Meeting Yuji

Has Itadori Yuji joined Jujutsu High School?

Has Ryōmen Sukuna made a deal with Itadori?

Has the kenjaku taken over geto's body?

These are questions that can only be answered with time. But right now, Majin's biggest concern is finding Kenjaku.

When Majin was working as kenjaku's assistant, he signed a contract with him. Kenjaku is unaware of Majin's current situation. If Kenjaku discovers that Majin is actually Zenin majin from 150 years ago, things might get a little trouble some.

Majin had planned to get revenge on Kenjaku. This genetic modification scheme that recklessly mixed other elements seemed like a blatant disregard for his life. If it weren't for a twist of fate, he might not have survived.

But not that He's still alive, and now it's time to settle scores with Kenjaku. 150 years ago, Kenjaku tricked and killed him. After being revived, why shouldn't he repay Kenjaku?

"There's no need for the name Zenin Majin. He's just an illegitimate son of the Zenin family from 150 years ago. Kenjaku is familiar with that name, so I'll use my own name."

Majin sat on the edge of the cliff, the cool night breeze brushing against him as he munched on a sandwich. He looked up at the moonlight and spoke to Li Zi, who was keeping watch nearby.

"Li Zi, from now on, call me Ryujin. It's my original name."

Li Zi responded with a raspy hiss. "Ryu.....Ryujin..."

Hearing Li Zi call him Ryujin, Majin couldn't help but smile. For her, no matter what name he went by, he'd always be her child.

Being looked after like a child by a special-grade Cursed Spirit was, well, a unique feeling.

After resting for a whole day in the dilapidated temple, Ryujin woke up to find it was already nightfall on the second day.

"Huh, how long have I been out? It's still dark?"

Ryujin rubbed his stomach, which rumbled in protest, and frowned slightly. After hearing from Li Zi that he'd slept the whole day away, he felt a pang of frustration.

"I have not adjusted to this new body yet... But Sleeping so much feels like a waste of time," he muttered, stretching his limbs and giving Li Zi a playful pat.

"Alright, let's get moving. We need to find something to eat. I wanted to explore this era during the day, but it looks like we'll have to wait till tomorrow."

Li Zi, floating beside him, gave a silent nod and followed along.

…

As Ryujin held the food Li Zi had gotten for him—at zero yen, as usual—Li Zi suddenly turned her head, sensing a familiar aura.

"Huh? So, someone with an aura similar to mine was here yesterday?" Ryujin's eyebrows raised, his mind racing with possibilities.

In this era, aside from Gojo Satoru with his Six Eyes, and Kamo Noritoshi with his red blood art, the only other possible match could be Itadori Yuji, a character known for attracting attention.

If it wasn't the Jujutsu division who had disturbed the area, then it likely was Itadori Yuji.

Ryujin considered the timing: if Itadori was indeed present in the middle of the night, it might align with the unsealing of Sukuna's finger—an uncanny coincidence, given that he had just awoken.

"Li Zi, can you track that person? Let's go see what's happening."

With a carton of milk in one hand and a sandwich in the other, Ryujin followed Li Zi as she floated ahead. If his guess was correct and Itadori Yuji was in the mix, Ryujin felt a thrill of anticipation.

The possibility of encountering Kenjaku or discovering something crucial was too enticing to ignore.

…

Meanwhile, Fushiguro Megumi and Itadori Yuji sprinted through the darkened streets.

"Can the talisman on the Cursed Object be torn off?" Itadori panted as he ran, his breath steady despite the exertion.

"No, it can't. People without curse energy generally can't remove them," Fushiguro replied, keeping pace beside him.

Itadori let out a relieved sigh, comforted by the thought that most people wouldn't be able to break through the talismans.

"Turn to right, there's a shortcut!" Itadori directed, veering sharply. Fushiguro followed suit, seamlessly adjusting to the change in direction.

Not far behind Fushiguro Megumi and Itadori Yuji, a young man clad in an old blue kimono followed at a leisurely pace. Despite his relaxed stride, the distance between him and the two in front never seemed to grow.

Fushiguro Megumi continued as he followed Itadori Yuji, his voice steady but tinged with concern. "But this Cursed Object is exceptionally powerful, and the seal has deepened over time, almost like layers of paper."

Itadori Yuji, running alongside him, looked both troubled and intrigued. "It's amazing to hear you talk about curses like this! Look, we're here."

They reached the school wall quickly, but the moment they stopped, a dense, purple mist began to seep out from the fourth floor of the building.

"What's this pressure?" Itadori's eyes widened, his gaze fixed on the teaching building, which now exuded an eerie aura under the moonlight, starkly different from its daytime appearance.

Fushiguro Megumi's face grew serious, his brows furrowing as he assessed the situation. "Stay here!" he ordered, climbing over the iron gate with a determined expression.

Itadori Yuji stepped forward, his voice firm. "I'm going too. It's dangerous, right? Even though I've only known my seniors for a short time, they're my friends. I can't just stand by."

Fushiguro Megumi turned his back to Itadori, a flicker of reluctance crossing his face. "Stay here!" he repeated, his tone brooking no argument. He then leaped into the school grounds and sprinted toward the fourth floor.

…

"Well, this is exactly how it begins!" Ryujin stretched, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.

Just as he had predicted, tonight marked the unsealing of Ryōmen Sukuna's fingers and the kickoff of the Jujutsu Kaisen storyline.

"I wonder if kenjaku is watching from within the school? His dear child is about to become Sukuna's vessel. Surely, such a rare event wouldn't be missed by him?"

Ryujin muttered to himself, intrigued by the unfolding events.

"Huh? Li Zi, you're going to check around for any traces of the rope?" Ryujin asked, raising an eyebrow at the floating spirit.

"Okay, you handle things here," Li Zi responded, and with that, she vanished into the shadows.

Ryujin strolled over to Itadori Yuji, holding his milk and sandwich casually. "So, I'm just supposed to wait here and see the live action of episode one, huh?" he mused aloud, observing the chaos with a mix of curiosity and anticipation.

"What am I afraid of?"

Itadori Yuji's voice wavered as he muttered to himself, his hands trembling. "Seniors will die! Yes, there's a palpable sense of death around. I'm afraid of it too."

He paused, the words seeming to hang in the air. "But Will this stop me? Nah I Will Go"

Yuji's eyes were distant, reflecting the internal struggle that raged within him. "I cried, not because I was scared, but because I felt a little lonely—Grandpa's death, and the deaths I've witnessed."

His hands clenched into fists, shaking with the weight of his emotions. "What's the difference?"

Watching from a distance, Ryujin observed Itadori's inner turmoil with a mix of detached interest and curiosity. This was a pivotal moment for Itadori Yuji—his confrontation with fear and the beginning of his self-realization.

"You're strong. Go and save others," Ryujin murmured, echoing the words Itadori's grandfather had imparted to him.

Just then, Ryujin's voice cut through the tension. "Hey, little brother, you look a bit lost! Why are you standing here like this? Did you forget something in the school?"

The sound of Ryujin's voice seemed to pull Itadori Yuji out of his introspective haze. He turned his head, his gaze landing on Ryujin, who was clad in an ancient kimono, the attire and sunglasses setting him apart from anyone Yuji had seen.

"This is very dangerous! You should leave quickly," Itadori Yuji said, his voice urgent. "I'm strong, and I need to save others..."

Yuji's eyes were focused on Ryujin, taking in his strange attire and the oddity of his presence in the middle of the night. But his concern for his seniors overpowered any curiosity he might have had.

Without waiting for a response, Itadori Yuji leaped over the iron gate, his determination clear as he disappeared into the school, ready to face whatever lay ahead.