Meeting the higher ups

Jujutsu High, Tokyo...3 days later....

A pink haired boy in a customized Jujutsu uniform with a red hoodie sat in a class of 3 with a bored expression on his face, looking through the window on his left and gazing at the clouds.

"Ouch!" Suddenly, a piece of chalk smacked into his forehead which caused him to rub his forehead in pain. "Itadori, why don't you tell me the history of the three great clans of the Jujutsu world." His teacher, a blonde man in a blue shirt and a green spotted tie with goggles on his eyes spoke in a pseudo annoyed voice.

"Nanami-sensei, uuhhh...I don't know" The pink haired boy said after scratching his head. A boy beside him with spiky black haired let out a small yet deep sigh, while the teacher himself took of his goggles and rubbed his temples in annoyance.

"Look here, I don't like this anymore than you do. If I had my own way, I'll be rich with billions on a yatch in Monaco enjoying the calm breeze and sipping wine....." The teacher said with a bit of nostalgia.

"I hate this world even more than you do, so you better pay attention else I'm sending you to the Vice Principal's office." He continued with a threatening expression which caused the boy to sit up immediately.

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"Sigh." Two beautiful ladies in lab coats sat in a lounge enjoying coffee during their work break. One of the ladies who was blonde haired let out a sigh and continued sipping her coffee.

"Ieiri, you're almost 27, aren't you going to find a man and settle down with him?" The blonde haired beautiful woman asked her companion who was also extremely beautiful with dark brown hair.

"It's not my fault Yuki. I don't think anyone likes me. It's as if I'm repelling all the men away from myself." Ieiri spat out with a pout and a frown.

"I don't think so Ieiri. I've seen the way Nanami looks at you, even though he tries his possible best not to reveal any emotions, I can still sense it. My intuition is sharp you know." Yuki teased as Ieiri blushed.

"I...I don't know. I mean he's handsome and all, but I don't know if he really likes me, and I don't want to be rejected, I don't think I can handle it." Ieiri sighed and said.

"Don't worry Ieiri, just be bold and get close to him. You should learn from me, like how I did with Madara." Yuki winked and said.

"I'll try, anyway, how are things with you, Madara and Mei?" Ieiri smiled and asked.

"Although Mei and I aren't the best of friends, we always put our differences aside when it comes to him." She said and took a sip of her coffee.

"Also the sex with him is just mind blowing. We just can't get enough." Yuki said, and instantly Ieiri spat out her drink with a cough, before she wiped her mouth awkwardly.

"He is amazing in bed, Ieiri. He thoroughly tamed and satisfies both of us in multiple rounds, even to the point of rendering us unconscious." Yuki seemed not to mind Ieiri's awkwardness and continued.

"I see, I didn't know he was so strong to the point of overwhelming both of you." Ieiri said with a cough as Yuki smiled. "You have no idea Ieiri."

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Within a dimly lit room, several figures sat behind archaic Japanese dojo paper walls, while a figure with long blonde hair tied in a ponytail in a brown long necked leather jacket with a black inner shirt and grey jeans stood with his hands in the pockets of his jackets.

His dark leather shoes were slightly dusty, and his expression was bored from listening to the rants of the figures behind the walls.

"Madara! That boy's existence puts the future of Jujutsu sorcery in jeopardy!" "You need to execute him!" "He cannot become a sorcerer!" The figures spoke with loud and commanding tones, as the handsome young man in the middle picked his ears with an annoyed expression.

"Itadori Yuuji is under my protection, just like Satoru took Okkotsu Yuuta under his." Madara said, as silence reigned for a few seconds. "We understand that you don't want to kill the boy Madara, but think about an entire world of Jujutsu Sorcerers!" "The being within his body is much more terrifying than Orimoto Rika and if he is to take control of the boy's body, it could potentially bring an end to everything we know" Another voice added.

"Think about your students, your parents!" Another voice spoke, and instantly, an immense yet pure cursed energy rippled out, as the figures shut their mouths instantly.

"Don't bring my parents into this. This discussion is over, goodbye." Madara spoke and walked away.

