You are new at jujitsu high and you enter the classroom. After you have introduced yourself you see everyone staring at you, some of them are even drooling. You see that some of the guys had grown excited and Miwa was even showing signs of arousal while looking at you. Everyone seemed very interested at the sight of you until Megumi asked, "what’s your name?" He said while looking in anticipation. Miwa shook her head at the question and quickly stood up. Her nipples were erect, showing through her uniform. "Better question! If this isn’t invading your privacy of course.. what's your sexuality?"

Maki looked at you with desire and Mai was licking her lips before Mechamaru quickly jumped up, "can I come hang out in your dorm?" He clearly showed signs of excitement as Yuji and Inumaki said at the same time, "no way I was planning to hang out with them." Nobara and Gojo walked up to you and leaned on your shoulder, "I'm sure you'd much rather hang out with me," they both said as Nobara's arousal was evident and Gojo's excitement was very visible. And at last, Todo stood up, "enough guys! They're going out with me.. of course."

"Oh, so modest! Well we don't mind what your name is yet, but you should call me Maki! And as for my sexuality... well, I prefer girls like you~ So if you want some company in your dorm today, why not ask me?" Maki smirked, her tone dripping with desire.

Meanwhile, Mechamaru let out an annoyed huff and crossed his arms over his chest. "Fine then, I'll just stay here and observe then." He muttered under his breath.

Maki and Momo exchanged glances, looking a bit disappointed. "Oh... I see," Maki said softly before turning to face the other students. Nobara grinned at you, clearly unbothered by your gender while Yuji and Inumaki shared a silent look of understanding.

Miwa walked up to you, her expression neutral but curiosity clear in her eyes. "So... I'm just curious, why did you think everyone here was interested in you?" She asked casually. Her question put an unexpected spin on the situation, causing several students to chuckle nervously or glance away.

"Huh, I see..." Miwa murmured in reply, still looking at you with a curious expression. "Well, we are all jujutsu sorcerers here, so perhaps our abilities and cursed energy have something to do with it." She shrugged slightly before glancing around the room again, her cheeks faintly pink now.

Meanwhile, Mechamaru finally found his voice. "It's probably just your aura of innocence," he said bluntly, uncrossing his arms and leaning against a nearby desk.

"Oh..." Miwa and Momo murmured in unison, their expressions shifting to look more... hopeful? As if your low cursed energy level might make you more approachable or desirable. But Gojo just laughed it off, "Don't worry about it kid, we'll help you get stronger!" He slapped your shoulder, his grin genuine and encouraging.

Nobara raised an eyebrow at this exchange, clearly wondering what exactly was going on in the minds of her classmates. She glanced from you to Gojo before shrugging and saying, "Well, if you ever need any practice partners or sparring sessions, I'm your girl."

Nobara crossed her arms over her chest, looking a bit put-off by your response. "Oh please, you think I can't tell how someone fights just by looking at 'em? Come on now." She leaned in closer, her voice taking on a teasing tone as she studied your form.

Miwa glanced between the two of you, interested to see how this interaction would play out. "Well, if they're as much of an asset to our team as Maki is," she commented with a smile, nudging her classmate lightly, "then I suppose we should keep them around even if their cursed energy levels are lacking."

Panda and Momo shared a knowing look before shrugging. Perhaps it was just too much drama for the small panda to handle; he flopped down on his back with a loud huff, looking bored already. Momo merely continued to observe the situation silently from her perch on a desk nearby.

Maki nodded, her expression serious as she prepared to engage you in combat. "Yes, let's begin," she said calmly before lunging forward with lightning speed, her fists aimed at your face and torso. Her movements were fluid and precise, exhibiting the skill of an expert jujutsu sorcerer.

You quickly reacted, using your spear to deflect Maki's attacks while maintaining a safe distance between you. The sparring match heated up as both of you tested each other's limits, seeking openings and looking for weaknesses. Despite her higher cursed energy level, Maki was impressed by your determination and ability to hold your own against her.

