
Maki Namikaze or Namikaze Maki, yeah, whoever this Namikaze Keitaro was, he shared the same last name as Maki.
Were they perhaps related?
No time for that now, it was time to study.
As he opened the book, a hologram appeared, giving him step-by-step instructions on what to do. It was like a lecture, but actually fun and interesting.
Yuta found himself hooked on curse energy.
He didn't even realize it when the sun began setting, book after book, he was just amazed by this concept that was curse energy.
Though he was beginning to notice a pattern, all the books that were very interesting and fun to read, along with all the books that actually taught him stuff about curse energy instead of shoving a poem at him and telling him to interpret it, were under one name.
From curse energy master to black flash, to domain expansion, to barrier techniques, to even to Shikigami theory.....The name.
{Keitaro Namikaze}
Was all he saw, 20% of the books in this library were from this man.
And yet even if only 20% of the library books were under that pen name, all of his books looked used, as in a lot of people have used them, while the rest of the books were collecting dust.
"Who is this guy?" Yuta muttered to himself again.
Jujutsu High Training Grounds
Later that day, after a grueling training session, Yuta sat beside Maki, nursing his sore muscles. She was polishing her spear, her sharp eyes scanning for imperfections.
She was truly acting like she had not beaten his ass just a moment earlier, really out here scaring Rika.
"Miss Namikaze..." Yuta began hesitantly.
Maki paused, raising an eyebrow.
"What?"
"Do you know who Keitaro Namikaze is? You... uh... share the same last name."
Maki stopped analyzing her spear, she set it down before looking at Yuta and saying.
"And what of it?"
"I, hum, wanted to learn more about him?" Yuta asked weakly, he was acting quite docile toward Maki.
"Keitaro Namikaze? Yeah, I know him. He's my sensei—and my adoptive dad."
Yuta's eyes widened in surprise. Wait, he was her dad.
"Wait... what? He's your dad?"
Maki nodded her head, glancing at her glove, she clenched her fist tighter as if to make sure she could still feel the power flowing in her veins.
To be fair, changing her name from Zenin to Namikaze was completely her idea, since she had become stronger, the Zenin clan seemed to have been trying everything to get a link to her and thus get better stuff from Keitaro.
And just to piss them off, she decided to take up the last name of her father figure.
"He's the reason I'm still alive. When I was a kid, the Zen'in clan tried to write me off as worthless. Otousan found me, trained me, and gave me a purpose. Everything I am today, I owe to him."
Wait, was Maki softening? What kind of person was this Keitaro fella?
"By the way, tell anyone about what you saw today and I will be beating your ass" Maki threaten.
"Yes, ma'am" Was Yuta's immediate reply.
Later that day, Yuta went all over Jujutsu High, asking questions about this Keitaro guy.
"Inumaki-san, what kind of person is Keitaro-san?" Yuta asked as politely as one man could.
Inumaki pressed a button in his mask before opening his mouth and said.
"He allowed me to speak normally without cursing others, he is also my teacher...."
"Life was getting boring, the fever was barely racking up anymore and then he came, teaching me new ways to use my domain, gambling my life away, leaving it all up to lady luck, this truly was the high I was looking for..."
"Well, he helped principal Yaga technique away from the higher up and taught me how to better use the 3 souls inside of me...."
"Keitaro is....."
A/N...I wonder what kind of view Yuta has of Keitaro