"Also don't worry about Ryoumen Sukuna. If he tries to attack, he'll have to answer to me." Madara stopped for a moment and said without turning around and resumed walking.

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"Oi, Madara, you're back!" Madara entered his office with a sigh, only to see Satoru reclined on his seat eating a bunch of his favorite snacks with glee.

"You're going to soil my papers dammit!" Madara roared and chased Satoru off before wiping the table with a small tissue and taking a seat. "Aren't you supposed to have a class? What brings you here?" Madara immediately got to work, and began examining a couple of papers on his desk while asking.

"Nothing much, I'm on a break and decided to visit my pal, what's wrong with that?" Satoru said and relaxed in Madara's couch which was near the door.

"Anyway, I heard you had a meeting with the higher ups. How did it go?" Satoru turned his head and looked at Madara.

"They're just a bunch of noisy old coots." Madara sighed and said. "Let me guess, they told you to execute Yuuji Itadori?" Satoru said after a bit of guessing.

Madara only nodded in confirmation. "Sigh, these annoying old coots. They'll probably try to send him on a suicide mission or try to hire some assassin to kill him out of fear and the need to control." Satoru added as Madara shook his head.

"Oi Madara, should I...kill all the higher ups?" His face instantly turned serious, with his fists tightly clenched.

"As much as I like the sound of that, it will only lead to turmoil within the Jujutsu world. And besides if you kill them, are you planning on taking their place? Obviously no..." Madara shook his head again and said.

"You're right....I was a bit brash..." Satoru nodded and rested his head in the couch. "You know, my dream is to create a Jujutsu world, free of corruption, spite and completely clean, spearheaded by talented sorcerers like us." Satoru sighed and said.

Madara stood up, walked to the fridge and pulled out a soda, opened it and took a sip. "Your dream is beautiful Satoru. But in spite of its beauty, it is idealistic and unrealistic." Madara said, as Satoru frowned and paid attention. If someone else had tried to lecture him on his dream and view he wouldn't have spared a second glance, however this was the person whom he considered to be even better than himself, the one who shared the title of the strongest with him currently.

"Evil has always existed before the dawn of time, but although it is a universal concept, it can't exist on its own. It is one side of a coin." Madara said after taking a sip. "You mean like Yin and Yang?" Satoru's asked after a bit of thought. "Yin and Yang, Good And Evil, Life and Death, Space and Time, Creation and Destruction, all these paired concepts are two sides of a coin, and cannot exist without the other." Madara added.

Satoru sat up and placed his hand on his chin, pondering over Madara's words. "I don't seem to get you." He said after a few seconds.

"The point I'm trying to make is, instead of uprooting evil which is impossible, why not find the good and strengthen goodness so that it overpowers and overwhelms evil.." Madara added, as he nodded subtly.

"Instead of killing all the evil higher ups, why not find talented sorcerers with good characters and train them to overwhelm and override evil should the need be." Madara went back to his seat, leaving Satoru to ponder over his words..

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"On a small beach, several figures were relaxed on chairs enjoying the cool breeze that seemed to contrast to heat of the sun. "Oi Kenjaku, between Uchiro Madara and Gojo Satoru, who is the strongest?!" Jogo asked Kenjaku who was completely relaxed on a long chair.

"Why do you ask Jogo?" Kenjaku asked and lowered his glasses. "Just tell me." Jogo demanded. "Fine." Kenjaku sighed and sat up. "From what I've observed, Uchiro Madara should be superior in terms of physical strength, purity and potency of cursed energy, and his Time technique should have a wider range of attack, and Gojo Satoru should be superior in terms of cursed energy manipulation due to his six eyes, overall speed and pure attack power." Kenjaku answered after a bit of thought.

"In terms of pure combat technique, reflex and reaction speed and durability, they should both be the on the same level.." He said after another few moments of thought. "But this is just my assumption from a few years ago. I don't know how strong they are now." Kenjaku added and relaxed.

"Humph!" Jogo grunted coldly and walked away with a smug smile. "Don't do it Jogo, you'll die." A few meters away, Kenjaku's voice rang in his ears which made him stop in his tracks for a few seconds before continuing nevertheless.

A/N: Sorry for the late updates.