Eventually, they reached their classroom.
The door slid open, revealing Megumi Fushiguro already seated, calmly reading a book. He looked up the moment they walked in—and immediately slammed his book shut.
Megumi's eyes locked onto Aidan. The sheer density of his aura hit Megumi like a truck. He instantly recognized a Zenin Special Grade.
Yuuji bounced in. "Megumi!"
Megumi didn't respond. His hands were already forming shadow signs beneath his desk. His Shikigami were practically screaming at him to summon something—anything—to defend himself.
Nobara marched past, still fuming. "There's a Special Grade Zenin in our class, Fushiguro! A ZENIN!"
Megumi's jaw tightened.
"Nice to meet you."
Megumi stared at Aidan for a long moment, the tension in the air thick enough to cut. Then, slowly, he relaxed his defensive stance, though his gaze remained wary.
"Megumi Fushiguro," he replied shortly, not moving from his seat.
Yuuji practically shoved Nobara out of the way. "Fushiguro! Did you know there was a new student?! He's super powerful!"
"I can see that," Megumi muttered dryly. His eyes flicked back to Aidan, studying him carefully. The boy seemed polite enough, but Megumi knew better than to trust first impressions especially when it came to someone as powerful as a Zenin Special Grade.
Nobara flopped into her seat dramatically. "I feel like I'm sitting next to a nuclear warhead. A polite nuclear warhead." She pointed a thumb at Aidan. "You seriously said 'Nice to meet you' like you weren't carrying Cursed Energy enough to level Tokyo."
Yuuji laughed. "See? He's chill!"
Megumi rubbed his temples, realizing their chaotic trio had just acquired a member who could arguably kill God. "Yuuji, a polite Special Grade is terrifying. That means he has restraint."
Nobara slapped her desk. "EXACTLY. A Zenin Special Grade with manners? That's basically a shark that introduces itself politely before eating you."
Aidan just stood there.
Gojo strolled in like he owned the place, hands in his pockets, blindfold slightly askew. "Alright, kiddos! Settle down, settle down!" He paused, seeing Aidan. "Oh, you made it! Awesome!"
Nobara stood up. "SPECIAL GRADE! FIRST YEAR! WHAT THE HELL, GOJO?!"
Yuji bounced.
Gojo waved her off dismissively. "Relax, Nobara-chan~ He's only *slightly* more dangerous than Sukuna." He patted Aidan's shoulder. "Aidan here will be in your class from now on. Give him a warm welcome~"
The classroom went dead silent.
Yuji's grin faltered. "More... dangerous..."
The mouth on Yuji's cheek tore wide open, revealing Sukuna's eye, swirling with pure, malicious fury. The temperature in the room instantly plummeted.
"THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?!" Sukuna roared, his voice shaking the walls. "More dangerous than ME?! A BRAT?! I'll turn that little Zenin shit into paste!"
"Calm down king before I show you why I am better than you."
The room went dead silent. No one had ever talked to Sukuna like that. The mouth on Yuji's cheek widened.
"You're..." Sukuna's eye narrowed, swirling. "You're challenging me?!"
Gojo chuckled, covering his mouth. "Oh, this is good. Very good."
Nobara's jaw dropped.
"You're lucky you're inside yuji's Otherwise would be dead."
Sukuna's veins practically bulged in Yuji's cheek. The arrogance radiating from Aidan made even the King of Curses see red. "You little SHIT! If I had my body, I'd peel you apart while you were still screaming! Don't think that fancy Zenin blood saves you!"
Gojo started laughing maniacally. "He just threatened Sukuna!"
"Sounds like you can't do anything then you little bitch."
Sukuna absolutely *lost it*.
"YOU BRATTY LITTLE FUCK! I AM THE KING OF CURSES! WHEN I GET MY BODY, I WILL SKIN YOU ALIVE AND FEED YOU YOUR OWN SPINE!"
Yuuji slapped his own cheek. "Sukuna! Chill!"
Gojo was practically crying with laughter, leaning on the doorframe.
"Like I said little bitch."
Sukuna erupted in absolute, screaming fury.
"I WILL FUCKING END YOU! I WILL ERASE YOUR ENTIRE BLOODLINE! YOU ARE DEAD, YOU HEAR ME?! DEAD!"
Yuuji frantically slapped his cheek again. "SUKUNA SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
Nobara was trembling, mouth hanging open. Megumi looked spiritually traumatized.
"I would love to see you try king of bitches couldn't beat Gojo one on one."
Sukuna froze. That... hit a nerve. A massive, raw nerve. The entire room felt his Cursed Energy spike violently.
"YOU WATCH YOUR MOUTH, YOU INSIGNIFICANT FUCK!" Sukuna roared. "GOJO GOT LUCKY! LUCKY! I WAS INCOMPLETE!"