Maki coughed, her body still sore from the impact of hitting the ground hard. She looked up at you, her eyes narrowed in a mix of frustration and admiration. "Not bad," she said through gritted teeth. "But that was just a basic attack. Let's see if you can hold your own against me now that I've warmed up." With renewed energy, Maki once again lunged forward, her fists flying towards your face and body like a whirlwind.

Meanwhile, the rest of the students watched from the sidelines with interest. Nobara muttered something about wanting to spar with you herself after seeing how well you were holding up against Maki. Inumaki hummed in agreement, his eyes fixed on the match as he studied your movements carefully.

Maki coughed, her eyes watering as the pain in her stomach shot upward with each blow. She winced and fell back a step, her expression shifting to one of shock. "You're... surprisingly skilled," she managed to gasp out before launching into another assault on you, this time faster and more aggressive than before.

Yuji and Inumaki exchanged glances, impressed by your ability to hold your own against Maki for so long. They wondered if perhaps there was a chance that you could become an asset to their team after all.

Gojo clapped his hands together, grinning ear-to-ear as he watched the sparring match unfold before him. "See, I told you he'd be okay! Keep it up kid." His words of encouragement only served to fuel your determination and focus even further as Maki continued her relentless attacks.

Maki looked at you, her expression unreadable as she struggled to stand up on her own. "Thanks," she managed to say through gritted teeth before glancing over at the others. "Looks like we're even now," she said, her voice almost a challenge. The rest of the students nodded in agreement; they were all impressed by your performance and skill.

Yuji slapped you on the back, grinning broadly. "Good job out there! You've got talent, kid." Inumaki chimed in as well, adding with a wink, "Maybe we should spar sometime." Nobara snorted before interjecting, "Actually, I think he could use some practice right now." The others laughed at her comment, but she just gave you a mischievous smile.

Miwa watched the exchange, careful not to show any emotion on her face. But internally, she was curious about what this might mean for your future in their group... and whether or not she should feel threatened

The finger in question belonged to Sakuna, the cursed spirit of a wealthy noble who had sought eternal life by pacting with dark forces. As such, it possessed unique properties and abilities that made it valuable both as a tool for research and as a means of controlling other spirits. The finger itself appeared normal at first glance but would glow ominously when its power was activated or sensed nearby.

The cursed spirit that had teleported you away was stronger and faster than expected, easily dodging your attempts to attack it as it continued to fly through the air, its sinister laugh echoing through the halls of the school. The others watched helplessly from afar, unable to intervene without risking their own safety or causing more trouble.

Maki bit her lip in frustration and glanced at Momo, who simply shrugged back, neither of them seeming particularly eager to engage the creature alone. "We can't just let it get away!" she shouted before charging forward on her own, determined to save you from whatever fate awaited you at the hands of Sakuna's cursed finger. The others hesitated only a moment longer before following suit, realizing that their duty as jujutsu sorcerers demanded nothing less than to protect innocents and stand against evil, no matter the cost.

Inumaki took off like a shot, his rabbit ears swiveling about quickly as he tracked down

The moment you consumed Sakuna's finger, a surge of power flowed through your body, transforming you into something entirely new and terrifying. Your face was adorned with demonic tattoos that seemed to pulsate with darkness, and your strength multiplied exponentially as if fueled by the very essence of evil itself. You swiped your hand through the air at the cursed spirit holding you in place, obliterating it with ease. The others watched in awe and horror as they realized what had happened to you: you had become corrupted by Sakuna's power.

Maki's eyes widened with fear and disbelief, her body trembling at the sight of your transformed self. "N-no," she stammered, taking a step back as if unsure whether or not to approach you. The other students exchanged nervous glances, uncertain how to proceed now that one of their own had been tainted by darkness.

