56 Exotic Brain

At a certain garden, there laid two figure under a patio umbrella having a tea sitting. Each piece of the tea set seemed to be beautifully crafted and ancient. One might even say they were relics of the past. Ancient treasures that were worth hundreds of thousands.

"So how is it? Is it to your liking?" Said a tall man with long black hair tied up, his small eyes made one question whether they really were open.

What he wore seemed to indicate that the man is a Buddhist priest as he donned a gold kasaya with a black yukata robe with sandals. Though the action of the man would question whether they really were a priest with the way he put his feet on the table and using his palms as a pillow while basking in the sun.

"I didn't come here to talk about tea, Kenjaku." A figure sitting at the opposite end of the table said before throwing the cup of tea to the floor shattering it. This person had white hair with a line of dark pink running across the back of the head with robes of dark blue and white.

Looking at them, it was hard to tell which gender they were as they had feminine traits yet held masculine one as well.

The man named Kenjaku shook his head while smiling. "Oh I know, all you do want to talk about is Sukuna. 'Sukuna this, Sukuna that, Sukuna please praise me and with your divine presence!' How sad that he's not here. Truly a disaster!" He said while making exaggerated gestures.

His performance stopped as he felt the temperature of their surroundings drop in an instant. The spilled tea on the floor became frozen, encased in ice and so was their parasol and everything around them. He turned his attention to the opposite side to see his guest in anger.

"Do not speak ill of him, refer as 'Master Sukuna' and not just his name." The ambiguous person said coldly to Kenjaku.

"God you don't know how to take a joke do you, Uraume."

If a glare could kill someone, then Uraume was giving his all into doing it at that moment.

"Oh and please turn off that cursed technique, it's giving me the chills." Kenjaku said while rubbing his arms, but still that smile plastered on his face could not be turned off.

A creepy smile that gave off the impression that the wearer was a sadistic psychopath with high intellectual capability. A man that was not able to feel any sympathy for anyone else but himself. A man with a goal so great but was ready to sacrifice anything and everyone for it to be accomplished.

In short, a crazy but smart man.

That was Kenjaku.

"*Sigh* Alright alright, let's get down to business." He sighed as he watched the ice around them slowly dissipating. Not transforming into water but disappearing from their eyes.

"Ahem! Now we got one goal successful. That is the incarnation of Sukuna, now that he is incarnated into Itadori Yuji. We can commence our goal, the cursed spirits are at our side at the moment as well so things are going pretty well. The sealing of Gojo Satoru will take place at Shibuya 31st October as planned and release Sukuna. The more chaos he makes the better, oh and well you can reunite with him if you want but I still need you on stand by."

Uraume nodded. "Yes, even if I want to return to Master Sukuna's side, I won't. Now is not the time, we've got preparations for the Culling Games after this."

"Right, which brings me to a variable that needs to be gotten rid off."

Kenjaku said as he brought his hands together and opened his golden eyes.

"A variable? What is it?"

Uraume asked curious as to what could cause this much trouble. He knew Kenjaku's prowess, he was one that has witnessed it at its fullest. To know that something could trouble him to this extent, something must be wrong.

"It's a who. And that who is Isao Arai. He has come back to Tokyo."

Uraume snickered mockingly. "Isao Arai? Isn't he just a first-grade sorcerer? I can take care of him."

"No, you can't. In a battle of domain, maybe. But in a head-to-head fight, no chance. And even if you can expand that domain it won't register him. That invisible cursed energy is quite the hassle. Well for a loser that is." He covered his mouth and giggled making Uraume's expression darken and darken.

Knowing that going to far was not wise, Kenjaku continued like nothing happened.

"Anyway! You'll need a barrierless domain like your 'master'. I know this because I watched him last year with the 'Night Parade'. In Kyoto, the guy sent massive waves of storms destroying the cursed spirits there. Frankly he's on the verge of special-grade, but well what's really important is that invisible energy. The real problem isn't beating him but tracking him down so I can't just find him and finish him. And that can lead to problems with the 'Culling Games'."

"Why is that? We can have the incarnated players get him, or maybe just simply ignore him. Unless he gets in our way."

"That's because of his cursed technique. 'Contract' technique as he calls it makes him able to manipulate pacts-"

"And that would bring a lot of problems with you and the Culling Games." Uraume cut him off.

"Bingo! With a pact to lengthen the game, if he can get hold of me or Kogane then we're doomed. Worst case I'll have to play along and make the Culling Games continue indefinitely. That won't be good for either me nor Sukuna."

Kenjaku saw Uraume glare at him and rolled his eyes. "Right, right. 'Master Sukuna'."

Uraume pondered over what was just said. If what Kenjaku had said was right, then a lot of things that they had planned would have to change. If he got into contact with their mole than things could become very bad for them. Their identity may even be discovered taking away the element of surprise.

And that would affect Gojo's sealing.

That could never happen.

"Then what's the plan." Uraume asked.

Kenjaku smiled gleefully, and pointed upwards. "Simple! Who else can solve our problems but the great King of Curses."

