12 years later .

-2005 / 12 years later-

It's been exactly 12 years since I was born again for the second time, and I must say that this world was nothing like I ever imagined it to be.

It wasn't a Western fantasy world with wizards, knights, and different kingdoms; rather, it was a modern world where cursed spirits and Jujustu sorcerers lurked in the shadows.

This world was modern, where cars and phones were everywhere, so it was hard to imagine how to keep all supernatural things hidden from the public eye, but it turned out there were ways to do that.

I rested my head on the pillow and looked at the thick book talking about barriers; not all sorcerers knew how to create them, but their knowledge was a basic requirement for any licensed sorcerer.

I have spent the past twelve years in a place called Kyoto High School for Jujustu, although it was just a high school, there were many places to wander and many people to accompany.

The main reason for me living here seems to be that I was the cause of a disaster that happened on the day of my birth; it seems that my cursed energy, the energy used in this world, caused riots throughout Kyoto.

The hospital I was born in was destroyed, and no one survived except me and my mother; even my father died that day because of the cursed spirits.

Because of that, there was a fuss among the leaders of the Jujustu world in Japan about whether I should be executed immediately or left to live.

I can understand the reason probably; cursed energy is a power that aligns with negative emotions used by sorcerers and cursed spirits to fuel their Jujustu, and after 80 years of killing and fighting in the world of Naruto, my cursed energy was more than they could handle.

If I were in their place, I would choose to execute me at that time; I was an unknown with immense power and a potential danger.

Anyway, after some negotiation, discussion, and some fighting, it was agreed that I would stay under the care of the director of Kyoto High School, Yoshinobu Gakuganji, and not to leave the school grounds.

One of the reasons that decided that the director Yoshinobu was suitable for taking care of me and my education was the fact that he was neutral between the major clans, so there was little chance of being influenced by him.

My situation was similar to being a Jinchuriki in the world of Naruto, a strategic weapon forbidden from leaving the village; even after taking over the leadership in the village, I did not change this policy.

Of course, my current mother lived with me at the high school; after the incident and learning the truth about the world and the circumstances that befell her, she was brought to the high school to ensure her safety and not be used by any parties to manipulate me.

These were the pieces of information I managed to extract over the past few years about the political situation and my situation in this world.

With not much to do besides training with Yoshinobu-sensei and gathering information about the current world, the library was my favorite destination.

In addition to the usual textbooks, there was knowledge of curses, cursed techniques, barriers, and Jujustu, all easily accessible without bothering anyone.

The Knowledge about The Shikigami, barriers, cursed techniques, domains, curses in the books was much more than what Yoshinobu-sensei taught me.

I learned that curses exist not only in Japan, they exist all over the world, but compared to Japan, cursed spirits are few abroad.

All thanks to "Tengen Sama"

I sank into the bed as I felt the energy flowing in my veins; I had become smoother in controlling it lately, it seems to be related to my age and physical development.

On the bright side, I didn't have to worry about my height this time, as even though I was only twelve years old, my height had reached about 150 centimeters, which is more than what I had reached in my previous life.

I am confident that I will grow taller with the onset of puberty.

The downside of having a lot of cursed energy is that controlling it is challenging; unlike chakra in Naruto world , cursed energy was not stable, flexible, and easy to control, but rather the opposite of that , rough, difficult to control, and much less flexible.

In my personal understanding of cursed energy, cursed energy can be compared to a rope; in its normal state, cursed energy is like a rope made of knots, while the knots can be untied so the rope can be used better and more efficiently, the rope can also be used while filled with knots.

The problem for me was not untying the knot in cursed energy and using it, but in trying to make the process of untying the knot natural and automatic like breathing.

I cannot untie the knot in cursed energy in the middle of a battle, can I? By solving this problem, in addition to my huge reservoir of energy, my cursed energy will never be depleted at all.

Although I still struggle to solve this problem, lately, I see a solution on the horizon.

