Sato Zakura High School.
The barrier blocked the sunlight. The gymnasium was dark.
Junpei Yoshino was Yuji's first friend in the sorcery world. They liked the same weird movies. They had the same bad taste.
But now...
Yuji stood frozen, tears in his eyes.
The ugly, distorted Cursed Spirit clutching his leg was Junpei.
Transformed by Idle Transfiguration.
"Yuji..." Junpei's voice was garbled, full of confusion and sadness. "Why?"
Why was I bullied?
Why was my mother killed?
Why do good people die?
Junpei's hand went limp. The breath of life vanished.
"Hee, hahahaha!"
Harsh laughter echoed through the hallway.
"Is it that easy to die?"
Mahito—the patchwork Cursed Spirit—bent over, smiling at Yuji.
"My sculpting was a bit rough. He popped too fast."
Yuji looked up.
For the first time in his life, he didn't just want to win. He didn't just want to save someone.
He wanted to kill.
"RAHHH!"
BOOM!
Yuji's fist, heavy with Cursed Energy and rage, smashed into Mahito's smiling face.
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Jujutsu High.
The sky was clear. Cicadas chirped.
Nobara and Megumi stood by the machines, holding drinks. The atmosphere was heavy.
"Megumi," Nobara whispered. "About White Zetsu... does he really..."
"Don't ask," Megumi interrupted. "I don't know."
Their expressions darkened.
Gojo Satoru had called them. He gave them a secret order: Monitor White Zetsu. He might be connected to the enemy.
If not for that order, they wouldn't doubt him.
Zetsu was annoying, arrogant, and weird. But he had saved Nobara. He was training Megumi.
Suspecting their savior felt like betrayal.
"After this is over," Nobara crushed her soda can. "Let's apologize to him."
"Yeah," Megumi nodded. "I believe in him. The blindfolded bastard is just paranoid."
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The Training Grounds.
"Hey, Niece!"
White Zetsu sat on top of a tree, looking into the distance with binoculars (made of his hands).
"I see your sister!" Zetsu shouted down to Maki. "And she's with a Burly Man!"
"Let's go look!" Zetsu jumped down, his face full of gossip. "Is that her boyfriend?"
Maki frowned, gripping her staff. "The Burly Man... must be Aoi Todo."
"This is bad," Panda sighed. "A meeting of the top brass... but the two biggest troublemakers are here."
"Salmon," Inumaki agreed.
Maki walked faster. "If Todo is here... he's going to harass my errand boy (Megumi)."
...
"Fushiguro Megumi... right?"
Aoi Todo stood shirtless. His muscles were like rocks. A scar ran down his face.
He looked at Megumi with cold, judging eyes.
"Let me see if you're qualified to replace Yuta Okkotsu!"
WHOOSH.
Todo moved faster than a heavy tank should.
His fist, the size of a casserole pot, aimed for Megumi's head.
"Toad!"
Megumi summoned his Shikigami to block.
SMASH!
Todo tore through the Toad. He grabbed Megumi's waist like a pair of iron pliers.
"Show me some spirit, Fushiguro!"
SLAM!
Todo suplexed Megumi into the concrete.
Gravel flew. Megumi coughed up blood.
"Is that all?" Todo looked down, disappointed. "Boring."
"You ask me what kind of woman I like... then you attack?" Megumi wiped the blood from his mouth. Anger rose in his eyes.
"Since you want to play... fine!"
Megumi formed a hand seal.
BANG!
A pink beam of Cursed Energy shot from the treeline.
It trailed a long flame, crossing a hundred meters in a blink.
Todo reacted instantly. He crossed his arms, reinforcing them with Cursed Energy.
BOOM!
Smoke exploded. Todo skidded back, his arms smoking.
"Disrespectful!"
A voice echoed.
"Beating up Master Zetsu's disciple? You got a death wish, Baboon?"
White Zetsu walked out of the smoke, holding his Pink Revolver.
"Senior Zetsu!" Megumi gasped.
Todo shook his arms. "Not bad. A Cursed Spirit?"
He looked at Zetsu.
"I don't care about your background. Before we fight, I have one question."
Todo leaned forward, his eyes intense.
"Cursed Spirit. What kind of woman... or curse... do you like?"
Zetsu blinked. He put a hand on his hip, tapping the revolver against his chin.
My type?
He thought about his "Mother" (Kaguya). He thought about his true form.
"First of all," Zetsu said seriously. "She needs to be 1,000 meters tall."
Todo froze. "Hah?"
"And she needs Ten Tails," Zetsu continued, gesturing widely. "And a single red eye in the center of her forehead!"
"Oh! And her legs should be short and stubby compared to her body!"
Megumi stared at Zetsu.
1,000 meters? Ten tails? Short legs? What kind of monster is that?
Todo stared at the ground. He began to cry.
"Wrong..." Todo whispered.
Then, he erupted.
"WRONG!!!"
Todo ripped his shirt off completely. His aura exploded.
"It's indeed a Cursed Spirit's taste! Completely alien to human aesthetics!"
"But!" Todo roared.
"You like Short Legs?! That is BORING!"
BOOM!
The ground shattered. Todo launched himself at Zetsu.
"I HATE SHORT LEGS!"
Megumi watched in horror.
The focus is on the legs?!
This guy... is sick in the head!
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