System

Group number (941093859)

In the void, a heart beat powerfully. Blood-red threads began weaving together around it, and soon a person dropped to the ground.

Ding! Congratulations, host, on completing your first millennial reincarnation. Your system rewards have been delivered. Please check them!

Late at night, somewhere out in the wilderness, a figure covered in black markings rubbed his head and sat up from the ground. "Hiss! My head hurts. Why do I feel so weak and sore all over?"

"System! I never expected you to speak inside my head after being dead for a thousand years. Now that's a huge surprise!"

Sukuna finally managed to stand and sort through the information he had just received. The good news was that his consciousness had awakened. The bad news was that the system had forcibly awakened him.

"The system's gone, but it still gave me a beginner's gift pack. That's pretty nice of it."

When the system still failed to reply, Sukuna understood that it must still be recovering. It had probably used its last scrap of strength to wake him.

"Let's see what these rewards are." Only after rubbing his head for a good while did he finally adjust and open the rewards the system had left behind.

Ding! Congratulations, host, on successfully opening your rewards.

The host has successfully entered the main storyline and received three lottery draws. As the host's consciousness has not yet awakened, the system will perform the draws automatically.

Ding! Congratulations, host, on obtaining [Dimension Slash].

Ding! Congratulations, host, on obtaining one Resurrection Card.

Ding! Congratulations, host, on obtaining one Soul Extraction Capsule.

"That's it? Aren't these system rewards a little stingy?"

While Sukuna was lamenting the meager rewards, he glanced around and suddenly noticed a problem. "Huh? Where are my eyes?"

He cautiously raised a hand and felt all over his face, finally confirming that this body had only two eyes!

"System! Where did my eyes and arms go?!"

Only after feeling his face did he fully come to his senses. Chalefu's terrifying body had vanished, replaced by an ordinary human body.

"Hahaha!"

After a careful examination, he found that the mouth on his stomach, along with two of his arms and two of his eyes, had all disappeared. Only the black markings covering his body remained.

Even better, Sukuna discovered that he could return to his strongest form from a thousand years ago. That discovery left him absolutely delighted.

"Doesn't this mean I can go slack off at Jujutsu High? Let me witness Suguru Geto's descent into darkness firsthand again!"

His strength was no longer what it had been a thousand years ago, though. He probably had only one-twentieth of his power left.

"Uh... don't tell me I have to eat my own fingers to get stronger?"

Just imagining himself gnawing on his own thousand-year-old fingers made his stomach churn. Yuji Itadori had once described the taste of Sukuna's Fingers: the flavor of corpse wax, something most people could hardly stomach.

Only the Tiger of the West Middle School could swallow them without batting an eye. Sukuna wasn't sure he could do the same. He might puke his guts out.

The thought of that scene sent an involuntary shudder through Sukuna.

"Jujutsu High, here I come!"

At the Tombs of the Star Corridor, Tengen, whose physical body had aged to its very limit, summoned the principal of Tokyo Jujutsu High.

The principal was a white-haired old man who looked as though he had little time left. He had long been planning to step down and retire.

"Lord Tengen, may I ask why you summoned me?" the principal of Tokyo Jujutsu High asked, neither servile nor overbearing.

"Make preparations. Someone with an exceptionally powerful background will be joining this year's first-year intake."

"You mean the Gojo Clan's Six Eyes sorcerer? I've already met him."

"Not him."

The principal's eyes widened slightly, and a thoughtful look crossed his face. After a moment, he asked, "Aside from him, is there someone else we need to treat with such care?"

"Have you heard of Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses from a thousand years ago?"

"Surely you jest, Lord Tengen. What sorcerer hasn't heard of Ryomen Sukuna, the strongest King of Curses from a thousand years ago?"

The principal didn't understand why Tengen was asking him this. He couldn't imagine anyone whose status, strength, and background could rival Satoru Gojo's.

Besides, Satoru Gojo was a student of Masamichi Yaga, his chosen successor. He was certain to enroll this year.

"A descendant of Ryomen Sukuna will soon be attending Tokyo Jujutsu High. You understand what you need to do, don't you?"