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At Toyo's Jujutsu Tech-

"Urgh! Can't they add more vending machines? There isn't anything I like here." A young short girl said exasperated.

She had mid-length orange hair with bangs covering the right side of her forehead. She wore a tracksuit with a white and blue hoodie accented with flower patterns. She seemed to be eccentric and energetic.

"Probably won't happen. Staff here is low in number." The boy beside her said.

He wore a unique haircut as it was long black spiked that jut out in every direction. He too wore a tracksuit that went up of his neck. His was dark blue and light colored similar to clay. This boy seemed to be more on the side of gloomy and silent.

The two were the first year students of Jujutsu Tech. The girl was Kugisaki Nobara and the boy was none other than Fushiguro Megumi.

They had gone here to take drinks for their seniors and themselves when they suddenly felt someone approach them.

They looked to the side to see an oversized man unbefitting of what one would depict as a Japanese man. His height dwarfed the two in front of him, his hair was tied into a top-knot bun. With his tan skin, burly muscles and scar running down the left side of his face.

Made facing him be very intimidating.

"You two must be the ones replacing the third years and Okkutsu, huh."

"Huh? And who the hell are you?" Nobara said as she stood up facing him not flinching nor hesitating from his size.

"Aoi Todo! Fushiguro, right? I've got one question for you."

The man now named Todo took a deep breath before shouting it to Megumi.

"WHAT IS YOUR TYPE OF WOMAN?!" He yelled it out enough to disrupt the flock of birds scaring them away.

""Huh?""

The two were stunned by what they heard. It was so out of nowhere that they couldn't even process it correctly.

"Depending on your answer, I'll beat you to a pulp right here. Okkutsu and the third years, I'll drag them out here out to exchange. And by the way, my type is a tall woman with a huge ass!" Todo said as he ripped out his shirt and grinned widely.

"Why should I discuss my type to someone I've just met."

"That's right. It's a hurdle for someone so anti-social like him."

Hearing his partner just insult him, a vein appeared to the side of his forehead. "Just shup up, you're making this more complicated than it already is."

"Kyoto, third year. Todo Aoi. Introduction's over. Now we're friends, right. Answer me now, I don't care if you're into guys. A person's fetishes reflects who they are. People with boring taste in women are boring themselves."

"And I hate boring men. The exchange event is where my soul can be free as blood boils and flesh clashes. Who knows what I might do if my last exchange event ends up boring me?"

"Sounds to me that's a 'you' problem."

"Please don't antagonize him, you'll make this even more complicated than it already is."

"Answer me, Fushiguro."

Megumi pondered over the question as he remembered his sister saying something to him.

"Being unable to tolerate someone isn't a bad thing, you know? It's just part of your kindness, Megumi. Isn't it?"

Always, she had tried to paint him in the light.

"I don't really have a type. As long as she has an unshakable will, I don't wish for anything else." Megumi said.

To this, Nobara nodded in agreement. "Not bad, if you had said big boobs than I'd have killed you myself."

"Please just shut up."

"I knew it..." Megumi looked to Todo to see him crying. "You're boring, Fushiguro."

With an burst of speed, Todo launched himself at Megumi and pulled his arm back to slam it into Megumi who had barely brought his arms together to protect himself.

But before the clash happened, a figure dropped like a missile between the two creating a huge wave of dust covering everyone.

"What the..." Nobara mumbled as she saw dust clearing.

There the newcomer had arrived with a circular shield gripped their left arm and a wrist guard on their right arm. With dark green hair attached to a ponytail and rectangular glasses, she wore the black uniform. She was one of the twins of the Zen'in clan.

Todo smiled seeing them. "Long time no see, Isao."

"Maki!" Nobara exclaimed in joy.

Maki then pushed forward propelling Todo who quickly got his balance back sliding with across the wooden planks.

She then looked to the side and frowned. "I'd like it if you can keep your classmates in check, little sister."

At that time, another figure appeared to their side. She had the same golden eyes and hair color as Maki but was shorter that only reached the bottom of her neck.

"I was going to stop him." Mai said.

"Heh, with your strength? Not a chance." She snickered.

With that on cue, three new figure arrived. One was a literal panda and the other had white hair with his uniform coming up to his face covering his mouth.

They were Panda and Inumaki.

"Phew! Seems like everything got resolved before we got here. Good thing it did or else he would of come here."

"Salmon roe."

"Seems like the party is getting started." Todo said with a wide smile.

"Stand down, Todo. If you don't then he will come, and you wouldn't want that, now would you?" Maki said as she faced him, not wanting to back down

"Don't you people disappoint me."

"Sorry about him, he's a bit of a weirdo even among sorcerers. Please take his actions as a singular entity and not on orders from the Kyoto division." Mai said as she bowed to them all, apologizing on his behalf before leaving and following Todo.

"Well that was eventful." Nobara muttered as she wiped the dust off her shoulders caused by everyone making their superhero landings.

She looked around and saw everyone staring at her.

"What? Is there more dust on my face?"

Maki facepalmed and sighed. "No but I think some of it went in your brain."

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{AN: The Main Timeline finally started, took more than 50 chapters but I'm finally here. Bunch of wasted time.}