Gojo wiped a tear from his eye, grinning madly.
"I'm done talking to the weak curse."
Sukuna absolutely exploded. "I WILL KILL YOU! I SWEAR TO GOD, WHEN I GET OUT OF THIS BODY, I WILL FIND YOU AND I WILL MAKE YOU REGRET BEING BORN!"
Sukuna was absolutely apoplectic with rage. He screamed and swore and threatened, but Aidan completely ignored him, turning his back on Yuji's cheek. The disrespect was so absolute, so complete, that it only enraged Sukuna further.
"ARE YOU IGNORING ME?! I AM THE KING OF CURSES! LOOK AT ME WHEN I TALK TO YOU!" Sukuna roared, the veins on Yuji's neck bulging from the sheer volume.
Yuuji slapped his cheek hard, effectively silencing the tantrum. "Shut it! You're embarrassing!" He turned to Aidan, eyes wide.
"You..." Yuji whispered, genuinely impressed. "You just told the King of Curses to shut up."
Nobara looked like she was watching a ghost. "You ignored Sukuna. You just... ignored him. Like he was a barking dog."
Megumi stared at Aidan. "The disrespect... is legendary."
Gojo was wheezing.
"It really wasn't anything."
Gojo stopped laughing and leaned forward, his grin practically splitting his face. "Modesty! From a Zenin Special Grade! I love it already."
Nobara slowly sat back down, looking like she'd just witnessed a miracle. "You just casually dismissed the most dangerous Curse in history. Just 'wasn't anything'."
Megumi rubbed his temples. "We are so dead."
Gojo cackled. "Dead? Why? Because our new classmate just displayed levels of balls and disrespect that would make the gods weep? Nah, we're just witnessing the birth of a legend right here~" He pushed off from the doorframe and sauntered towards Aidan.
"So, Aidan Zenin," Gojo said, his voice low and serious. "You just told the most feared entity in existence that he's a 'little bitch'. Care to explain yourself?" His eyes sparked with manic excitement. He loved this kid already.
"Because he's weak and isn't able to live on his own."
"Weak..." Gojo repeated, processing the audacity of the statement. "You know what? You're not wrong. Compared to you? He *is* weak right now. Parasitic."
Nobara looked horrified. "You're calling Sukuna... WEAK?"
Megumi shuddered. "The King of Curses... is weak."
"Anyways, what do we do for school here?"
The sudden change of topic had them all blinking. Gojo grinned, his earlier seriousness melting away. "School? Well, we have basic curse energy control classes, combat training, theory lessons... the usual." He chuckled. "But honestly? Most days are just survival training and going on missions."
Gojo gestured dramatically to the class. "You'll be in training with Yuji, Megumi, and Nobara. They'll be your sparring partners."
Nobara immediately pointed at Aidan. "He's sparring with US? I look like I'm about to DIE sparring with him."
"I can hold back."
Gojo threw his head back and laughed. "Hold back?! Kid, you just insulted the King of Curses to his face. I don't think you know the meaning of holding back." He wiped a tear from his eye. "No, no. Spar with them normally. See what they're made of." He winked.
"You do realize I have the strength to demolish a building with a punch, right?"
The classroom collectively shit themselves.
Nobara's jaw dropped. "A BUILDING?!"
Yuuji's eyes went so wide they were practically moons. "You can demolish a BUILDING?!"
Megumi looked like he was calculating exit strategies. "With a PUNCH? Not a domain expansion, not a cursed technique? Just... a punch?"
Gojo just... grinned.
"Yes, partly because I'm a half-cursed spirit and partly because my heavenly restriction is just amplifying my already incredible physical strength."
"Half-cursed spirit... heavenly restriction..." Gojo murmured, his eyes gleaming with interest. "So that's why you can casually insult Sukuna and not get blasted into oblivion. Your curse energy is insane." He paused, then snapped his fingers. "You know what? New rule."
"No hitting the actual school building. The repairs come out of my budget, and I prefer spending my money on sweets." Gojo grinned maniacally. "You wreck the walls, you're paying for it."
Nobara looked at Yuji. "We're sparring with a walking nuke."
Megumi sighed. "We are absolutely going to die."
"How about instead of physical sparing we show each other our Cursed techniques?"
Gojo's grin widened. "Now THAT I'd like to see~" He clapped his hands together. "Everyone! Sparring's cancelled. We're doing technique demonstrations instead!"
Nobara sighed in relief. "Thank god. I wasn't ready to dodge building-level punches."
Yuuji bounced excitedly. "I wanna see Aidan's technique!"
"Which one?"
The entire room froze.
Yuuji blinked. "...Which one?"
Gojo's smile nearly cracked his face. "Excuse me? You have more than one?"
