Authors note:
Omg guys! I'm so sorry for the extremely late chapter. I have no excuses, work has me going into lazy mode ahah. But as an apology, here is an extra long chapter 🤍

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All students from the school sit on the stairs as the teachers look up at them from the oval. Gojo stood by himself with his arms crossed, subtlety smiling at principal Yaga's speech.

"For the students who did not attend a certain meeting yesterday, I am here to give you warning." Yaga looks over at all the students with confused faces.
"I will cut it short. There is currently a Curse who is potentially stronger than Gojo and Sukuna." All the students eyes widen at his words, all but Itadori, who sat to the side of the group. Keeping his distance from everyone.
"We do not know his full purpose in wanting to capture one of our students, but it is my job to train each and everyone of you, so you can stand your ground against him until death." He says. Finishing his speech.

One student from the 2nd year raises her hand and Yaga points at her.

"Yes? You." He says.

"Sir I'm sorry to ask such a dumb question, but if you say he's as powerful as Gojo Sensei and the King of Curses. Why is it our responsibility to even be thinking about going up against him?" She says, looking around her, gazing into each individual eye.

"How do you mean?" He goes to say, raising a brow, unimpressed with her question.

"That's why you have called us here, is it not? To fight against him. We are only trainees. What are some mere students against an extremely powerful Curse?" She finishes, without a single stutter in her words.

"You're right..." Maki who had been quite, finally spoke through, stepping into the conversation.

"A mere student is like squishing a bug in his eyes. But why stoop so low and continue to be a bug, when you can train to be more."  She lifts her glasses by the bridge of her nose and smiles.
"In the heat of battle, any amounts of strength is a possible victory. We are here to increase that chance." She fold hers arms, looking her dead in the eyes.

"So we're here to practically train for a 90% chance of death?" A first year boy says, cutting off Maki.

"Of course the stronger sorcerers will attack first. If need be, we will sacrifice ourselves for the cause of you students to deal the final blow." Yaga says, raising his voice.

"I honestly don't see the meaning to this. Why would we lay our lives down for a student who has no meaning to us?" The boy continues to say with a stern expression. He's known to be an intelligent student. Only doing what's necessary was his focus.

"Because this new curse will destroy the country and world if need be, to claim this student. Though as simple as it sounds, we can hand her right over, but we predict a certain someone will get in the way." Gojo says, stepping forward. All the teachers eyes turn towards Itadori, knowing Sukuna is involved.

"And who exactly is this student? If I'm really going to put my life on the line. I would like to know who it is I'm putting it on the line for." After the boy observed Itadori he sees Gojos mask flicker towards (y/n).

"The new runt? The one from the Kyoto school. Are you serious? What does she possess that the curse wants?"

"That is still up for question." Nanami says, standing at the top of the stairs. All the students backs turn around, seeing Nanami leaning against a post. (y/n) gulps the lump in her throat knowing exactly what he wanted her for.

I'm afraid if word gets out that I'm able to give power like that to people. I believe it won't just be Akio after me.

"Great. So, we are putting our lives at risk to kill a curse who wants a pathetic rat and would destroy anything in its way to get that rat, but the King of Curses will interfere if we just sacrifice her to the curse?" The boy continues to say. Gojo smiles and walks up to the boy, bending to his level while lifting his mask.

"Correct." Gojo says. The boys words get caught in his throat when Gojo's eyes peer into his. He huffs a sigh and looks to the side.

"Whatever." He crossed his arms and watches Gojo walk back to his spot. After watching on, Principal Yaga continues to speak.

"As Sorcerers, this is your duty." The students stay quite, afraid to say any more.
"You will be separated into groups of 4. When I call your name, stand beside the teacher assigned to you." Yaga pulls out a slip of paper from an envelope and scans through it before speaking.

"Group 1, assigned to Maki are: Nobara, Yuki, Sana and Hotaru." Nobara sighs with relief and confidently strides over to Maki.

"Group 2, assigned to Nita are: Haru, Asuka, Michi and Hana." Majority of the 1st years raise from their seats and walks over to a woman (y/n) hasn't met yet.

"Group 3, assigned to Nanami are: Yuji, Rei and Kotaro." The boy from earlier and the boy (y/n) fought with during the exam, step up the stairs with their hands in their pockets. However, when (y/n) looked over at Itadori, he was still sitting down.

Is something the matter with him? He looks so sad and drained.