As for my cursed technique, it manifested when I was five years old, earth release and dust release.

currently, Yoshinobu-sensei was the only one who knew about it.

You should have seen the look on his face when he learned that I have two cursed innate techniques, I explained earth release but as for dust release, I gave him a vagule explanation .

It's not that I don't trust him, but I wanted to delay the matter a little more , in the end I would have to use the dust release , and its power would be revealed.

I straightened up on the bed when I felt someone approaching the room; the presence outside the room stopped in front of the door , then I heard knocking on the door.

"Unoki-kun, this is me, can I come in?"

It was Utahime Iori, a second-grade sorcerer and a senpai for me; she graduated from this school last year.

Iori-san was one of the things that made the academy less lonely; I don't know if she was aware of the circumstances I faced with my mother, but nevertheless, she was my mother's bestfriend throughout her time here.

I stood up from the bed and went to the door to greet her.

"Iori-san, how are you? I haven't seen you in over two days."

In an instant, tears formed in Iori-san's eyes quickly, and she jumped at me in the air, but I easily avoided it.

Iori, who couldn't catch me, fell to the ground forcefully and tumbled several times until she reached the wall and collided with it.

I watched as she got up calmly and wiped the dust from her clothes as if nothing had happened; then suddenly she pounced on me again like a hungry cat.

However, a rocky wall suddenly formed between me and her, preventing her from reaching me.

I heard the sound of her head colliding again, then the sound of crying; I lowered the rocky wall slightly so I could see her, she seemed to be lying on my bed crying and soiling my favorite pillow with tears and mucus.

I removed the wall and approached her, sitting on the bed next to her and listening to her complaint.

"Wow, Gojo bullies me, and you also don't allow me to hug you as you used to when I was younger. Shoko and Yuki-san are the only ones who love me in this world."

She cried and complained like a little girl, even though she was 19 years old.

Yuki was my mother's name by the way, and she was the only person I allowed to hug me; utahime managed to do it only once when I was unaware of her presence.

I couldn't allow her to do it again. Where would my pride as a man who lived for almost a hundred years and survived four World Wars go if I allowed a young girl who hasn't even reached a quarter of my age to hug me?

As for names like Gojo and Shoko, they were students at Tokyo Jujutsu School ; Utahime occasionally talked about them.

Although I know who Gojo Satoru is, not personally, but Yoshinobu-sensei's lessons included the identities of influential figures in the major clans.

Among them was Gojo Satoru, the next head of the Gojo clan and the only user of limitless technique and six eyes in the past 400 years.

He didn't seem to be anything special other than his cursed style; I can name dozens of powerful dojutsu from the Naruto world .

Anyway, I had to stop the crying machine next to me, or else Kyoto would be flooded today.

"Utahime-san, what brings you here today?"

I didn't like to beat around the bush, so I asked directly.

Utahime stopped crying and raised her head from the pillow. I expected to find her filled with tears and mucus, but there was nothing, so she was faking it.

Women are cunning creatures; even in my long life in the Naruto world , I was completely ignorant of women's ways, because of an unfortunate incident during World War II that left me alone for the rest of my life, so this remained a mystery to me.

"Oh , didn't i say why I came here ? Gackonganji-sensei asked me to send you to him. It seems he has a task for you," Utahime said nonchalantly.

Yoshinobu-sensei asked me to come for a task ? It seems more like a test for me to see how I react after leaving high school.

Utahime watched me as I thought, and her eyes sparkled mischievously, then suddenly she lunged at me for the third time.

Unfortunately catching only the air.

In the room, Utihime was the only one left. I had moved towards where Yoshinobu-sensei was before she could react, angrily punching the wall.

"This brat, I'll catch him one day and give him such a strong hug that it'll kill him."

After saying that, her facial expressions softened.

"This must be his first time outside the academy. I hope the task isn't too hard on him," she said softly.

"Okay, now that Anoki-kun didn't comfort me, I'll go to Yuki-san to complain," saying that, Utahime left the room forcefully.