CHAPTER-2

Zenin household:

I gently opened my eyes which greeted me with ceiling that I had been familiar with all these years.

It was a traditional Japanese room or something but I didn't really care as long as I could get a cozy sleep.

And the second thing that greeted me was the ugly old man with a face hard as stone.

Jinichi.

The closest thing I had to a father figure I had in this world.

He took me in when I had no one, he fed me, clothes me, trained me gave me everything I needed.

To be honest I felt bad for the guy considering his future but there's nothing I can do now.

More like I don't want to do anything now.

"So why are you here? It's not like you to visit me after beating my ass everytime."

I was genuinely curious about his visit today.

It's not like he felt bad for beating me up.

Or is it?

"A mission."

He gave a short answer which made me sigh.

"Grade 1?"

I'm a semi-grade 1 right now and I have a decent cursed technique.

'Mathematics.'

Right now I can only use division and subtraction but I think I would be able to do more if I unlocked reversed curse energy.

So I have a decent chance of exorcising a grade 1 curse.

"Yes."

His short answers with no explanation really gets on my nerves but I held it in so I won't get another ass whooping.

"So any tips? About its technique or something?"

He was silent for a moment maybe trying to remember the details and then he answered.

"It has something to do with fire."

'I see.'

Well then its time to head out I guess.

"A personal driver from the clan will take you there and finish the mission within a day."

'Huh?'

Seriously?

"I will be leaving now."

He announced and left as soon as he said it.

And I was left alone in my room.

I slowly raised from bed and took a look around.

A wardrobe, a T.V, an air conditioner and the mattress I was lying on.

It was quite simple really.

It was lonely too.

But a lonely home is still home.

***

Zenin household:

I walked through the hallway towards the exit with a suitcase held by my left hand.

Right now I was wearing a three piece suit.

Yes I like to do my exorcisms with style.

My cursed weopon was inside the suitcase I was carrying.

Everything was set and I was ready for my first grade 1.

'Now that I think about it is this a test for seeing if I'm eligible to be a grade 1?'

I have read the manga but that was a long time ago and it's a already a blessing I remember atleast this much.

'So I am going to be a grade 1 soon?'

Not much impressive considering guys like Gojo exists.

Thud.

Someone ran into and it seems to be a kid.

She collided with me leg and almost fell over if not for me catching her.

'Mai?'

It was a girl with medium length black hair which reached upto her neck and she wore the traditional dress of the clan.

The moment she realised who I was her eyes lit up in fear as she quickly withdrew.

"Sorry."

She immediately bowed and apologised and I not wanting to make the situation more awkward accepted it and walked away.

"No problem just watch your step from now onwards."

I also added in an advice, see how kind I am?

Thinking back to the jokes I made about them,

I respect them the most.

'If I was in their situation I would probably kill myself.'

Mai lives for the sake of Maki and Maki lives for the sake of Mai.

They support eachother and are trying to survive this hell together.

And compared to them I'm quite privileged, aren't I?

'I want to help them but how?'

Tell the clan to stop?

Ogi would slice me up.

Jinichi wouldn't care.

Same with Naobito.

Naoya would use his complicated technique to divide me into frames?

I still don't understand how projection sorcery works.

And finally I reached the entrance and opened the door to the outside world.

A servant was there to escort me to the car.

'Well I will try to protect them until they leave for jujutsu high or something.'

***

A random neighbourhood:

It was a quiet night filled with snores and dreams.

Right now I was standing infront of an house with an annoyed expression on my face.

'Seriously?'

Ofcourse I recognised this place, this is were potential man lived before Gojo kidnapped him.

Well speaking about the house it seems...

Livable I guess?

It was a modest two story house seemingly on the brink of collapse.

Well it is what it is.

I reinforced my body with cursed energy and leaped onto the balcony.

'The driver guy had already placed a curtain around the house and it's surroundings.'

That was convenient.

'Negative emotions are the reason for the existence of curses.'

And considering Megumi and his sister lived here alone thinking that their parents abandoned them it will create a lot of negative emotions.

But if a curse formed due to them wouldn't it be exorcised by Gojo who took them in?

There's no way a grade 1 can hide from a six user.

'Then is it from the neighbours?'

Is the curse hiding here because no one lives here?

Well only one way to find out.

I pulled back my left hand and took a swing which shattered the glass.

A gloomy feeling arose the moment I layed my eyes inside the house.

It was complete darkness.

'Should I step inside?'

I stood there in contemplation whether to rush in or not.

'I am dealing with a grade one curse I need to be careful.'

'But it seems to be a patient one considering it hasn't attacked me yet.'

And I do not like waiting.

I went inside the house.

It was complete darkness and I continued walking without much thought.

'A domain?'

I realised that the balcony I emerged from has disappeared.

'Oh fuck.'

I fucked up.

Really.

'I know that I didn't really listen in class but I'm pretty sure that grade 1 curses can't use domain expansions right?'

Grade 1 or below cant use it.

Grade 1 sorcerers can but not curses.

Hakari was grade 1 right?

Or was he special grade?

'A special grade.'

The pinnacle of Jujutsu.

The dream of many sorcerers.

Well it's atleast my dream.

'It is certain I would die so let's do something stupid first.'

I flared my cursed energy to its limits.

And the curse also appeared with perfect timing.

It seems to have teleported, it just blinked into existence.

She stood infront of me with head hung down.

She had long black hair draping down towards her waist and she wore a plain white gown.

Her cursed energy reserves were massive and it was suffocating.

'It is leaking unconsciously.'

"Me..gumi..?"

"Tsu...miki?"

A grating sound called out to me.

The curse lifted her head and looked towards me.

I saw her face and God did I wish I could be blind now.