"And the final group. (y/n), Megumi and Teru are assigned to Gojo." The remaining 3 sit ideally as they watch their teacher walk up to them with a large smile.

"Oh look at this, Megumi! What a coinkydink, you're with me!" Gojo pats Megumi on the back as he heaved a long sigh.

"Gojo Sensei. Did the teachers choose who they wanted to train?" (y/n) says, twisting her body around to him.

"You could say. We chose the students who we, as teachers, believe we can train to their upmost potential." He shrugs a shoulder.

"And...I fall into your category Gojo?" She says, stuttering her words.

"When observing your skills at the village, I notice a particular fighting style you use, and I want to know how it works." He steps away from Megumi and crouches on the stairs.

"And me, sir?" The third member of the group casually walks over to us with a worried look in his eyes.

"You, my lucky first year. Have an eerie vibe to you. You radiate cursed energy and you aren't even aware of it. So I'm going to teach you how to use it." Gojo says.

The boy had blonde hair and slightly grey eyes that could be mistaken for a dark blue. He bore these strange markings on his hands that are like straight lines going down his fingers from his knuckles.

"Of course Gojo Satoru, you choose—what you would call the pure line of blood for your group." A tall slim woman says walking towards them from the side. Her hair was a black as a robin and her eyes were as dark as the night. (y/n)'s eyes widen at the thought that she resembled the fox woman from her past.

"Not true. I don't give a crap about that hierarchy bullshit." Gojo says with a stern look written on his lips. The smile that was once there was no longer in sight.

"How funny that you say that. Because the second someone deems stronger then you, you go blood thirsty. Like your counterpart family lines" Her eyes dart towards Megumi in which Gojo reacted and steps between them.

"That was a very long time ago." Gojo says. Her smile bests her and starts laughing.

"Ahaha, was it not only a few days ago those same power crazed eyes showed themselves. We have a perfect cute little witness for that." The woman subtly walks over to (y/n) and lightly holds her shoulders from behind. (y/n)'s ears faintly pick up a small chime from her and instantly looks up to her.

"Tell him my dear. When you saw those eyes for the first time, how did you feel!" She whispers in her ear.

Who the hell is this woman? She seems vaguely familiar, but the atmosphere that hovers around her doesn't even come close to the Lady Inari's... and how did she know about the look Gojo gave me...W-was she there?

"It doesn't matter what I felt. In the end, he did it to protect his students." (Y/n) says, shrugging the lady off her shoulders.

"Oh no, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying he's a bad person. I'm just trying to prove my point that his motives are no different to his counterpart family lines."  The woman looks into (y/n)'s eyes and sighs.
"I guess it would be hard for a young adult woman like yourself to see past those gorgeous blue eyes of his." She steps back as her slim fitting dress skims across the concrete.

"You think my eyes are gorgeous, Yemiko. Well why didn't you just say that in the first place. I get it now, you're just sexually frustrated." Gojo grins bumping his palm on his head.

"I am not, you jerk!!" She throws her heels at him and stomps up to his tall frame, pointing a finger at him.

"You are the most annoying, egotistical bastard I have ever laid my eyes on!" She grits her teeth as her personality changed in a blink of an eye.

"You love me Yemiko, just confess it already. Don't worry I'll understand." He smiles politely with worried eyes.

"You bloody little- agh! I hate you... (y/n)." She turns around and softly smiles at her. (y/n) jumps in her skin as the lady now looks approachable.

"I'm sorry to scare you. My name is Hino Yemiko. I'm from a wealthy family line of Sorcerers that specialise in fighting beside Yokai. I heard you fight along side a Yokai that goes by the name Seiichi, correct?" (y/n)'s eyes widen as they stare into the deep grey eyes of the beautiful woman.

"I... Yes, why?" She hesitates, as the thought of him
vanishing from last night streams into her mind. When she chose Sukuna, was Seiichi still her partner?

"Delightful. The first son of Sei; the meaning of his name that it... It Makes me curious if he truly is, as by his age of course." She squints her eyes as they smile down at (y/n).

"You know how old he is?" She says back.

"Well of course. I managed to grab a look at him last night." She says, winking at her. (y/n)'s eyes widen as she realised Yemiko saw her and Sukuna together.

"A thousand year old fox has white hair or fur with orange, almost golden eyes. Also the way Seiichi moved and spoke is how a thousand year old Kitsune presents itself." She pauses for a moments as she trails off in thought.
"Though, for some reason when I look at him I can't help but think he's older, or just very powerful" (y/n) went silent, unsure what to say.
"Of course what I mean by saying all of this is, you're lucky to have him protecting you during a time like this." She smiles, as she slips on her heels.

