Family ties

"Who're you?!"

Materializing his katana, Kenshin simply got into a stance while his gaze landed on the two youths before him.

"Those eyes...." Meanwhile, the silver haired youth's sapphire blue eyes widened in shock, when he saw the purplish black ringed menacing sclera of the blue haired boy.

Without wasting anytime, Kenshin blasted forward with enormous speed as he hurled himself into the sky and descended with an overhead slash backed by immense strength.

Coming back to his senses, the silver haired youth simply crossed his fingers and immediately, Kenshin's blade stopped a few meters away from their position as if stopped by an invisible wall.

"Calm down kid. We're Jujutsu sorceress from Jujutsu High..and we can tell you're one of us due to your immense and seemingly bottomless cursed energy....which you definitely need to learn how to suppress..."

The youth with the long dark hair explained with an amicable smile, as Kenshin halted in his steps.

He wasn't stupid after all. Seeing the phenomenon of the shattered space around the silver haired youth he quickly grasped the current situation.

"Why were you about to attack me?" He spoke with a raised brow and flashed a glare at the silver haired youth who was still confused.

"Your cursed energy output felt too overbearing and overwhelming, that we mistook you for a special grade cursed spirit, but don't worry, we'll teach you how to control it at Jujutsu High..."

He spoke and took a seat, gesturing to his colleague and Kenshin as well.

"Jujutsu High? I see..." Kenshin nodded. "Hold on kid, what's your name?"

Suddenly, the silver haired youth asked and raised his head, gazing at Kenshin with those sapphire blue eyes. Immediately, his eyes reverted to the rinnegan as the two of them entered a staring contest, as sparks emerged due to the friction of the collision of the cursed energies.

"Kenshin, Hayato Kenshin.." Kenshin replied after a few seconds and took a deep breath. "I see...Hahaha!" Suddenly the youth laughed as his friend and even Kenshin raised brows at him.

"My name is Gojo Satoru. I'm guessing you might not know more about what your clan was, but all I can say is, my mother was from the Hayato clan as well, and that makes us family!"

He spoke with an enthusiastic laughter, as Kenshin rolled his eyes.

"My name is Geto Suguru, we're second years at Jujutsu High, and would like to invite you to join us at Jujutsu High.."

The youth with the long dark hair introduced himself, as Kenshin shook his head.

"You didn't need to invite me, I was headed there already..."

"Okay, then let's go!!"

Satoru instantly grabbed onto both of them and rushed out of the restaurant, forgetting to pay for their meal.

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Upon arriving at the destination, Kenshin couldn't help but admire the beautiful scenery, along with the massive gate with the words "Jujutsu High, Tokyo.." boldly written on them.

"We'd have to take you to see the old man first before we can take you inside.."

Satoru gestured towards a long and windy route that led to a small dojo.

"Hold on. I'm supposed to go see a man called Masamichi Yaga. I have a letter for him.."

He looked at the two youths who began conversing immediately after hearing his request.

"I'll take you to see that old man...follow me!" Satoru spoke and gestured while he and Kenshin took a long route in front of them, while Suguru decided to report their findings to the current Principal of the school , Ayumu.

Upon reaching a small office, Satoru was about to knock when a middle aged man with a buzz cut appeared in a rush, holding onto a long katana in hand.

However upon seeing his troublesome student in front of him and the other blue haired youth who was leaking the extremely overbearing yet bottomless cursed energy, he sighed and let them in.

"The great Gojo Satoru has done a great service to this institution, discovering a prospective Special Grade talent. How do you think I should be rewarded old ma- ouch!! That hurt!!"

Extending his arms, he laughed like a maniac, however in the next second, he was rubbing his skull with imaginary tears rolling down his eyes in pain.

"Annoying brat." The middle aged man spat out, seeing the pitiful figure of the heir of the Gojo clan rubbing his head in pain.

"Anyway, you may have a seat boy." He gestured towards Kenshin, as Satoru sat by him with a smile.

"What's your name I may ask?" Yaga asked while staring into the eyes of Kenshin.

Without speaking, he grabbed his backpack and took out a white envelope from a brown folder and handed it over to Yaga.

Grabbing onto the letter with a bit of reluctance, Yaga began to read through, as his expression saddened halfway through.

"I'm sorry about your loss, Kenshin. Your father was my best friend, and I still can't believe I lost him. If I had known you were alive, I would've come for you the moment I found out.."

Yaga spoke with a sincere expression as Satoru remained silent. Meanwhile, Kenshin shrugged inwardly but nodded respectfully.

"Anyway, now that you're here, I can rest easy, and if you have anything you'd need, don't forget to come to me.." Yaga spoke and patted Kenshin's shoulder who remained emotionless but nodded nevertheless.

"Oi old man, that means you're family to me as well, because my mom was a Hayato as well.." Satoru interjected as Yaga rolled his eyes. "I'd rather grow bald than have you as my family.." He spat out in annoyance.

"You better be careful what you wish for old man.."

Satoru joked, as Yaga rubbed his forehead in exhaustion.

"Take him to see Ayumu, I'll head down there after I'm done with some paperwork." He spoke, as Satoru and Kenshin nodded and walked out.

After a few minutes of walking, they had reached a small dojo situated in the middle of a beautiful green garden, where the Principal of Jujutsu High resided.

"You may come inside, young ones.."

Right as they reached the entrance of the dojo, an aged voice resounded, as Satoru opened the paper and wooden door, and gestured for Kenshin to enter.

"I've been waiting to see the one who could startle two of our strongest sorcerers with just the sheer output of his cursed energy.."

The old man who wore a white haori, raised his head and glanced at Kenshin with his pupiless eyes, making the young boy shudder, as if the old man could see everything about him from just a glance.

"Your cursed energy output alone is enough to put on a Special Grade status like these two troublemakers, however I'm not sure you have an idea of what a cursed technique is, do you?"

The old man asked as Kenshin nodded.

"The only thing I've been able to do with that ethereal power is to create my katana and some other weapons.."

Kenshin truthfully spoke, not wanting to hide anything unless it was absolutely necessary to.

"Oh? But with your heritage, you should be capable of more than that... Your father was once a student here, and I knew him personally, he was my student and I had taught him personally, deeming him one of the greatest talents in Jujutsu history even with the incomplete heritage of your clan.."

The old man spoke with a sigh, as he handed over a wooden framed picture of three figures, pointing at the handsome youth standing on the left with a wide smile.

"My father died trying to protect my mother sister and I from a bunch of criminals.." Kenshin spoke with a heartache, although his face remained calm.

"I know." The old man nodded. "At the very least, you have another family here. Satoru here is your cousin, the son of your late father's late sister.."

Ayumu sighed as Satoru flashed a sad small smile.