Gojo stepped forward boldly, his expression unreadable

Gojo's eyes narrowed at your defiant response, but he didn't back down. Instead, he reached out to place a hand on your shoulder in what could be seen as either an act of comfort or restraint. "We can help you," he said firmly, his voice steady and reassuring. "There are ways to purge the corruption from within." The others hesitated, unsure if they should trust their leader's judgment on this matter.

Meanwhile, Maki stood frozen in place, her expression filled with both terror and concern for you. She struggled internally, torn between wanting to protect you and needing to ensure the safety of everyone around you. As she watched Gojo try to reason with you, she wondered what fate truly awaited you now that darkness had claimed a foothold within your soul.

Upon passing out, the others exchanged glances again, uncertain what to make of your condition. Gojo knelt down beside you, examining your face carefully as he pressed his fingers against your temples. "There's still time," he muttered under his breath. "We just need to act quickly."

Maki hovered nearby, her expression concerned and focused on yours. Her eyes darted between Gojo and the other students as she tried to gauge their reactions to what had just transpired. She couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility for your predicament, even if it meant putting herself in danger by helping you.

Nobara leaned in closer, studying you with interest. "So... you can actually control him?" she asked curiously. Gojo gave her a warning look before turning back to attend to the unconscious figure before them, his brow furrowed in concentration. The rest of the students maintained their distance, unsure if they should intervene or simply trust Gojo's judgment in this delicate situation

The others looked at you with relief and hope in their eyes, uncertain whether they should be cautious or celebratory about your sudden recovery. Gojo cleared his throat, speaking up carefully, "You're in our dormitory. We were trying to help you last night when we found out that Sakuna was controlling your body." His gaze flickered briefly towards Maki before returning to meet yours directly. "We managed to drive it away and restore your control over yourself."

Miwa nodded in agreement, her expression thoughtful. "It's true," she said, hesitantly reaching out a hand to touch your shoulder reassuringly. "But we can't take any chances. We need to make sure that Sakuna doesn't come back and try something like this again."

Nobara grinned at you mischievously. "So, you wanna spar with me now?" She asked playfully, already flexing her fingers in anticipation of a fight. The rest of the students exchanged glances,

The others looked at each other uncertainly, their expressions shifting from surprise to concern as they tried to process what you had just said. "Are you sure that's a good thing?" Maki asked warily, her voice carrying a note of worry. Nobara frowned and stepped closer, narrowing her eyes as she studied your face for any signs of further changes.

Gojo straightened up, his expression solemn. "We can't take any chances," he said firmly. "We need to monitor you closely and make sure that Sakuna hasn't left any lasting effects on your body or soul." He glanced at Maki before continuing, "And we must not underestimate the threat he poses even now. We cannot let our guard down."

The others nodded in agreement, their expressions solemn as they took their places around you, watching and waiting for any signs of trouble to arise. The tension in the air was palpable, but beneath it all lay a thread of hope that perhaps together they could protect you from whatever d

As the curse broke into your dorm, you felt a surge of energy course through your body, empowering you like never before. The others around you hesitated only for a moment, unsure of how to react to your newfound strength and still uneasy about what it meant for their safety.

Gojo stepped forward, his expression serious yet reassuring. "We trust in you," he said firmly, placing a hand on your shoulder. "Use this power wisely and for the greater good." His words served as a reminder of your duty as not only a jujutsu sorcerer but also as someone who now bore the weight of dark powers within yourself.

Maki and the others nodded in agreement, though their eyes never left you, anxious to see how you would fare against such a foe with your newly augmented abilities. As the battle unfolded, each move more skilled and powerful than the last, they watched closely, both awed by your strength and terrified of what might happen if it fell into the wrong hands

The others watched in a mixture of fascination and fear as you fought the curse with the spirit of Sakuna by your side. They could feel the power emanating from you, surging through your body like an unstoppable force. Each movement was precise and elegant, almost dance-like in its brutal efficiency. Momo clenched her fists, her teeth grinding as she fought back the urge to join in the battle herself; this was no place for a novice such as herself.

