"That summer was especially busy..."
"Ze and Gojo became the strongest of our time..."
"Suddenly, I was all alone... yet there were still so many cursed spirits."
My name was Suguru Geto.
I was born into an ordinary family in the countryside. Neither of my parents had any talent for becoming a jujutsu sorcerer, yet it was in that very family that a wielder of Cursed Spirit Manipulation awakened.
I was only a year younger than Ze and Gojo. There was nothing particularly grand about my birth; I simply came into this world under my parents' expectant gazes.
As I grew up, I discovered my extraordinary constitution-
I could see strange monsters, and when I touched those peculiar creatures, I could even turn them into beads.
They tasted awful, but through repeated experimentation, I came to accept that I was special.
By swallowing the beads those monsters became, I could control them.
At the time, my heart was full of a sense of justice. I believed that such a powerful, unusual gift must have been a mission bestowed upon me by heaven.
From then on, I made it my guiding principle for the strong to protect the weak, to fight oppression and help the vulnerable.
Later, on a train bound for Tokyo, that man happened to notice me absorbing a cursed spirit.
"Young man, your cursed technique is a truly rare treasure. Are you sure you don't want to develop it at Jujutsu High?"
Mr. Yaga pitched Tokyo Jujutsu High to Suguru Geto like the ringleader of a pyramid scheme.
I had wanted nothing to do with him, but one remark moved me: "There are boys and girls just like you there..."
I was curious. In all those years, I had never met anyone my age with unusual abilities like