The next day Akumu stood behind a door dressed in colours of white and black. After many trials and tribulations, he finally arrived at his first class.
He knocked once, only for a voice to immediately shout him in.
It didn't take long for him to identify the most noticeable people in the room. The first was a woman with snow-white hair that disturbingly reminded him of Owari, followed by a much smaller orange-haired boy next to her. He felt he had seen these people somewhere, but he just couldn't figure it out.
The next was another boy similar to him in height with blonde hair and blue eyes, but what was more unique about him was the sheathed greatsword that rested next to him. And finally, there was the person he had met much more recently. It was the girl whose room he had walked into the other day. Her brown hair which matched her eyes reached not that long past her shoulders. Akumu could feel her staring daggers into him.
Well.. it wasn't just her who looked at him like that, but the entire class. They already knew what he did the other day.
The teacher's glasses rested on his nose, hiding his pale yellow eyes which matched the colors of his wild messy hair which resembled a lions mane. He was wearing a white lab coat without a shirt, exposing his chiseled and toned chest muscles and hair. His sleeves were rolled back which exposed his thick arms coated in thin lines of blonde hair.
"My name is Omo Yasei, but just call me Sensei Yasei, or just Yasei. Greet yourself to the rest of the class then!"
He wrote his name on the chalk behind him, but everyone knew who he was already. he just quickly bowed, and sat himself in the only free seat, in between a meek looking boy with dark blue eyes, and the other with the intimidating greatsword.
Omo was currently giving a history lesson which Akumu found pretty ironic. His last lesson in a normal school was history, and his first in a Jujutsu school was history too. He was teaching about the two great clans which the jujutsu world in Japan centered around. The Gojo and Kamo clan.
After the end of the lesson, the dark eyed student introduced himself as they walked out the classroom together.
"I'm Hagone Zenin. Do you need someone to show you around? You looked quite lost yesterday."
"Yesterday?"
While looking for the dorms, Akumu had asked a lot of people for directions, so he didn't really remember many of them. It seemed Hagone was one of those people.
"So.. I heard you managed to get a peek at Yukiko."
Akumu was confused at first but, putting two and two together he figured out that the person he was talking about was the brown-haired girl from earlier in the classroom. He immediately turned pink as he shouted,
"IT WAS JUST A MISUNDERSTANDING!"
Right after he said that, all the nearby students started to look at him awkwardly. He wondered why, but he could feel something intimidating standing right behind him. And to his dismay, it was Yukiko.
"You.. You!"
Akumu tried to talk, but everytime he tried to say something he couldn't help but think about Yukiko yesterday. It was really just a giant mess.
"You went through something terrible.. I can understand that.. you were assaulted by Ken... I can understand that... but trespassing into the girls dorms, and breaking into my room!?? Unacceptable!"
'You left it unlocked???'
"You humiliated me! I won't allow it! I formerly challenge you to a ranked battle!"
"A ranked.. what?"
Hagone quickly explained it for him,
"The school here has a ranking system to measure the performance of a student, along their grade. Of course, you can take normal exorcism missions, but increasing your rank will let you grade up faster and take more difficult missions. If you can increase your rank, you can get credits and exchange them for cursed tools from the workshop as well."
Then Yukiko loudly spoke over him, "We will also have a binding vow invoked on the fight, the loser has to become the slave of the winner for a whole month, so be prepared."
Without giving a chance for Akumu to decline, Yukiko quickly ran away.
All the female students looked away from Akumu in disgust while the male students could only watch with jealousy. Sensing the tension, Hagone dragged Akumu away from the scene.
**
Hagone brung Akumu to an empty dojo room that rested just outside the school. A single old lady was kneeling towards a wall filled with a variety of cursed tools. It wasn't difficult to deduce that she must've been a sorcerer, albeit a retired one, bur Akumu struggled to sense her cursed energy. Even the strongest of sorcerers could only suppress so much of their power, so when he took a look at this woman he wondered how powerful of a person she was really.
"Grandma?"
The old lady then awakened from her slumber. Her old gray hair was tied up neatly in a bun as she wore a black kimono.
"So you brought a friend today?"
"He's a new student who transferred over from that destroyed school."
The old lady then glanced towards Akumu. She slowly stood up, and seemingly teleported in front of Akumu, and yet the air shock as if a bullet train just passed by.
Akumu took a step back from surprise. Despite her visibly old age, she was very agile. Who the hell was she? Just now, she moved just as fast as Senjuro.
"This generation of sorcerers are so lazy. They have all this technology, but 100 years ago there were just a few hundred of us, and yet we could handle everything even better!"
Although this was true, the number of curse users had increased too, making them the primary threat of today's society.
"Your body is brittle, your arms are thinner than a twig, can you even run for more than 5 minutes?", she asked.
Akumu's heart stopped as he was barraged by the sudden wave of insults.. but he knew most of those were true, without cursed energy at least.
"Oh please, I can already hear what your thinking. Just growing proficient with Cursed energy isn't enough, you need a strong body to utilize it to its fullest too."
'Well I guess that's true.. wait a minute..'
He slowly turned his head towards Hagone who was grinning at him. Then he realised what was going on.
'That bastard!'
Although his intentions were good, Hagone had brought him here to train and get stronger. If he was going to catch up to everyone in 6 months, then he needed to train like heck.
The Old woman smiled as she commanded the two to have a mock battle with each other, to see what the current Akumu could do.
The only rule was no cursed energy, this would be a simple sparring match of technique.
**
The two boys stood within a sumo ring, facing off against each other in fighting stances.
The first one to be pushed out the ring, would be the loser.
"3.. 2.. 1.. go!"
The two boys quickly dashed at each other. Akumu managed to reach the centre first, securing the safest position in the ring. He managed to throw a full left hook at him. Yet, almost instantly, Hagone grabbed onto his attacking arm, and used the momentum from the punch to throw him out of the ring, into the nearby wall.
The fight lasted only 30 seconds.
The old woman breathed a sigh of disappointment before covering her eyes in embarrassment. The shocked Akumu had severely underestimated Hagone because of his appearance.