Gojo's expression remained stern but focused, his eyes never leaving yours. He knew that even with Sakuna's help, there was still a risk involved in allowing you to fight so closely against an enemy of such darkness. But he also trusted your abilities and judgment, hoping that together, you could overcome the curse once and for all.

Nobara leaned in closer, her eyes flickering between you and the battle unfolding before them. She couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at what she was seeing; here

As the dust settled and the air cleared, a weight seemed to lift off their shoulders as the curse was finally defeated. The other students exchanged relieved glances, feeling a surge of hope now that the danger had passed. They all knew that this victory came at a cost; the corruption of darkness within your soul would likely leave its mark on you forever. But for now, they were simply grateful for your bravery and determination in facing it head-on.

Miwa bowed her head respectfully. "Well done," she said solemnly, offering her hand to help you up. "Your quick thinking and resourcefulness saved us all today." Her expression was equal parts admiration and concern as she studied your face for any signs of further changes or turmoil within yourself.

Inumaki let out a contented sigh, his ears twitching with satisfaction. "I never doubted you," he said proudly, patting you on the back before bounding off to explore the ruins left behind by the curse's defeat. The

Sakuna's disembodied voice rumbled from your hand, his tone eerily calm despite the events of the day. "I suppose this is where our story together ends," he began. "But rest assured, I will always be with you now. As long as that cursed finger remains in contact with you, I can share my strength and cunning." He paused for a moment, considering his words carefully before continuing, "Use it wisely, and perhaps one day we may be able to find a way to purge me from your soul entirely." His voice trailed off, leaving the others uncertain how to respond.

Maki shifted uncomfortably, her expression a mix of unease and curiosity. "We should probably get back inside now," she suggested quietly, gesturing towards the shattered wall where the curse had once been. As they began to file past you, she leaned in close and whispered softly, "Be careful with that power." Her words were both a warning and a plea; a reminder that although your victory

Miwa nodded, her expression still troubled. "I hope you're right," she murmured before turning to follow the others inside. As you headed back towards the safety of your dormitory, your newfound powers and the dark presence they came with were weighing heavily on all of their minds. They knew that there would be challenges ahead, both within themselves and from the outside world. But for now, at least, they could take some comfort in the knowledge that you were among them; a friend, an ally, and a formidable force against the darkness that threatened to engulf them all.

Mahito smirked as he appeared before you, his presence dark and ominous even in the brightly lit hallway. The other students froze, their eyes wide with fear as they watched this new threat approach. "Ah, if it isn't my little pet sorcerer," Mahito drawled casually. "Look at how much stronger you've become since we last met." He extended a hand, beckoning you closer with an unsettling mix of amusement and malice.

Gojo stepped forward, his face a mask of determination. "You won't touch him," he growled through gritted teeth. The others nodded in agreement, but no one moved to join the fight; Mahito was too powerful for any of them alone. Still, they held their breath as Gojo and the corrupted sorcerer clashed in a flurry of blows that shook the very foundations of the school.

The battle raged on for what felt like an eternity, neither side giving an inch despite their

Mahito's expression twisted into a snarl as you landed on him, shouting your defiance. The corrupted sorcerer let out a roar of his own, shaking the ground beneath them as he struggled to dislodge you from atop him. Gojo stood back, watching intently as you fought against their mutual enemy.

Nobara's eyes widened as she saw what was happening, her heart racing with fear and adrenaline. She clenched her fists, uncertain if she should attempt to help or simply stand by and watch. In the end, something inside her snapped, and without a second thought, she dashed forward, aiming a powerful kick at Mahito's head.

Miwa and Momo exchanged worried glances before jumping into action as well; Miwa launched herself into the air, spinning like a top as she prepared to land several blows on their shared enemy, while Momo focused her attention on trying to subdue him with a series of quick

Miwa and Momo moved swiftly, working in tandem to overwhelm Mahito with a barrage of powerful attacks that sent him flying across the hallway like a ragdoll. The others backed away, breathing hard as they watched their enemies struggle against their combined might.