"Ryomen Sukuna? Didn't he have neither a wife nor children? Where did this descendant come from?"

"You needn't concern yourself with that. You only need to know that he is Sukuna's descendant, and that he has awakened Sukuna's Cursed Technique."

"Well..."

Ignoring the principal's confusion, Tengen waved a hand and sent him out.

The principal frowned deeply. Only after a long while did he sigh. "Who would've thought this old man would get to see both a Six Eyes sorcerer and Sukuna's descendant before dying? Remarkable indeed!"

Inside Tokyo Jujutsu High, two boys and a girl strolled leisurely down a long corridor. The silver-haired boy in the middle had his hands clasped behind his head and kept trying to trip the boy with the strange bangs beside him.

Grinning in a way that practically begged for a punch, he said, "Geto, tomorrow's our first day of school. How're you feeling?"

The moment he heard that, Suguru Geto, the boy with the strange bangs, knew he was up to no good. Sure enough, before Geto could answer, Satoru Gojo spoke again.

"If someone bullies you on the first day, don't come crying on my shoulder~" As he spoke, he even snuffed out the cigarette between Shoko Ieiri's lips, looking utterly obnoxious.

"You idiot, Satoru Gojo!" Shoko stomped hard on his foot, but [Limitless] blocked her. It felt soft and empty, like stepping on air.

"Hmph! Idiot Satoru Gojo still hasn't learned [Reverse Cursed Technique]."

Just as expected, Shoko's remark successfully annoyed Satoru Gojo.

"Aaah! That's because you explain it with some Thai accent! I can't understand a thing! Right, Geto?"

Satoru Gojo opened his azure Six Eyes wide and gazed pleadingly at Suguru Geto. Somehow, his utterly detached eyes even managed to look goofy.

"All right, all right. I haven't learned it either." Suguru Geto smiled and tried to smooth things over.

"You two idiots can't understand it, and somehow that's my fault."

Looking at Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto, Shoko felt her temper flare. She had explained it so earnestly, yet these two self-proclaimed strongest men still said they couldn't understand.

She stomped hard on Suguru Geto's foot and stormed ahead, leaving him clutching his foot and hopping on one leg while Satoru Gojo doubled over with laughter beside him.

Family circumstances had brought all three of them to Jujutsu High early. Satoru Gojo didn't want a bunch of old geezers at home fussing around him. Shoko Ieiri was fed up with her family constantly pressuring her to marry. Suguru Geto's reason was even simpler: he came from an ordinary family, so he had made up an excuse about getting a summer job and slipped away.

Because of that, all three had become Masamichi Yaga's students at the same time, forging a deep friendship in just one short year.

Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto even called themselves the strongest.

They certainly had the ability to back up that arrogance. They had become Special Grade Sorcerers in their teens; their talent in this era spoke for itself.

"Geto, you don't think this year's intake will be just the three of us, do you?"

"Oh? Since when did you start caring about things like that?" Suguru Geto asked with a grin, his bangs fluttering in the breeze.

The sight of those bangs suddenly reminded Satoru Gojo of their first meeting, which had also taken place on a bright summer day.

Satoru Gojo, who considered himself invincible, had nicknamed Suguru Geto "Weird Bangs" the very first time he saw him.

His thoughts gradually drifted into the past.

"Hey, Weird Bangs! I'm talking to you!"

Satoru Gojo swung a hand toward Suguru Geto's shoulder, only for Geto to smoothly dodge it.

"What a rude guy."

Those were the first words Suguru Geto had spoken to him. The outcome was obvious: they had fought. Without [Reverse Cursed Technique], Gojo had only managed a draw against Geto.

Then Shoko Ieiri had officially entered the picture. As the ultimate healer who possessed only [Reverse Cursed Technique], she had joined them, and the three had started hanging around together.

"Satoru, what are you thinking about?"

Smiling, Suguru Geto waved a hand in front of Satoru Gojo's eyes, breaking him out of his wandering thoughts.

"Haha, I was thinking that if anyone else enrolls this year, I'm gonna beat every last one of them into the ground."

"Really, Satoru?"

"Of course. We're the strongest!"