A man never forgets a scar

Grandpa shakes his head for the Nth time. My hand tightly grabs the table as more worries race through my mind. 'This is the, whatever time it is, my cursed tool has not surpassed grade 2. I'm reaching my limit'

"Sachi getting grade 2 at this age is already great. Perhaps you just need more time so your skills can get better." Grandpa tries to encourage me once again but this time I don't even want to hear a letter come out of his mouth. I storm off back to my room.

"Haaahhhh." I let out a tired sigh whilst rubbing my dark eyes. 'Why am I like this? I just need time like Grandpa said.' I hug my pillow against my chest. I try to slow my heartbeat and relax. Just like I did 2 weeks ago when I got ice cream.

"Hhmm!" I summon some strength and cover myself with my bed covers. Although, it does feel uncomfortable as I am still in my science coat. I don't try to take it off anyway.

'Grandpa once told me. Toji's weapons are special grade and he is an adult. I'm doing pretty good compared to him. I think?'

I keep moving around my bed feeling completely restless. My eyes go all around my room till they meet my calendar.

1999 August 27th

'My birthday was a few months ago. Honestly, it was quite funny when I read Grandpa's letters to Toji. Screaming at him to write Happy Birthday. As you guessed it. He didn't.'

I clearly feel a build up of sweat on my forhead. I quickly slither my way out of the science coat and toss it on the floor. I take a deep breath in. And a deep breath out. A fully black t-shirt is all I have on top.

'I think I may need Toji's guidance. But I won't meet him yet. A bit more training.' My thoughts wander around the man who always finds a way to linger in my mind. 'I want to know his Heavenly Restriction. I haven't asked Grandpa because he might not even know and beacuse I want Toji to tell the answer right to my face. Or perhaps figure it out myself.'

"Haa-" I stop myself. 'Sighing to much is a bad habit.' I move my legs and arms and stretch them to go as far as possible. I take off my covers so I'm a bit colder. In the end. It's all a matter of time. I wait for sleep to take me in to its dark embrace. Its comes quick and quiet as always.

Yamamato pov:

Currently, I'm still in the science lab twirling Sachi's sword with my hands. 'The sword is expertly done. The edges and side are perfectly sculptured. I meant it when I said this is great.' I invoke my cursed energy and spill it into the sword. I swing it.

Crack! One of the science tables was split in half. I look in the middle. A clean cut. 'She's amazing!' The sword itself does not even have a visible dent. 'Six more years. Six more and the entire jujutsu world will know her talent.' A grin spreads on my face. 'They will know and praise the name Zenin Sachi!'

I play with the sword a bit more,testing its visible limits before I head out.

Scene Change:

"This will be your new mission." I get handed a document about my next curse user target. "I wish you well Sir." I nod at the receptionist as usual. I leave Jujutsu Curse User Extermination Center. Going here instead of hunting curses has been my new way of making money and cleaning the world of dirt. Ever since that day.

Outside the center I quickly glance over my mission.

Curse user: Haruno Tademi

Description:

A white man in his mid twenties. He has grey short hair and a scar on nose. His eyes are a deep brown. His height is 5'9 to around 5'11 since he was last recorded on the Jujutsu Records. He is missing a finger on his right hand.

Location:

He was last reported to be seen in Yokohama. The area has been narrowed down to the Kanto Region,Yokohama. Near the Osanbashi Pier.

Grade: Special Grade 1

Although, he has not fought a Grade one, after considering the fact that he has beat multiple sorcerers of Grade two he has moved up a grade.

I close the document and go home to prepare but a few nosy voices reach my ears.

"It's the Judge!" Said one useless sorcerer poser. He quickly got hit on the shoulder by the other sorcerer next to him.

"Shushh. Keep your cool man." The other kid next to him chastises him.

"Alright! Alright! Don't hit me so hard." The poser clutches his shoulder as if in pain. The kid next to him rolls his eyes.

"But." The idiotic poser continues. "Aren't you curious wh-"

A dangerous glare from me shuts the waste of space up. The kid next to him hurriedly pushes him along.

I keep moving forward whilst a thought lingers in my mind.

'Judge. The title I got after killing so many curse users. But in reality I am just a man who can't let go of the past. '

I keep moving forward but my chest feels a bit heavier as my breath quickens.

Scene Change:

I hide behind a alley as I look through all the moving people, going to and from. My eyes squint and my cursed energy goes up for a moment. 'A clear residual. It's aura is disgusting. I've found my lea-"

"Mom! What is Grandpa doing?"

I don't even look behind me before I start running at full speed.

"Yes dear? I don't see your Grandpa. It's just an alley."

"B-But."

"Shhh. I'm getting you ice cream remember? If you don't stay quiet I won't."

The kid quickly shuts up.

I'm on the roof of a restaurant listening to their conversation. 'Good. The mom didn't see. It will just be written off as a kid's imagination.' My face turns to the residual. My eyebrows furrow in determination. 'I will hunt you vermin off the earth until my last breath. No matter what it takes.'