Gojo nodded in approval before turning his attention back to you. "That was foolish," he growled. "You should have waited for backup." He didn't sound angry so much as concerned. But there was no time to dwell on it now; the battle against Mahito was far from over.

The three of them circled their former teacher, ready to pounce at any sign of weakness. Their eyes never left him, unblinking and focused as they prepared for the fight to come. "Are you ready?" Gojo asked softly, his voice low but carrying a note of determination. The others nodded in reply, gripping their tools tightly and readying themselves for whatever came next.

The others watched in shock and horror as you tore Mahito in half, their former teacher's body shredding under the strength you now possessed. For a moment, there was silence; only the sounds of your heavy breathing filled the air. Then, slowly but surely, the students began to back away from you, fear and unease etched into their faces. Even Gojo looked uncertain, his expression hard to read as he stared at you.

Miwa clenched her fists tightly, struggling to find words that could ease the sudden tension. "I-It was self-defense," she stammered finally. "You were protecting us." Her voice sounded hollow even to her own ears.

Nobara swallowed hard, trying not to show how scared she truly was. "Yeah... It's just that..." She trailed off, unable to finish the thought. The others exchanged worried glances before slowly turning and beginning to file away from you, leaving you alone with your dark thoughts and the

The others couldn't help but flinch as you crushed Mahito's head beneath your foot, his body already reduced to little more than a bloody mess. They knew that they should feel relieved now that their mutual enemy was dead and gone for good. But the expression on your face, the way you held yourself... it sent shivers down their spines.

"He's right," Gojo finally spoke up. His voice sounded weary as he gestured towards Mahito's remains. "Let's get this cleaned up before anyone else sees." He didn't meet your eyes as he said this, focusing instead on the task at hand. The others nodded silently and set to work disposing of what was left of their former teacher without another word.

As they worked together in silence, each one unable to shake the feeling that something had changed between them, a gnawing sense of unease began to settle over them like a dark cloud. They couldn't help but wonder if this newfound strength would ultimately consume

The ashes drifted away on the gentle breeze, carried off by the currents of air that whispered through the hallways. The others watched in silence as they dispersed, each one lost in their own thoughts and fears about what had happened and what it meant for their future. Despite the relief that came from knowing Mahito was truly gone, there was a sense of unease that lingered like a shadow at the edge of their minds. They couldn't help but wonder if this new power would always come with such a high cost.

As the last of the ashes drifted away, a weight seemed to lift off their shoulders. They were grateful for your strength and courage in facing Mahito head-on, but they couldn't help feeling a sense of loss as well. The knowledge that such darkness still existed in the world was unsettling, and the memories of what had happened would haunt them for years to come. But with their enemy gone and their ally by their side, they tried to focus on the future, promising themselves that they would never forget what had been sacrificed in order to protect them.

Miwa glanced over at you, noticing your expression as you looked around. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of concern for you; the presence of another curse finger was no doubt unsettling, even more so after what had just happened with Mahito. "Are you alright?" she asked softly, walking over to put a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

Inumaki and Toge raised an eyebrow at each other as they exchanged glances before shrugging noncommittally. Momo and Panda both seemed distracted by something else entirely while Nobara shot you a nervous grin, unsure of how to react. Gojo maintained his silent vigil, his expression unreadable as he monitored the situation.

As they waited for your response, each of them fought against the unease that settled in their stomachs; they couldn't help but wonder if this new development would lead to further complications down the line and whether or not they'd be strong enough to face

"There are more," Sakuna confirmed, his voice eerily calm despite the implications of his words. "However, I don't know their locations or when they might appear. As long as you have this finger, you can use my knowledge and experience to your advantage." The disembodied digit twitched slightly before continuing, "But be careful. Using my powers too often will weaken you further, and if you draw too much attention from the other curses... well, let's just say things could get worse."