Tobirama Uchiha arrived at his loyal Jujutsu High!

"My lord, the school buildings are just ahead."

On a mountain stairway deep among towering ancient trees on Tokyo's outskirts.

Satoru Gojo stood stooped, his hands hanging at his sides with the utmost respect.

He walked slightly sideways ahead, carefully leading the way.

His usual flippancy, his usual arrogance.

At that moment, they had vanished from him entirely.

Beside him, Tobirama Uchiha wore divine armor, his silver hair dancing gently in the breeze.

Every step he took.

Beat out an exquisitely mysterious rhythm upon the ancient bluestone stairs.

Supreme pure yang aura surged like the tide.

"The location is remote, but it's very peaceful here."

Gojo introduced the place in a quiet voice full of humility.

"Jujutsu High's barrier has already submitted completely to your divine might."

"From this day forward, everything at Jujutsu High is yours to command."

He kept bowing his head, his expression fervent and reverent.

Tobirama remained impassive.

His Nine-Tomoe Tenseigan Rinnegan swept lightly over the surrounding forest.

"Lead the way."

Tobirama spoke coldly, his voice devoid of warmth.

"Yes, my sovereign!"

Gojo hastily answered, bowing as he opened the gate.

Meanwhile, at Jujutsu High's ancient entrance.

"Hmph, so this is Tokyo Jujutsu High?"

A pretty girl with short orange hair stood before the gate.

She carried a heavy suitcase.

She was Nobara, a first-year who had just arrived from the countryside.

"It does look pretty historic."

"But I, Nobara, won't give in so easily!"

Nobara planted her hands on her hips, her delicate face brimming with pride.

She lifted her foot.

She was just about to stride onto the campus with her suitcase.

Meanwhile, in the middle of the nearby training ground.

A girl with short black hair tied into a practical ponytail.

Was wielding a heavy wooden spear, working up a furious sweat.