"ENGLISH"

"JAPANESE"

"THINKING/THINKING"

"TEXTING/CALLING/TEXTING/CALLING"

* = Information in A/N


"Good morning Gojo-sensei!" The entire class speaks at the same time, slightly creeping out Yūji.

"Hello class! I hope you all had took the time to relax while I was gone yesterday," Satoru states brightly inside the classroom. Yūji leans against the wall next to the door and waits for Satoru's signal.

"Now the reason I was gone yesterday was because we have a transfer student from America!" Yūji kicks off the wall and opens the door, she walks in with a bright smile.

"Hello!" Yūji greets brightly with a wave. "Nice to meet y'all!"

"Wow! She's so pretty!"

"Is she really from America?"

"Her accent's so weird!"

"Doesn't she look familiar?"

Yūji gives a small bow. "I go by Yū. Please take good care of me!"

"Yū-chan, I'll have you sit next to Megumi-chan since you met him before," Satoru states while placing a hand in the pink haired teenager's shoulder. She stands up straight and gives her teacher a bright smile.

"'course, Gojo-sensei!" Yūji walks over to the back where Megumi sat with Nobara on his right and an empty seat on his left. Yūji smiles brightly as she sits down. She had the perfect spot to look out of the window.

"Alright! Now that we have Yū-chan here, let's get started! I did say we were gonna have a test today!" Satoru exclaims brightly, making Yūji blink in shock. Oh shit.

"Eh? Gojo-sensei! That's too sudden!"

"Gojo-sensei, what about Yū-san?"

"Gojo-sensei~, you're too cruel!"

"You never said we were going to have a test! Gojo-sensei!"


Yūji taps her feet to a silent rhythm in her mind, twirling the pen in her hand as well. She sighs quietly and writes down an answer.

"Motherfuckerin'–" Yūji scratches out her English answer before writing the same thing she put down in kanji, again. Yūji flips over her test and rolls her eyes with a sigh at the incredibly easy questions.

"I wonder if I could take college classes?" The thought quickly passes Yūji's head once she finishes her test-after making sure she wrote in kanji.

Yūji almost raises her hand, but freezes. "Do they raise their hands to turn in their tests? What'd I do? Should I wait? Jesus H. Christ, this's gonna be harder than I thought. Where's Gramps when ya need 'im?"

Yūji sighs heavily and starts to doodle on her test as she waits for someone else to finish it. It took 10 minutes before the bell rang. Class was over. Yūji blinks and watches as most of her class heaves a sigh of relief, placing their final answers as they stand up. She blinks again before moving to stand as well.

"Gojo-sensei!" Yūji calls out with a bright smile, walking over to the teacher's desk.

"Ah, Yū-chan! How was the test? I wanted to shock my students, so I won't put yours in the system if it's not passing," Satoru asks with a smile.

Yūji hands him her test, her cheeks flushing. "Eh... Actually, I's wondering what I do if I finish tests early."

"Finish tests... early?" Satoru tilts his head, his eyes peeking over his sunglasses. Yūji blinks rapidly and stares at the white haired man's eyes with wide eyes of her own. They were a beautiful crystalline blue with different shades of silver and white–they looked like a clear blue sky.

"Y-yes. I–well, I's always a fast test taker, even if I'd knew the stuff on the test 'r not. I don't really like written tests, 'cause my handwritin's shit–ah, I mean it's crap-so's I like t'get it out the way..." Yūji stumbles over her words a bit, not expecting the shock of seeing Satoru's eyes.

"Of course! Just come up and hand it to me! Is that all you need?" Satoru exclaims brightly, grinning knowingly. Yūji gives him a deadpan expression, her ears turning red.

"Yes. Thanks, Gojo-sensei!" Yūji gives him a smile before she leaves the classroom. She blinks in surprise when she sees Nobara and Megumi waiting for her.

"Gojo-sensei's such an ass. I knew he was gonna do something like that to test you. That test was so hard!" Nobara states with a glare towards the classroom. Yūji blinks again before smiling awkwardly.

"Yeah..." Yūji tugs at a few loose strands of her hair. "Does Gojo-sensei make all of his tests hard?"

"No one passes his classes! He never wanted to be a teacher for normies, so he makes it as difficult as college classes!" Nobara huffs while crossing her arms. Yūji smiles slightly and pats her back in an attempt to comfort her.

"Where's our next class?" Yūji asks in an attempt to change the subject.

"...my dad's class... he teaches phys. ed.," Megumi answers quietly. Yūji blinks before turning towards the black haired teenager.

"Your dad works here? What's he do?" The pink haired teenager turns around and starts walking backwards, too curious to be patient.

"He's not a jujutsu sorcerer, but he's paid to help train and deal with other people. He has zero cursed energy, but he's one of the strongest people we have," Megumi explains vaguely. Yūji gives him a deadpan expression before turning towards Nobara.

"That don't answer shit. Kugisaki, you know any more?" Yūji ignores the small glare Megumi sent her way as Nobara grins confidently.

