Tokyo Jujutsu High, Principal's Office.
It was late at night.
A heavy, suffocating atmosphere filled the air.
Satoru Gojo had returned.
He lacked his usual frivolous demeanor. Instead, he sat quietly on the sofa, his eyes—hidden behind a blindfold—seemingly piercing through the fabric to stare at everyone present.
He recounted everything that had happened at Sugisawa Third High School exactly as it occurred.
His words stirred waves in the hearts of everyone in the room.
When he mentioned that Ryomen Sukuna's soul had been casually slapped out of Yuji Itadori's body by the boy named Ian, the breathing in the entire office quieted down.
The muscles on Masamichi Yaga's perpetually stern and rigid face twitched uncontrollably.
His hands, resting on his knees, subconsciously clenched into fists.
Satoru Gojo continued speaking.
His tone even carried a hint of irrepressible excitement.
"My [Limitless] was completely useless against him."
"It was like air. That slap just passed right through. No cursed energy, no signs of any cursed technique activating."
"With a smack, I went flying too."
He gestured with his hands as he spoke, mimicking the scene.
His relaxed movements narrated a terrifying truth that shook the jujutsu world.
Also present were several old geezers from the jujutsu higher-ups.
On the screens, those wrinkled, aged faces now displayed only one emotion.
Astonishment.
It was an extreme terror toward an unknown and uncontrollable power.
An entity capable of ignoring Satoru Gojo's [Limitless].
What did this mean?
It meant that the balance the jujutsu world had maintained for over a decade was about to collapse.
At the same time, the birth of a powerhouse in the jujutsu world would also trigger the creation of even stronger cursed spirits.
"We must... we must find him immediately!" an elder spoke hoarsely, his voice sharp with fear.
"At all costs, we must... control him! Or even eliminate him!"
"Yes! This is an order! Satoru Gojo, you must..." another elder immediately agreed, his tone filled with unquestionable command.
However, before they could finish, Satoru Gojo interrupted them with a light chuckle.
"Control? Eliminate?"
"Are you guys serious?"
Satoru Gojo took off his blindfold. Under the lights, his azure Six Eyes flickered with a cold and dangerous gleam.
He scanned the old faces on the screens, the curve of his lips turning mocking.
"You don't even know who he is or where he is, and you're already talking about eliminating him?"
"Besides, what makes you think I'll definitely listen to you?"
"Or are you planning to go yourselves?"
The elders stiffened under his gaze, the rest of their words caught in their throats.
Satoru Gojo ignored them and turned to look at Masamichi Yaga.
"Rather than that 'new toy' whose whereabouts are unknown, let's talk about the matter at hand first."
He changed the subject, bringing up Yuji Itadori.
"Sukuna's vessel, a once-in-a-millennium prodigy. Wouldn't it be a waste to just kill him?"
"Now that Sukuna's soul has been traumatized, it's the perfect opportunity to have him absorb all the fingers."
An elder finally found a chance to interject, shouting sternly.
"Absurd! Yuji Itadori must be executed! That is the rule!"
Satoru Gojo's expression instantly turned cold.
A terrifying pressure of cursed energy erupted from him, instantly filling the entire room.
The elders looked as if an invisible hand was strangling their throats, their faces instantly turning purplish-red.
"The rule?"
"Old geezers, get the situation straight."
"Right now, I'm just informing you. I'm not discussing this with you, nor do I need to ask for your permission."
"Either let Yuji Itadori live to serve as our insurance for dealing with Sukuna."
"Or I kill you old fossils right now and start my own faction with my students."
"Pick one yourselves."
This was a naked threat.
The atmosphere in the office became extremely oppressive.
Ultimately, under the fear of Ryomen Sukuna potentially losing control at any moment and their dread of Satoru Gojo's absolute strength, the higher-ups chose to compromise.
They agreed to Yuji Itadori's [Suspended Death Sentence].
The condition was that he must absorb all of Sukuna's fingers before being executed.
The meeting ended.
The jujutsu world's intelligence network began operating at a frantic, high-speed pace.
They frantically began investigating the boy named Yoru Tsukigami.
However, the results of the investigation only plunged everyone deeper into the fog.
Yoru Tsukigami, an orphan.
His life resume was so ordinary it was not worth mentioning.
His only defining label was being a long-term victim of school bullying.
None of the paper records showed even the slightest connection to the terrifying entity who had slapped Sukuna away and easily bypassed the [Limitless].
Eventually, investigators found a faint trace of cursed energy matching Yoru Tsukigami himself in the rubble of the alley behind Sugisawa Third High School.
After analysis, it was determined to be the aura of a cursed spirit, formed from a human's intense resentment after death.
The official report was quickly submitted.
The conclusion: the real Yoru Tsukigami had died during or prior to the cursed spirit incident at Sugisawa High.
The current "Ian" was an unknown ancient monster, similar to Ryomen Sukuna, who had possessed a descendant's body.
Meanwhile.
Led by Satoru Gojo, Yuji Itadori met with Principal Masamichi Yaga.
After an unconventional entrance exam, the boy harboring the King of Curses was officially permitted to enroll at Tokyo Jujutsu High.
In the dead of night.
Satoru Gojo stood alone on the roof of Jujutsu High, overlooking the night view of Tokyo.
What occupied his mind wasn't the safety of the jujutsu world at all, nor the expressions of those old geezers in the higher-ups.
He only wanted to find Ian.
And then, have an uninterrupted, exhilarating showdown.
He even vaguely felt that this person's appearance might be the perfect opportunity to reform this decaying world.
He picked up his phone and dialed the number of his private intelligence network.
"Use all available resources to help me find someone."
"Remember, find him, don't capture him."
A few days later.
A country girl with a ponytail and sharp eyes stood on the streets of Tokyo, dragging a suitcase with a displeased expression.
"So this is... Tokyo?"
Nobara Kugisaki, a first-year student at Jujutsu High, had officially arrived.
And on this very day.
In the sky above an abandoned juvenile detention center in Nishi-Tokyo City, not far from downtown Tokyo.
An ominous [Cursed Womb], exuding the aura of a Special Grade Cursed Spirit, was slowly writhing.
Since most of the jujutsu world's Special Grade combatants had been dispatched to track down clues about Ian or deal with the aftermath of the mess at Sugisawa High.
There was an unprecedented and severe shortage of manpower.
An emergency dispatch mission brief was delivered to Masamichi Yaga's desk.
Mission Location: Eishu Juvenile Detention Center, Nishi-Tokyo City.
Dispatched Personnel: First-year students of Tokyo Jujutsu High.
A massive crisis, far beyond the comprehension and capabilities of the three rookies, was about to quietly descend upon them without their knowledge.