As the baseball game continued to unfold with its fair share of excitement and camaraderie, the two principals, Gakuganji and Yaga, found a quiet moment to converse away from the field.
Gakuganji, leaning against a fence, observed the game with a contemplative expression. "You know, it's not that I hate Yuji," he began, his voice carrying a note of reluctant honesty. "It's just that the rules are the rules. His presence, with Sukuna's power inside him, cannot be condoned. The potential for mass death is too great."
Yaga, with his usual calm demeanor, nodded in agreement. "I understand your concerns," he said. "But I believe that Yuji has the potential to save even more lives as a sorcerer. There's always a risk, but sometimes, the greatest dangers come with the greatest opportunities for good."
Gakuganji's gaze softened slightly. "We all have our regrets, don't we? I carry mine with me, especially with the choices I make regarding my students. You must have your share of regrets, particularly with Suguru Geto."
Yaga's eyes clouded with a hint of sadness. "Yes, Suguru was once like a son to me. His fall was a heavy burden to bear. But we must focus on the present and support the students while we can. The regrets of adulthood can wait. What matters now is giving them the best chance to grow and succeed."
The conversation marked a rare moment of mutual understanding between the two principals, both burdened by their own experiences yet united in their commitment to their student's futures.
As the game drew to a close, Yuji stepped up to the plate once more. With a determined swing, he hit a home run that allowed Toge to score. The crowd erupted in cheers as the final play solidified Tokyo High's victory in the 30th Annual Kyoto Goodwill Event.
The game ended with Tokyo High as the champions, a triumphant conclusion to a challenging and memorable event... As if, the score is 2:0, they got slapped.
...
In June, Taichi Kanada, a resident of Morioka, lodged a complaint with his building management about the auto-lock doors to his apartment entrance being stuck wide open.
Despite the lack of complaints from other residents, Taichi insisted on an immediate inspection. As he continued to voice his frustrations over the phone, a cursed spirit materialized behind him, its malevolent presence unnoticed until it struck. Taichi was fatally stabbed, leaving him lifeless on the floor of his apartment.
The pattern of violence continued in August with Osamu Shimada, who was killed in Yokohama, and Hiroshi Yamato, who met a similar fate in September while staying in Nagoya. Each incident occurred under almost identical circumstances, with the victims all being killed by a cursed spirit that seemed to target them in their moments of vulnerability.
In August, Akari Nitta, an Auxiliary Manager for Jujutsu High, was tasked with briefing the three first-year students—Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, and Nobara Kugisaki—on their upcoming mission. As they drove to the mission site, Akari explained the recent string of murders.
"The cases are linked by the nature of the attacks," Akari began, her tone serious. "Taichi Kanada, Osamu Shimada, and Hiroshi Yamato were all killed similarly. The cursed spirit responsible seems to be targeting individuals in isolated situations where they are most vulnerable."
Megumi, his brow furrowed in thought, interjected with a question. "But all the dates and locations are different. It doesn't make sense for the same cursed spirit to have traveled so far and committed these murders across such a wide area."
Akari nodded, acknowledging the concern. "That's a valid point, Megumi. It's unusual for a single cursed spirit to cover such a vast distance. We're investigating whether these cases might be linked to a more complex curse or if there's a pattern we haven't yet identified. For now, we need to be on high alert and approach this mission with caution."
Akari Nitta continued explaining to the first-year students as they drove towards the mission site. "There's another connection between the victims," she said, her voice steady. "All three of them attended the same junior high school—Saitama Urami East Junior High—for two years. The most plausible explanation is that they were cursed during their time there, and it took years for the curse to manifest."
The students absorbed this information, their minds racing with the implications. They were heading to a funeral to speak with a classmate who knew all three victims, hoping to uncover more clues.
When they arrived, Akari seemed taken aback. "I wasn't informed there would be a funeral," she said, her concern evident. "This means that another victim has been found, and it appears he died under the same circumstances as the others—at his front entrance where the door wouldn't open."
The gravity of the situation deepened. The group proceeded to Saitama Urami East Junior High to investigate further. As they approached the school, Nobara spotted a group of punks loitering and smoking behind the school. "We should beat them up and question them," she suggested, her tone confident.
Yuji nodded in agreement, but as they approached, the punks immediately bowed in respect, their demeanor shifting dramatically. "Sorry for not greeting you properly!" one of them said.
Yuji and Nobara smirked, feeling proud of their imposing presence, only to be surprised when they realized the punks were bowing to Megumi. "I'm sorry, did you just say Megumi?" Nobara asked, confused.
Megumi, who had remained aloof, was uncomfortable with the attention. The boys explained, "We haven't seen you since graduation. You're the one who beat up half of us around here!"
Nobara and Yuji exchanged looks of amusement. "Seriously, Megumi?" Yuji said, chuckling. "You've got quite the reputation."
Megumi shrugged nonchalantly. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Unperturbed, Nobara and Yuji pressed further, asking the boys for any additional information about the victims or unusual events at the school.
The punks, eager to talk to someone they respected, offered insights into the junior high's atmosphere during the time the victims attended. They mentioned strange occurrences and odd behavior from some of their classmates, hinting at a possible connection to the curse.
...
As the group walked through the school grounds, a gruff voice interrupted their conversation. Takeda, the janitor, appeared with a skeptical look. "What are you lot doing here? This is school property, and I don't recognize any of you."
Akari stepped forward, showing Takeda their permit. "We have permission for this investigation," she said calmly.
Megumi took the lead, addressing Takeda directly. "It's been twenty years since the victims graduated. We're trying to figure out if there was any unusual karma or events connected to their time here."
Takeda's eyes narrowed. "The past is full of rumors and stories. Why would you think they matter now?"
The punks from earlier, who had followed them, chimed in. "You ever heard of Yasohachi Bridge? It's known for suicides and paranormal activity. They say it was a big thing back then for junior high students to bungee jump from it."
Takeda's expression shifted to one of recollection. "Yeah, that's right. Some kids liked to test their courage by bungee jumping from there. But that's all it was—just a dare."
The punks nodded in agreement. "It was an older generation thing. Nowadays, no one does that anymore. But we still hear the stories. A while ago, four students who went missing were found unconscious under the bridge. They hadn't shown up at school or returned home the previous night."
Megumi's interest was piqued. "I've been to Yasohachi Bridge before. Jujutsu High often investigates paranormal hot spots. There was nothing noteworthy the last time I went, but…"
Nobara and Akari exchanged glances. "It sounds like it's worth checking out," Nobara said. "We should go to Yasohachi Bridge and see if we can find anything."
Akari nodded in agreement. "We'll head there now. Thank you for the information."
As they prepared to leave for Yasohachi Bridge, Megumi felt a sense of unease. The connection between the victims, the rumors about the bridge, and the mysterious deaths were all pieces of a puzzle he hoped to solve.
"Though, I suppose you have no idea, huh?" Megumi looked over at Yuji who was not at any help with mysteries. "Nope! I'm no help at all!"
"Don't say that with pride!"
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[Auther: Yo. Eso & Kechizu? Useful.
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