At the school gate of Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical College.
Several black sedans slowly rolled to a stop.
The doors opened one after another.
A group of students stepped out.
Their uniforms were different from those worn by the Tokyo students.
They were from Kyoto Prefectural Jujutsu High School.
The expressions on their faces varied, but most carried a subtle sense of superiority.
To them, the Tokyo campus felt rustic—almost provincial.
Leading the group was a tall, heavily built young man with a prominent scar across his face.
His sleeveless uniform exposed muscles carved like stone.
This was Aoi Todo, Kyoto's strongest student.
A Grade 1 sorcerer even while still a student.
His gaze was wild.
Like a predator searching for prey.
Behind him stood Mai Zenin.
Short hair.
A revolver casually spinning around her finger.
Her expression carried open contempt.
Nearby stood Kokichi Muta, controlling the puppet body known as Mechamaru.
Beside him floated Momo Nishimiya, seated on her flying broom.
And slightly behind them stood Noritoshi Kamo, calm and composed.
His eyes remained closed as if deep in thought.
"So this is Tokyo Jujutsu High?"
Mai looked around with a mocking smile.
"Doesn't look like much."
"The cursed energy here even feels… poor."
Her gaze swept across the first-year students.
Eventually landing on Nobara Kugisaki.
And then on Junpei Yoshino standing behind Yagami Sora.
Mai snorted.
"…Seriously?"
"Tokyo is recruiting people like that now?"
Her finger pointed toward Junpei.
"That weak-looking guy with the bangs."
"Did you pick up a stray somewhere?"
"What did you say?!"
Nobara exploded instantly.
Her hand reached for the hammer hanging at her waist.
Her eyes burned with fury.
"You half-baked rich girl—watch your mouth!"
"Say that again and I'll smash your face into the pavement!"
"Half-baked?"
Mai laughed coldly.
"I'm from the Zenin Clan."
"Even if I'm not as 'special' as my useless older sister…"
"…I can still handle some country bumpkin."
She casually raised her revolver.
The dark muzzle pointed toward Nobara's forehead.
"Want to try?"
"Let's see if your hammer is faster…"
"…or my bullet."
The atmosphere froze.
Megumi Fushiguro frowned.
His hand dipped slightly into his shadow.
Ready to summon a shikigami.
Yuji Itadori instinctively stepped forward.
Positioning himself in front of Junpei.
Then—
A calm voice cut through the tension.
"Put that toy away."
Everyone turned.
Yagami Sora stepped out from the back of the crowd.
Hands in his pockets.
His posture relaxed.
He didn't even bother looking at Mai.
"You're polluting the air."
"This isn't a place for you to show off."
Mai frowned.
"And who are you supposed to be?"
She swung the revolver toward him.
"So you're that rumored first-year?"
"You don't look like much."
Before she could finish—
BOOM.
An invisible force descended.
It was like an entire mountain crashing down.
Mai's body suddenly bent forward.
"Ugh—!"
Her knees buckled.
She nearly collapsed.
Every bone in her body creaked under the pressure.
The revolver in her hand twisted violently.
CRACK.
The metal barrel bent and warped like soft clay.
Turning into useless scrap.
"W-What…"
Mai's face turned pale.
Cold sweat poured down her forehead.
Even breathing felt impossible.
The surrounding air had condensed into a crushing cage.
"I told you to put it away."
Sora walked toward her slowly.
His eyes were completely emotionless.
Like he was looking at dust on the ground.
"If Kyoto is here for the Goodwill Exchange Event, you're welcome."
"But if you're here to cause trouble…"
He pointed at the twisted revolver.
"…this is what happens."
"If I wanted to…"
"I could twist your bones the same way."
Mai tried to speak.
But the overwhelming pressure made it impossible.
Fear gripped her chest.
The other Kyoto students immediately reacted.
Mechamaru raised his mechanical arm.
A hidden cursed-energy cannon began charging.
Kamo Noritoshi opened his eyes.
A blood packet appeared between his fingers.
Momo Nishimiya rose higher into the air on her broom.
Everyone could feel it.
The terrifying force surrounding Sora.
This wasn't ordinary cursed energy pressure.
It felt closer to the domination of natural laws.
So this was the rumored student…
The one who had fought Ryomen Sukuna.
The oppressive aura was even more frightening than facing a Special Grade cursed spirit.
Then—
Someone laughed.
"Interesting."
Aoi Todo stepped forward.
He pushed Mai aside with one hand.
Then walked straight toward Sora.
His massive frame blocked the sunlight.
Casting a long shadow.
"So you're Yagami Sora?"
Todo's eyes burned with excitement.
He grabbed the collar of his uniform—
And ripped it open.
His sculpted muscles flexed beneath the sunlight.
"It seems the rumors weren't exaggerating."
"You're arrogant."
"But arrogance like this…"
"…is worthy of being my opponent."
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