2 years later

Jujutsu High, Tokyo.....2 years later...

A handsome young man sat within an office as he let reclined on his seat and let out an exasperated sigh.

"I definitely shouldn't have taken this job." He mumbled to himself, and he pulled down his tie and said. "Greetings! Vice Principal Uchiro! I, the great Satoru Gojo is here to seek your divine presence!" Suddenly a cheerful voice sounded out from his door as a figure barged in.

The figure wore a purplish black high neck shirt and pants, black shoes, and his silver hair was spiked up due to the black blindfold on the upper part of his face.

Seeing the figure, the young man rolled his eyes and sighed.

"What do you want Satoru?" Madara asked as he looked at the layers of papers stacked on his table.

"What do you mean what do I want? Have you forgotten what day it is today?" Satoru spoke as he sat on Madara's desk and smiled.

"I won't know unless you tell me." Madara facepalmed and said. "It's the matriculation of the new first years. How could you forget?" Satoru complained.

"So what?" Madara picked up a bunch of papers and put them on his table, as he began to go through them. "You have to give a speech remember?" Satoru arrived beside him and whispered. "Why don't you get Yaga? I'm the vice principal, there's a difference." Madara argued.

"Yaga is having lunch with some principals from the other branches. He won't be available till tomorrow." Satoru said. "Sigh, I should probably quit. I don't get paid enough for this." Madara rolled his eyes and stood up, as he straightened his tie and brown three piece suit which accentuated his now shoulder length blonde hair.

His golden green eyes sparkled as he brushed off some specks of dust off his shoulders. "Oi Satoru remind me to get a secretary after this." He took a deep breath before saying.

"Fine fine, now come on, everyone is waiting for you." Satoru smiled and pulled his along, as they teleported.

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On the huge Jujutsu High compound, which was now beautifully decorated and had huge trees and beautiful flowers intricately designed along several pathways, several figures sat in annoyance as they waited for a long while.

"What the hell is up with those two?! Where are they?" A beautiful lady with a ponytail and a scar on her face spoke in annoyance, as she remained seated on a podium. Five others sat beside her with as they grumbled in annoyance.

Beneath the podium, multiple students sat, as they waited for their Principal to arrive. The new batch of students for Jujutsu High this year was low compared to Madara's era, and could be counted on only one finger.

Beside them were several 2nd and third years who were sighing and grumbling.

"Calm down Utahime, Satoru's bringing Madara here." Another beauty with icy blue hair spoke and calmed the one with the black hair. "I mean what kind of Principal forgets matriculation?!" The black haired lady, Utahime continued to throw a fit as the others laughed.

"Yuki, how are things going with Madara?" A brown haired woman in a lab coat asked a blonde haired beauty in a black leather jacket.

"Well, ever since that blue haired doll decided to interfere with our peaceful lives, everything has just gotten worse." The blonde haired lady, Yuki rubbed her temples.

"Hey you cougar. It's your fault for not leaving him for me. Now we have to share." The blue haired girl, Mei rolled her eyes and said, as Yuki clenched her fists.

"Calm down ladies, they're here." A blonde haired handsome man in a suit wearing a pair of goggles spoke as he flashed a gentle smile.

"Okay! Where were we?" Satoru appeared before the microphone on the podium as all the students finally sighed in relief. "Oh, I know, welcome our one and only vice Principal, Uchiro Madara!" He roared and took a step back as he vanished and reappeared in his seat which was beside the Utahime.

Madara walked forward with both of his hands in his pockets. He flashed both Mei and Yuki a small smile, as he put on a stoic face and walked to the microphone.

The moment that students saw him, some of the girls blushed, and began fangirling.

"Yo! It's really him. It's Uchiro Madara!!" Some of the second and third grades discussed, as they looked at him incredulously. "It's the angel." A gothic teen in glasses with dark green hair tried to hide her blush with a fierce expression, however her friends beside her could still notice.

"Maki senpai, do you still have a crush on Madara-San?" A huge panda looking doll asked as she glared at him, making him flinch.

The next moment, Madara tapped on the microphone with his index finger and cleared his throat.

"Thank you very much Satoru. I'm Uchiro Madara, vice Principal, and I welcome all the new first years to Jujutsu High." Madara said, as his gaze flickered on all the students as he sighed in his thoughts.