Megumi looked like he was physically in pain. "You have multiple specialized techniques?"
Nobara threw her hands up. "Of course he does! He's a building-demolishing, Sukuna-insulting freak!"
"I have five actually."
Silence. Absolute, suffocating silence descended upon the training room.
Gojo's blindfold slid down slightly as he stared, his manic grin frozen in place. "Five? FIVE different Cursed Techniques?"
Megumi looked like he was going to be sick. "Most Special Grades struggle to master *one*. You have *five*?"
"Well, technically four I can't really use the last one until I meet a curse spirit and make it submit to me."
Gojo's eyes went wide beneath his blindfold. "Wait, wait, wait—you need a curse spirit to use one of your techniques?"
Yuuji leaned in, fascinated. "Like... a living curse spirit? Not a cursed object?"
Nobara crossed her arms. "So you're saying you have a technique that requires capturing and subduing an actual free-roaming curse?"
"It's called cursed spirit manipulation. I neither need to defeat them in battle nor can just submit to me and I basically can collect it like a Pokéball but instead of keeping it in my pocket, I have to swallow it and I can summon them whenever I want."
The silence this time was heavy. Suffocating.
Gojo actually stepped back. His Six Eyes were probably screaming at him right now. "Cursed Spirit Manipulation... That's Suguru Geto's technique." His voice was uncharacteristically serious. "That's a Special Grade technique on its own. And you have FOUR others?"
"Yes, I have Star Rage, Shine, the 10 Shadows Technique, and Idol Transformation."
The silence this time was... absolute.
Then the screaming started.
Nobara grabbed Yuji by his uniform. "FIVE TECHNIQUES?! THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE! NO ONE HAS FIVE TECHNIQUES!"
Yuji was staring at Aidan like he was a god. "You have the TEN SHADOWS? Like Fushiguro? AND Cursed Spirit Manipulation? AND Star Rage?! AND SHINE?!"
Megumi's face turned pale white.
"Yes, and unlike him, I mastered every Shinigami, including Mahoraga."
Gojo suddenly laughed. "Damn it. I was hoping you were bullshitting us." He ran a hand through his hair, messing it up even more. "You really can summon and control the Ten Shadows? Including Mahoraga?"
"YES!" Gojo shouted, actually slamming his fist on the desk. "TEN SHADOWS, CURSED SPIRIT MANIPULATION, STAR RAGE, SHINE, AND IDOL TRANSFORMATION?! AND YOU CONTROL THE SHADOWS AND CURSED SPIRITS?!"
Nobara looked like she'd never recovered. Yuji was staring at Aidan with pure awe. Megumi was just... stunned.
Megumi looked spiritually broken. "You... you mastered Mahoraga. The unstoppable Shikigami. The one that requires a suicide pact just to tame." His voice was hollow. "And you just... mastered it. Easily."
Gojo leaned back, processing. "Star Rage. SHINE. Ten Shadows. Cursed Spirit Manipulation. And Idol Transformation." He counted on his fingers.
The room went deadly silent again. Everyone had forgotten Sukuna was there. His voice echoed eerily. "shine. That's MY technique. How does a human have MY technique?" His voice grew dangerous. "Answer, human." His heated
"I don't have to tell you.yuji Can you please shut your Tenant up?"
Sukuna's eye widened, then twitched violently. "How dare you... I will tear that arrogant tongue out of your-"
Yuji, however, was already slamming his palm against his own cheek. "Dude, I AM trying to shut him up! He won't stop screaming! He's like a parrot that won't stop!"
"Anyways, are you still doing that cursed technique showcase or?"
Gojo snapped back to reality, his manic grin returning instantly. "Oh, we are *absolutely* doing the showcase. I'm not letting you skip out after dropping that nuclear bomb of information."
He clapped his hands loudly. "Aidan! You're up first. Pick one. Just one. Don't blow up the school."
he used idol transformation on the ground to make a statue of Gojo.
Gojo's eyes widened, his mouth opening and closing silently. The statue was an incredibly detailed and accurate replica of Gojo, right down to the messy hair and confident smirk. The entire room stared at it in silence for a full minute. Then, Gojo burst out laughing. "Holy shit."
Nobara's jaw dropped. "That's... that's actually... that's SO GOJO."
Yuji circled the statue, poking the cheek experimentally. "It even feels like skin!"
Megumi's eye twitched. "You turned your cursed energy into a statue of the most annoying man alive. With *perfect* proportions. The *perfect* posture."
Gojo walked up to the statue, admiring his own marble face. "This is magnificent. Look at the jawline! The blindfold texture! The absolute aura of superiority!" He wrapped an arm around the statue's shoulders like they were best friends. "I'm keeping this. This goes in the Tokyo campus lobby."
Megumi rubbed his temples. "Don't encourage him."