Yuji Is Nearly Grade 1 In About 2 Months.

As usual, my GOAT flies through the ranks.

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In a dimly lit room filled with the soft clinking of game pieces and the faint aroma of incense, Choso, Geto, and Mahito were engaged in a tense board game. The atmosphere was a mix of casual amusement and underlying tension, a reflection of the complex dynamics among the three.

Suddenly, Choso's expression shifted from concentration to alarm. He looked up from the board game, his gaze distant as he tried to sense the presence of his younger brothers, Eso and Kechizu. "Something's wrong," he said, his voice tinged with concern. "I can't feel them anymore."

Mahito, who was reveling in his latest victory, glanced up, his mood darkening. "What do you mean you can't feel them? They're not dead, are they?"

Choso's face was a mask of worry. "I don't know if they're dead. If they're not out of Japan, then something has happened."

Frustrated, Choso slammed his fist on the table, scattering the game pieces and breaking the board in a fit of rage. The sudden outburst shocked Mahito, who stared at him with wide eyes.

Mahito's eyes narrowed, his excitement dimmed by the interruption. "Aww, c'mon Choso. You're messing up our game!"

Geto, who had been quietly observing, immediately took action. He pulled out his phone and began scrolling through recent news and updates, trying to piece together what had happened. His brow furrowed as he read the information.

After a tense moment, Geto looked up, his expression grim. "I've got news. Eso and Kechizu were killed by Jujutsu High first-years—Yuji Itadori and Nobara Kugisaki."

Mahito's eyes lit up with a twisted excitement. "Yuji Itadori, huh? I can't wait to get my hands on him again. It'll be fun since someone broke my game..."

Choso's expression darkened with resolve. "No. I want to kill Yuji Itadori myself. He's the one who took my brothers from me."

"Nope, you're boring~ Bet you'll just stab him like 5 times..."

"No, I'll watch as he melts from poison."

"Poison? How basic, what about acid?"

"What the? It's the same thing!

The tension in the room escalated as Mahito and Choso began to argue heatedly about who would have the pleasure of killing Yuji. Their voices grew louder, each one trying to assert their claim over their shared enemy.

Geto, irritated by their bickering and recognizing the need for a decisive plan, stepped in with a calm tone. "Enough. We don't have time for this. Whoever sees Yuji Itadori first gets the kill. No more arguing." Mahito and Choso glared at each other but reluctantly nodded in agreement. 

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Yuji and Nobara returned to the bridge with bated breath, their eyes scanning the area for Megumi. When they found him lying on the ground, seemingly unconscious, their worry was palpable. The tension broke when Megumi suddenly stirred, groggy but grateful.

"You're awake!" Yuji exclaimed, rushing to Megumi's side. "We were so worried!"

Megumi blinked groggily and gave a weak smile. "I'm... I'm glad you two are okay."

Nobara, her concern giving way to frustration, scowled at him. "You scared us half to death! What were you thinking?"

Yuji's eyes then landed on the Sukuna Finger lying next to Megumi. "We need to seal this finger right away," he said, reaching for it.

Nobara, realizing the gravity of the situation, nodded. "I'll call Akari to get us some help."

Yuji, still considering their options, suggested, "Maybe I should just eat the finger."

Nobara looked at him with disbelief. "Are you serious? You're already pushing it with the fingers you've eaten."

Megumi, though exhausted, added, "We're not sure how many fingers Yuji can safely consume. It's risky."

Seeing the urgency, Megumi handed the finger to Yuji. "You're the least worn out of us. It's your call."

Without hesitation, Yuji took the finger and felt a familiar, unsettling presence as Sukuna's power stirred. Suddenly, a grotesque mouth appeared on Yuji's palm, devouring the finger with a disturbingly satisfying crunch.

Yuji's face twisted in a mix of relief and dread. As he felt the surge of cursed energy, he realized something troubling: "Even though it's helping him, Sukuna's not going to lift a finger to help us find the rest of his power. He's only interested in his own goals."

As if on cue, Akari Nitta's voice echoed from above, cutting through their thoughts. "Hey! Is everyone down there okay?"

The group's faces lit up with relief. "Akari!" Yuji shouted back, his voice filled with gratitude. "We're down here!"

Moments later, Akari descended the bridge, her face a mix of concern and relief. "I've been looking everywhere for you guys. What happened?"

Nobara and Yuji quickly filled her in on the events, while Megumi remained lying down, still recovering from his injuries.

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Meanwhile, JJK Tech.

Gojo Time~!

A few hours after the intense battle, Gojo Satoru returned from his excursion, his usual carefree demeanor replaced by a rare, thoughtful expression. He took a seat in the quiet of his office, a solemn air surrounding him as he reviewed the information Yuji and Nobara had gathered from their encounter with the curses.

He began to piece together the puzzle of their mysterious enemies:

Number and Power of Curses: "They have at least five or more Special Grade Curses," Gojo mused. "That's a significant number. For me, it's a decent challenge, but for most sorcerers, it'd be a swift and brutal end."

Knowledge of Sorcerers: He furrowed his brow. "They have an unsettling amount of information about sorcerers. We're in the dark about their plans and motivations—except for what Yuji and Nobara managed to unearth."

Grand Plan for October 31st: Gojo tapped his fingers thoughtfully. "They have something big planned for October 31st. Whatever it is, it's clearly of immense importance to them."

Gojo stretched, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth despite the weight of the information. "No doubt, this is a serious matter, but I'm not worried. I'm the strongest after all." His smile broadened as he thought of his students. "Megumi, Nobara, and Yuji—they managed to handle two Special Grades. They're proving themselves to be exceptionally strong."

As he was lost in these thoughts, the door creaked open, and Principal Yaga's familiar face appeared. "Gojo," Yaga called, a scowl forming as he caught sight of Gojo's relaxed demeanor. "Planning on slacking off while your students are celebrating their survival?"

Gojo looked up with a grin, unbothered by Yaga's stern tone. "Just taking a moment to reflect on how strong my students are. They've come a long way."

Yaga's scowl deepened as he tossed a pair of skewers at Gojo. "Well, if you're so proud of them, you can prove it by handling the grilling duty for the school barbecue I'm organizing."

Gojo caught the skewers with a smirk, clearly amused. "A barbecue, huh? Sounds like fun. I'm in."

Yaga gave a satisfied nod. "Good. We're celebrating the students' achievements and preparing for whatever comes next. Just don't burn the food."

With that, Yaga left, and Gojo looked down at the skewers in his hands, shaking his head with a chuckle. "Grilling duty it is. Looks like I'll be working on something different for a change."

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[Auther: Yo.

1. Kyaaa~ It's Gojo. :|

2. Anyways, I'm planning on taking a small break for now, since it's almost 50 chapters!!!]