"I don't really have much to say, but I'll tell you three things, as an old student of this school." Madara smiled said. " Train hard. Become stronger, and try not to die." He said as the Utahime and the the others rolled their eyes. "Enjoy your stay in the institution. I wish you all the best." He finished his speech and walked off, as the students cheered and clapped.

"We want to thank our vice principal for his words. Now.." Utahime took the podium after he left and continued to address the first years. "Hey." Madara stood under a small tree with his hands in his pockets, as Yuki came and hugged him from behind.

"How are you my love." She smiled as Madara turned her around as she asked. "I'm doing okay; lots of paperwork. I want to quit already." He sighed. "You can't. You know what Mina is going to do to you if you quit." She reminded him, as he pictured his mom angrily hurling a saucepan towards him.

"I knew something was up when I saw you following him you cougar!" Suddenly a sharp voice sounded out, as Mei appeared with a disgusted expression. "How are you my love." She also rushed into Madara's arms as she snuggled to his chest.

"Your two better behave. I hear you fight a lot." Madara said with a frown.

"It's her fault." Mei said with a frown. "My fault? Don't you dare start you little doll!" Yuki clapped back as they glared at each other.

"Enough!" Madara spoke, as both of them calmed down immediately. "You two better get along well. No more fights okay?!" He said with a frown as both of them nodded softly.

"Good girls." He nodded as he pecked them lightly on their forehead causing them to blush fiercely. "What should we eat tonight?" Mei spoke. "How about a home cooked meal?" Yuki suggested. "I don't know if I would come home early today." Madara sighed.

"Why not?!" They both spoke in disappointment. "I have lots of paperwork to finish by today." He continued. "It's alright, we can catch up tomorrow or something." He flashed a small smile.

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"Man I should be home with my wives right now. I'm so hungry." Late at night, Madara sat within his office as he rubbed his rumbling stomach. He stood up and walked to a dispenser, as he grabbed a plastic cup and fetched some hot water. After that, he picked up one instant coffee and poured the contents into the cup, mixed it and took a sip.

His blazer was completely taken off, leaving him with his inner suit, white shirt and tie. He walked to his balcony and watched the sky as he continued sipping his coffee. However, the next instant, his expression changed abruptly,

as his pupils began to dilate.

He dropped the cup of coffee unconsciously, as his consciousness was transported into a vision. The next second, he found himself on the Jujutsu High compound, and there he saw destruction and death on a massive scale. Something he hadn't even seen during the Night Parade of Ten Thousand Demons. Looking around his expression did not even waver, neither did he get disturbed. He walked forward with both of his hands in his pockets and an apathetic expression. There, he saw something which made him raise an eyebrow.

He saw a massive throw made out of bones and skulls, and on it, he saw a figure with four arms and eyes with tattoos on his body looking at him with amuse.

"You must be Ryoumen Sukuna." Madara observed for a moment, before he spoke with a slight smile. "Oh? You can see me?" The figure on the throne spoke with a hoarse voice and an amused smile, as he looked at Madara.

"I've been watching for a while now, and I can say that this is truly the golden age of Jujutsu sorcery." Sukuna gave a small smile and said.

"Your gaze sits too high. I don't like it." Madara raised an eyebrow, and instantly a huge slash materialized and blasted towards the throne. "Boom!!" The throne was instantly split into two, as Sukuna's figure disappeared and appeared before Madara in a split second.

Madara remained apathetic, with his hands still in his pockets. "Not bad at all. Great disposition. As expected of the strongest sorcerer in the golden age of Jujutsu." Sukuna smiled and looked Madara straight in the eye. "You might be the strongest, but to me, you're just a slippery fish on a cutting board, just like the other brat with the blindfold, and when I return, I'll claim my title as the strongest, along with the world. It'll be a massacre!" Sukuna ended his monologue with a murderous laugh.

"King of Curses? Im not impressed." Madara chuckled, as he looked at a crazy Sukuna. "My return is nigh sorcerer. The world would be mine just like it was before!" Sukuna disappeared and appeared on a now completely ended throne as he sat down and looked down on Madara once more.

"We'll be waiting. And please put up a fight, else it'll be too boring." Madara smiled and disappeared, as Sukuna flashed a small chuckle at his disappearing figure.

A/N: 😔 Didnt want to continue with this ff anymore.