58 New Enemies

"Are you sure about this Madara?" Within Madara's office, two figures sat on a small couch behind his desk, as they stared at him with furrowed brows.

The first figure was Satoru Gojo. The first figure was Gojo Satoru, as there was no mistaking the blindfold and the silver hair. The other figure was a man with short blonde hair who was dressed in a suit. He wore goggles on his eyes, and his expression looked a bit dull.

"Yeah." Madara nodded with a small smile. "And how strong is he?" The blonde haired male asked. "Pretty strong in my opinion Nanami." Madara said. "I guess the rumors are true." Nanami sighed and said. "That's not the issue. There was something odd about his domain. I can't put my finger on it." Madara said as he thought deeply.

"Doesn't matter. I think we can take him." Satoru replied as he stretched his back. "Don't tell anyone about this...or at least not yet." Madara said, as they nodded.

"So how is it going with the first years?" Madara asked, as he focused on the stacks of paperwork staring at him right in the face.

"It's great. We divided them into two classes, A and B, with three students in each class." Satoru said, as Madara nodded. "Also, you won't believe this, but the son of Zeni'n Toji is in my class." Satoru spoke with excitement. " I see." Madara pauses for a while and nodded. "The most unbelievable thing is, his cursed technique is the Ten Shadows Technique, just like Kurama." Satoru spoke with a small smile, as both Madara and Nanami looked at each other and nodded.

"I see. Keep an eye on him, and train him." Madara said. "We'll need powerhouses in case we are to descend into another war." He added as he twirled his pen. "Okay!" Satoru nodded and walked out with Nanami as Madara reclined in his seat, and closed his eyes. "Knock! Knock!" A few minutes later, he heard a knock on his door, as he sat up abruptly and fixed his collar.

"Come in." He said, as the door opened and

a figure walked in, with a tray of food. "Good morning love." The figure who had just entered with the tray smiled, as Madara emptied his desk of all the papers and took the tray gently and placed it down.

"You didn't have to Mei." Madara smiled, as his second wife Mei walked forward and sat in his laps.

"Why not? You didn't come home yesterday. Do you know how worried we were?" She smiled and planted a small kiss on his forehead. "I had a lot of work to do, but I'll make sure I come home tonight." Madara smiled and kissed her lips softly. "Promise?" She kissed him back and purred in his ear, as she began to kiss him deeply and undo his buttons.

"We..are...at work." Madara spoke in between grunts, as he tried to resist her advances. "So what?" She took off his tie and raised an eyebrow, before continuing to kiss him. "Wait, wait. Let's not do this here okay. You know Satoru can come in at any moment." Madara lightly pushed her back, as he took deep breaths and said.

"Fine." She stood up reluctantly, and arranged her dress. "If you don't come home tonight, you're dead." She walked to him And gave him a long and deep kiss, before whispering in his ear and leaving.

Madara sighed, as he rearranged his clothes and reclined in his seat again.

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At the shore a massive ocean, several figures could be seen relaxed on the beach as they enjoyed the cool breeze.

"You're a hard man to kill Kenjaku." Two of the figures conversed; one , a short humanoid cursed spirit with a head that resembled the mouth of a volcano, and the other, a tall handsome man dressed in black robes. His long hair was tied, and he had stitches on his forehead.

"I couldn't let my 5000 year old plan be foiled by two brats. I sealed parts of my

soul using an ancient technique in all of my vessels. So when one vessel dies and the soul is destroyed, my consciousness is transferred to another part of my soul. Unless all of my vessels are killed at once, I can't die." The tall handsome man replied with a sneer. "The whole point of that escapade was to test the real strength of those two, but I didn't necessarily succeed in that." The handsome man known as Kenjaku sighed and said.

"What do you mean?" Volcano head cursed monster looked at Kenjaku with a bit of surprise. "I did test the real strength of Gojo Satoru, and all I can say is, he is unparalleled, but for Uchiro Madara, he defeated Geto Suguru in a mastered Nephilim state with two attacks. That is scary." He chuckled and said.

"Whatever. I think we can take them." The volcano head cursed spirit rolled its eyes and smirked with pride.

"We can't take them on our own Jogo, we'll lose badly. We need someone who can at least defeat one of those two, so we can handle the other by ourselves." Kenjaku said, as he picked up a rock and flicked it, causing it to skid across the surface of the ocean creating ripples.

"And who do you have in mind?" The volcano head cursed spirit known as Jogo asked with a frown. "The honored one, Ryoumen Sukuna." Kenjaku said with a small laugh, as he walked to the rest of the group consisting of a stitched up blue skinned humanoid cursed spirit, another humanoid cursed spirit with one of its arms bandaged and two tree roots growing out of its forehead and another one that looked like a red mini Cthulhu.

"Why him?!" Jogo asked with a frown. "I started this plan about 11 years ago. If Sukuna can take down Uchiro Madara, then we can band together and handle Satoru Gojo. And even if we can't defeat him, we can seal him. At that point, if Sukuna hasn't won against Uchiro Madara, we can band together and destroy him and do the same for Satoru Gojo if he ever gets released.

"The plan is feasible, but last time I checked, Sukuna's been dead for more than a thousand years." The blue haired, blue skinned, stitched up cursed spirit spoke with a sneer. "You're wrong Mahito." Kenjaku chuckled. "Sukuna is alive, and you're probably going to see him in action very very soon." He smiled murderously....

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...Tokyo Supermarket..Kikusuya....

"Oi Madara. Didn't know you liked desserts!" A tall handsome young man was sitting within a small restaurant eating a plate full of tasty dumplings. He was dressed in a round black long sleeve sweatshirt, and wore long white pants. His golden hair was tied into a ponytail behind him and his expression was twisted into one of pure bliss.

Suddenly he turned his head around when he saw a familiar figure with his usual blindfold walking and waving towards him with a smile.

"Satoru. What are you doing here? Don't you have like a date with Utahime or something?" The blonde haired young man sighed and said, as his expression turned sour. He couldn't even enjoy his favorite dumplings in peace. "My date with Utahime just ended-wait, how'd you know that?!" Satoru looked suspicious as he looked at Madara.

"Come on everyone knows you're going out with Utahime. Ieiri made sure of that." Madara chuckled as he picked up a dumpling and ate it. "There goes my reputation of most handsome bachelor." He sighed and said, as Madara rolled his eyes.

"Waiter!" Satoru raised his hands enthusiastically and called the waiter who was an old woman. "Let me have two sweet dumplings, and package three extra sweet dumplings for me please." He said with a smile, as the old lady smiled and got to work.

"What about you, Mr. Principal. Aren't you supposed to be home with your women?" Satoru teased, as the old lady brought his order. He then picked one dumpling and placed it in his mouth with a smile.

"I'm completely drained man." Madara exhaustingly placed his head on the table, as the dumpling which was in Satoru's mouth fell out due to his mouth being opened so wide.

"I know how you feel brother. I completely understand. It happens with Utahime too. Who knew female sorcerers were such beasts in bed." Satoru patted Madara's shoulder as Madara raised his head and put a dumpling in his mouth. "Tell me about it." He sighed and said as he ate.

Madara raised his head, as both of them laughed and ate. However in the next second, their senses picked up on something terrifying, as they looked at each other, nodded and disappeared the next second.

"Where are they?" The old lady walked into the restaurant before looking around in shock. The next second, she collapsed to the ground. No one knew whether it was due to how they both vanished mysteriously, or whether the man with the blindfold forgot to pay his bill.