"Fushiguro-sensei is from the Zen'in Clan. He left the clan because they value cursed techniques over anything else and Fushiguro-sensei didn't have any. He was a non-curse user and a sorcerer killer for a while and only went to the highest bidder for his skills. He had to fight Gojo-sensei at one point and almost got killed by him. Gojo-sensei gave him an opportunity to have a steady flow of money while still working in the shadows," Nobara starts with a small shrug. "Fushiguro-sensei despises the jujutsu world, but he can do almost anything he wants because he's under Gojo-sensei, not the higher-ups."

Yūji nods in understanding, looking up at the hallway ceiling. "He got lucky. I'm a bit jealous now..."

"I shoulda known you from that bitchy family, Fushiguro! Ya look sim'lar to the sexist bitch I met durin' the higher-ups meetin'." Megumi and Nobara glance at each other, not mentioning Yūji's previous statement.

"I didn't know the Zen'in Clan attended the meeting yesterday," Megumi says, making the pink haired teenager laugh.

"They were bitches! I didn't know I's 'placing one of their sorcerers. American higher-ups don't tell me shit 'bout these kinda missions," Yūji says with a small shrug.

"Maybe I should find more info on 'em... The sexist so wan's t'kill me..." Yūji looks back up at the ceiling before turning back around to walk normally. She's at a severe disadvantage here...


Nathan hums cheerfully under his breath. It was a bright, sunny day and hardly any of his students came to bother him. Yūji was gone and as good as dead in Japan and the higher-ups didn't have any binding vows that binds them to the little witch any more now that they transferred them all to the Japanese higher-ups. And, no war was going to happen from a stupid mistake against one of the Japanese sorcerers!

Nathan opens the white gate leading to the abandoned Itadori home. He raises a hand in greeting to a woman across the street. Now, all that's left is to make sure the witch grabbed all that they allowed her to own before leaving.

"It's a bit sad though..." Nathan sighs as he opens the unlocked door. "We might have to send our valuable sorcerers on all those missions. There as at least one good thing with having that witch..."

Nathan sighs again and closes the door behind him. He walks deeper into the absolutely trashed house, slowly making his way to where the kitchen would be.

The house was an abandoned construction project. It was the perfect home for the little witch and her demon of a grandfather. It had running cold water, a roof, and a cheap cooler to keep food in.

Nathan stops in front of a clearly fake wall, right before entering the kitchen. He smiles with a small chuckle and presses against the fake wall. It pops in easily, revealing an old wooden staircase. He throws the fake wall away from him, shivering slightly in disgust.

One of the only downsides of visiting this cursed house, the absolutely awful hygiene of the place. Maybe he should have bought some cheap cleaning supplies for the witch. All this mold and dust will ruin his Valentino Garavani Oxfords.

Nathan slowly walks down the old staircase, not bothered by the lack of light. When he reaches the bottom, he releases a small breath in relief. It'd be awful if the staircase finally caved in and made him fall through. Embarrassing too.

"Now, you little witch and demon... I hope you kept your end of the vow..." Nathan mutters to himself as he walks forward. A fluorescent light suddenly turns on, making the brown haired man wince at the sudden change. He rubs his eyes before blinking rapidly and takes in his surroundings.

It was a pure white room, practically glowing from the fluorescent light. A single, folded piece of paper was seemingly floating in the middle of the air.

Nathan narrows his eyes and walks over. "...no..."

The paper was sitting on top of a pure white table. Nathan quickly grabs it before ripping it open.

"The vault is safe and sound. I ain't giving it back.

- Yūji, the vindictive bitch you shouldn't have messed with."

"You witch!" Nathan shouts in fury, crumbling up the paper and throwing it. It suddenly lights up with cursed energy and blows a hole through one of the pure white walls. The brunette growls loudly and takes out his phone, racing back up the stairs.

"Nathan, what is it? Is the vault alright?" Tiffany immediately asks after answering the phone. Nathan curses aloud when his foot falls through one of the wooden steps.

"Yūji took the vault. Somehow. I don't–the fucking witch wants her revenge and she's–"

"How in the hell did she take the vault? The binding vow should have killed her if she did anything to it!"

Nathan grunts as he rips his foot out from the staircase. "She left a letter. She says it's safe. The witch wrote that she ain't giving it back."

"Shit."

"I told you to make it a temporary mission. I knew the witch was going to do something like this. You didn't listen!" Nathan hisses into the phone. Tiffany scoffs as Nathan races out of the trashed house.

"All of her binding vows are rock solid. There shouldn't be any fucking loopholes. That's why I didn't listen, as you put it. Get back here. We need to find a way to get that witch to tell us where she has the vault." Tiffany hangs up, making Nathan growl. They should have sealed the witch when they had the chance.


Hey! Hope you all like the new chapter! I wonder what's going on... hm?

Lol, I hope you all are enjoying the story so far! It should pick up in the next chapter or the one after with what I have planned. Bye!

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