"Yea, well..." (y/n) goes to say before stopping herself.

Yemiko's smile dissipates when she realises what she saw last night. She didn't want to mention anything, knowing the higher ups would torment the girl for information. Gojo pushes past (y/n) and pokes his finger.

"Any who! You're in the way of my training, so whatever the purpose you came here for, spit it out." Gojo says, popping his head between them.

"Oh right, the head of the family just wanted to personally train (y/n) herself. As she wields a Kitsune who may reside very high as a noble in the yokai world." She says, shaking her previous thought away. (y/n)'s eyes widen as the word noble slips from Yemiko's lips.

"Seiichi's a noble!" She cuts through Gojo and Yemiko, beaming her large eyes at her.

"Hm?" Yemiko turns around with a confused look on her face. Her brows were raised and eyes were round. She thought the girl had already knew all of this.

"Hmhmha, my girl, do you know anything about Seiichi?" She giggles under her breath facing back towards Gojo, talking about the details of her training.

(y/n) turns around, blanking herself from the crowd. She took a step recalling all the times she's had with Seiichi. Her eye shot open realising she knows next to nothing about Seiichi and his past.

I've been with Seiichi for so long and he has said nothing to me about his past. I know nothing about him. A strange woman can read him like an open book and know more about him than me.

(y/n) looks back towards Yemiko wanting to ask her how she knew, then she realised that this woman has more experience with Yokai than herself.

"No." Gojo says loudly. Yemiko steps back shocked and looks him up and down.

"W-what do you mean no? This is her chance to train with people like her?" She bites back.

"(y/n) was assigned under me, and she's now one of my students. I'm not going to just give up on her and hand her over to a snobby family who will only use her for Seiichi." He scolds, crossing his arms as Megumi and the other student sit behind him.

"Use her! Please Gojo how low do you thin-"

"Am I wrong though?" Gojo raises a brow, unimpressed with the talk he's having.
"Your family would love a Yokai like Seiichi under their name. You'll only rip him away from (y/n) and have him sit beside the head until his death." He continues.

Yemiko's eye falter with guilt and stress. She takes another step back, knowing she's unable to outsmart Gojo.

"I wouldn't be taking him from her if he no longer belonged to her." She grins, straightening her back with pride. Gojo pouts as a brow naturally raised under his mask.

"What do you mean. He never belonged to her, he willingly follows her." Gojo says.

"Does he though?" With a large grin she turns her heel and faces (y/n) and begins to whisper an unknown language.

When she had finished, (y/n)'s heart pounds through her chest, causing her to collapse on the cold concrete stairs.

"What did you do!" Megumi calls out, running to (y/n)'s side.

"A small chant; a language the Yokai kind speak. I merely revealed the seal between her and the fox." She answers Megumi calmly, as she watches (y/n).

When Megumi looked down at (y/n) his eyes widen from the sight before him. He falls back unable to understand what he sees.

When raising her head, everyone before her stood witness to the red markings etched into her skin. A large drop-like dot resides above her brows, in the centre of her forehead with another much smaller below it. Deep red lines almost like scars, travel around her eyes, following the sleek shape of them. Her eyes were bloodshot with pupils like a fox. When she clenched her teeth in pain, small white fang exceeded her normal canines.

"I knew it. I found it unbelievably strange that a 1000 year old kitsune only had 2 tails. He devoted those 7 to you... Of course giving a normal human girl that immense power could only alter your humanity." Yemiko brings her fingers to her lips and crossed her arms. She tilted her head up, thinking to herself.
"Of course the 2 dots on your head and around your wrist signifies a very powerful bounding spell between you and him, but..." she scratches her arms. Trying to make sense of all the information she received from these markings.

"Now what caused him to make such a sacrifice like this?.. it only makes you wonder." She looks back down and smirks.

"What the hell are you doing woman?" A familiar cold voice calls out behind everyone, making (y/n) to gasp lightly.

Seiichi stood at the top of the stairs glaring coldly at the woman. Yemiko's eye glisten in amazement, like she was seeing a god.

(y/n) could tell that Seiichi was extremely pissed. Either something had happened on his end or he was angry at the fact a strange woman exposed their seal.

Which ever one, the energy that's spilling from him is dangerous. He seemed more angry now, then what he's ever been towards Sukuna, and it terrified (y/n)