June 2018. Jujutsu High.
"White Zetsu, stop spacing out. This is the transfer student."
Megumi Fushiguro, looking bored as usual, introduced the boy with spiky pink hair standing next to him.
"Hello! I'm Itadori Yuji!"
White Zetsu (currently inhabiting Haruta Shigemo's body) stared at him blankly.
"Hello," Zetsu muttered, shaking Yuji's hand limply.
Six months later... the plot begins.
At the other end of the corridor, Gojo Satoru clapped his hands.
"Alright! The first-years have met! Megumi and White Zetsu will show Yuji around today. Tomorrow, we go pick up the fourth student!"
"Wait!" Zetsu objected. "Why do I have to go? I'm a Senior! I'm repeating the year! Why should I greet a brat?"
"Besides... shouldn't Mirai-boy be teaching Class 2? Why are you always bossing me around?"
"Fushiguro?" Yuji whispered, covering his mouth. "Does this guy have a disease? His skin is chalk-white. Should we call a doctor?"
"Hey! Pink Gorilla!"
Zetsu spun around. "Talking bad about me behind my back? You want to die?!"
Yuji blinked. He pointed at himself. "Pink... Gorilla?"
"You're the only one with pink hair!" Zetsu snapped.
"Chimpanzee..." Gojo stroked his chin. "Yuji's physical stats are pretty ape-like. It fits."
Gojo grinned at Zetsu. "Why don't you just transfer to our class permanently? Zenin-sensei has been ignoring you for six months. Maybe he forgot you exists~"
"Tch!" Zetsu waved his hand. "Mirai-boy is irresponsible... but I'm loyal! When you're in the game, you stick to the code!"
"I like your personality," Gojo laughed. "Remember to come tomorrow. Or you'll learn how painful the real world is."
Gojo waved and walked away.
"That white-haired monster!" Zetsu gritted his teeth. "Always threatening me!"
Megumi sighed. Even if this guy gets exorcised, his mouth will keep talking from the grave.
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The Training Ground.
Zetsu led Yuji and Megumi toward the detached faculty cabin.
"My buddy?" Yuji whispered to Megumi. "You're saying that Clown-Face guy is a Cursed Spirit?"
"It's totally different from the curse we fought at the school! He talks! I thought he was just a weird human!"
Zetsu's current body still had the scars on the corners of his mouth from swallowing the Dragon-Bone sword. It gave him a permanent Glasgow Smile.
"Shh!" Megumi warned. "He can hear you."
"PINK GORILLA! TAKE THIS!"
Zetsu spun around and punched Yuji in the chest with full force.
THUD!
The force was equal to a grown man's punch. Maybe a bit more.
But to Yuji, the "Tiger of West Junior High," it felt like a mosquito bite.
Yuji stared at the fist on his chest. He blinked.
Zetsu stayed in the punching pose. Silence stretched.
One second. Two seconds.
Behind Zetsu, Megumi was frantically gesturing: Fake it! Fake it or he won't shut up!
"OHHH!!"
Yuji grabbed his chest and fell to the ground, writhing dramatically. "IT HURTS! THE PAIN! MY RIBS!"
"Hmph!" Zetsu crossed his arms smugly. "Consider that a lesson! Don't mess with Senior White Zetsu!"
He turned and walked toward the cabin, leaving Yuji "dying" on the grass.
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The Faculty Cabin.
Zetsu told the boys to wait outside and went in.
Megumi looked at the door. "That's where Zenin Mirai lives."
"The Zenin Clan Head. Maki-san's brother. And a Ten Shadows user like me."
"But in six months... I've never seen him."
...
Inside.
Mirai sat on the sofa, surrounded by piles of ancient books. His Mangekyō Sharingan was active, scanning pages at high speed.
"Hey, kid," Zetsu complained. "Aren't you bored? You've been reading those lousy books for six months."
"This is the condensed knowledge of a thousand-year-old sorcerer," Mirai said without looking up. "Finishing it in six months is fast."
These were the Barrier Technique manuals from Kenjaku. Mirai was mastering them.
He glanced at the door with his crimson eyes. He saw the two boys outside.
The Vessel and the Shadow.
"Speak," Mirai said to Zetsu. "What is it?"
"Hehe."
Zetsu grinned. The caterpillar around his waist spat out a pink revolver.
"Recharge me. That bastard Gojo is making me go on a mission tomorrow."
Mirai caught the Crimson Lotus.
A withered branch shot from his shoulder, connecting to the gun.
Red energy flooded the weapon.
Click.
Fully charged.
Mirai tossed it back.
"By the time you come back from this mission," Mirai said softly, "my research will be complete."
"What does that mean?" Zetsu's eyes lit up. "Is The Plan starting?"
Mirai smiled.
"Cherish your school life, Zetsu. It won't last much longer."
"Go have fun."
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