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Megumi and his only first-year classmate, Nobara, were in a staring competition. It's their day off, and Nobara had managed to convince him to go shopping with her after many threats and compromises. One of those compromises was that Megumi would not be made to carry her shopping bags. But now she was going back to her words.
Someone please remind Megumi why he agreed to accompany her in the first place.
In the end, Megumi sighed. If they were not in the middle of a busy street and weren't starting to garner attention, he would not have relented. Nobara smugly handed all her belongings, and he accepted them with a stinky face.
"There's still one shop we need to go to; follow me." Nobara led the way, and he reluctantly followed. Careful not to collide with anyone, he slipped through the crowd, Nobara's threats still ringing in his ears.
And then they felt it. Powerful, suffocating, and malevolent, that was protecting something underneath it, something that pulsed around the curse energy wrapping around it. Megumi couldn't believe it. What was Gojo sensei's curse energy doing here?
Nobara stopped on her track. They looked at each other, conversing silently. They were in an extremely crowded place. If that thing does something, a lot of people would die. And that would be on their heads. They couldn't act rashly.
Megumi decided to call Gojo sensei. He hated to admit it, but they needed his help. Megumi knew a losing battle when he saw one. That was not something they could take on. The phone rang and rang; Gojo sensei's not picking his phone. The curse energy was coming closer and closer, and its intensity was also getting higher and higher. Megumi's thoughts were racing frantically. Gojo sensei coming in time is near impossible. They would have to fight it and ensure the civilians safety at the same time. But how? How?
He pocketed his phone and made a hand gesture. Nobara was holding her hammer already.
A hooded boy—about their age—made his way through the crowd, his pink tufts of hair further covered his face. He's the one that's emitting that awfully strong curse energy and he's walking slowly with a bulging belly. Megumi was confused. Nobara wrinkled her nose.
The person raised his head when he neared Nobara, and Megumi saw the large scar that ran across his face, the small one beside his lips, and his hollow gaze.
The call connected; Gojo sensei's voice rang out from his pocket, and Megumi instinctively took it out and put it in his ears. But he didn't utter a word, his eyes never leaving the person that's now walking towards him and staring at his phone with mixed emotions.
"Hey Megumi? Megumiiiii-chan? Are you ignoring me? I'm gonna put down the phone...Megumi?"
The boy walked past Megumi in a hurry, and he followed his figure until it disappeared in the sea of people. Only then did he pay attention to his phone. Gojo sensei thankfully didn't end the call.
"Sensei." He started. Gojo needed to know that an extremely strong person was walking freely among the civilians. "We encountered a special grade curse user."
—
Suddenly receiving a call while in the middle of fighting a curse surprised Gojo Satoru. His opponent, a special grade curse, used this golden opportunity to counterattack, but, alas! Infinity thwarts its plan.
Gojo decided to finish it before answering the call. It didn't even take a second to do the deed. Once he's free, he took out his phone and after seeing who the caller was, his whole demeanor changed in an instant.
Megumi wouldn't call unless the situation's beyond dire. And if he remembered it correctly, it's their day off today. All the more reason why this call was unusual.
Did something happen?
No one spoke on the other side after he answered it. Gojo walked towards where Ichiji's car was parked while listening attentively to his phone. Just when his patience was nearing thin, Megumi finally spoke on the other side. Gojo was flooded with relief in an instant. But after hearing his not-so-pleasant news, it was gone in a flash.
Megumi sounded fine, but to be sure, he still asked. "Did you lose a limb?"
"...No? I'm fine. Nobara too. We didn't fight it. It—he didn't attack us."
"Huh. Okay, I'm going back to school now. Tell me more about this curse user later. Oh! And don't expect any souvenirs! Bye!" Gojo satoru hung up the phone without waiting for Megumi's response.
Deep in thought, he reached Ichiji's car. He waved off Ichiji's greeting and ordered him to drive straight to school.
A special grade curse user appearing out of nowhere? Interesting.
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"Are you sure he's a special grade?" Yaga sensei asked seriously.
Megumi knew that labeling someone as a special grade was no simple matter, but it's the only thing that's close enough for him to be able to put into words what he had felt earlier.
"His curse energy was on par with Okkotsu-senpai," Megumi answered simply.
Nobara on his side nodded. "I haven't met this senpai yet, but I'm sure they would be as terrible as that person."
Megumi fought the urge to facepalm at her answer.
Yaga sensei didn't respond. He seemed to be mulling over their words.
"What does he look like?" Gojo piped in.
At that, Nobara made a face. Megumi stayed silent for a few seconds before starting hesitantly. "...His looks were conspicuous, to say the least. He has pink hair, a large scar on the center of his face that almost split it in half, another one, a small one, beside his lips. He's around our age, and he seemed to be pregnant."
The room was silent for a few seconds.
"And, there's one more, I noticed something underneath all his malevolent cursed energy, It was a familiar curse energy familiar curse energy, and it seemed to be coming from his belly.” Megumi looked like he was forcing himself to get the words out, "It was Gojo sensei's."
Everyone processed this very shocking and very scandalous information, and when it finally clicked, they all turned to Gojo. The man was still in the middle of processing it himself with a dumb look on his face.
"You knocked up a teenager? Absolutely disgusting." Nobara looked gross out.
"Nobara-chan! What a vile accusation!" Gojo snapped out of it and looked at Nobara, affronted. He then turned to Megumi. "Megumi, won't you help your sensei clear up this misunderstanding?"
Megumi grimaced, feeling a little sorry for the man, nevertheless he still told the truth, "It was your really yours"
Gojo's brain short circuited once again. Everyone decided to ignore him. They all think about what this shocking news could imply. No one said it but all of them didn’t believe that Gojo satoru would really go around and knock someone up, a teenager even less. So something suspicious was definitely at play here. And considering how it's linked to Gojo satoru himself, immediate action was necessary.
"We needed to find this person. Even though he didn't exhibit any hostile behavior and no offenses had been done by him so far that we're aware of," Yaga sensei paused, until now they're not even aware of his existence. "Special grades were not something we could leave around unchecked." Principal Yaga addressed Gojo-sensei. "I'm assigning this matter to you as a mission, Satoru. Find him as soon as possible."
After a few clarifications, Yaga sensei dismissed them.
Once his students had left, Yaga-sensei turned to Gojo, his face sombre.
Gojo understood in an instant, “You think there's a connection between this special grade curse user that appeared out of nowhere and the disappearance of Sukuna's fingers ?”
“It's too early to say,” Yaga-sensei gave no direct reply.
“Well, don't stress too much about it, you'll age faster if you do so. Look at those, are those gray hairs?" A tick mark appeared on his sensei’s forehead, and Satoru hastily bid farewell before he was toss out of Yaga's office.