Unknown POV:
This is such a disgrace. To have a meeting like this. This is the country where we were founded in. The shadow that had every underworld organization, gang and supernatural community in the world under its thumb. The shadow that ruled over this country. It was but a clay toy that took whatever shape it was allowed to be. And we are that shadow. Entire world since WW2 realized what it meant to offend us. Whatever the general populace may believe, the people with real power or resources knew what the actual result and ending of the war was. But now we have to conduct our meeting in an abandoned warehouse like some low level thug. And what is this meeting about? A group of weaklings; bunch of insects that were supposed to be merely an eyesore. Whom we could've crushed anytime we wanted. And all eight of us need to be here. This is the height of insolence. A show of our crumbling influence. The result of our singular failure.
"So, what are we supposed to do about this?" Voice 1. Rugged and impatient as always.
"What do you mean?" Voice 2. Curious and childlike.
"You know what he means. There is no point in talking in circles. Clearly, they broke the rules. Our authority is in question here." Voice 3. Calm and emotionless.
"Exactly, let's just get into the topic already, get a verdict and end this farce." Voice 1
"Ara ara~ No need to so impatient. After all meeting after such a long time, shouldn't we atleast have some small talks?" Voice 4. Feminine and seductive.
"No, it isn't. We met last fortnight to order the assassination." Voice 5. Equally feminine but with an unnatural strictness to it.
This reminder led to the entire place go numb with absolute silence.
"My my. Such a brutish way to ruin the entire mood, but that's not why we are here, are we?" Came a disjointed voice (Voice 6) of two people together. Yeah, I forgot they were in combined state right now.
"Exactly. So, let's just focus on the task." Voice 3
"But what exactly is that? some of us can't understand~~. Why do we need a meeting in the first place my dear~~?" Voice 4. Her voice sending a chill down everybody's spine even while being equally seductive. As always.
"Because a Jujutsu brat with unusual cursed energy came in contact with them." Voice 1.
"What do mean unusual?" Voice 2.
"That's not what matters right now. They broke the code." Voice 3.
"A code you explicitly created to have them condemned." Voice 6. A disgusting noise as always.
"So?"
"Oh!! So, the kid needs to be involved." Voice 2. Acting clueless as always. "No loose ends."
"So?" More annoyed this time.
"Well, it was something he bought to my attention." Voice 5 looking pointedly at me bringing everyone's attention.
"Well well~~ My dear, why does your eternally smiling face looks so annoyed?" Voice 4. Always so perceptive.
"It's not the boy that matters." I voiced my thoughts while still keeping my ever present smile. "It's who he is afflicted to and who he has the interest of?"
"Who?" Voice 3.
"He is the son of Fushiguro Toji who sold him to the Zenin clan."
"I see. So, we just need a roundabout way to deal with both him and the dojo. Nothing we haven't done before. I don't understand the reason to bring the entire group here. This could have been informed over the phone and handled personally." Voice 1. Always so impatient. How annoying.
"I called the meeting because we can't." Ah, now it got everyone's attention.
"What do you mean?" Voice 3 sounding almost offended.
"Because the one who's interested in the boy is him." Trying to keep my voice as even as possible.
"Who?" Voice 3. He voiced the collective curiosity of everyone present.
"Him"
Ah, here comes the recognition. And here is the collective silence. Because everyone present knew in their bones who I'm talking about. The brat no, the man we failed to kill. The man that flipped the entire table where the game was played. A goose in the game of snake and ladder. The man who just by existing destroyed carefully crafted balance within the entire supernatural community. The anomaly whom the world itself moved to counter. And the collective pain in everyone's asses. The person currently with the title of being the Strongest Sorcerer.
Megumi POV:
Ok, maybe I just made the biggest mistake of life by joining that dojo.*Sigh* I mean in contrast to the size of place they own, they are quite poor. I guess they are similar to their situation like in the manga. Yeah, that's right, I recognized them from the youngest disciple or something manga. That's the only reason I joined them in the first place. *Sigh* Whatever the fees were quite low and I only have to go on weekends and one other day, probably Thursday. Moreover, I start from next week anyway, so I have around 10 days till I actually see where this is going.
As I made my way to my apartment, I was broken out of my musings by an annoying voice from behind.
"Oi, brat." I turned around to see a white haired face with glowing azure eyes.
"What's with the face?" He had a weird expression.
"Ahh, nothing." He shrugged animatedly bringing his hand to his face. His expression went back to normal making me realize just how feminine it is. His face that is. "Your face is annoyingly close to someone I once knew."
"I see."
"You see, I knew your father and he-"
"I know. He sold me to some clan. It's related to the things only I am able to see, right?"
"Yes, how smart of you~~" Amusement radiating from his voice. "But you see I am not from that clan. I am bringing you a choice."
"What choice?" Come on give it to me.
"Either you can go to the Zenin clan, your father's clan or...you can come with me." Hmm, the decision's clear isn't it?
"What about my sis?" What? Why do I care? She's not even my real sister. "Will she be happy if I come with you?"
"Well, I never took care of any kids before but if you go with the Zenin clan..." He paused; as if remembering something.
"Will she be happy?" Stop it. It doesn't change anything. Fuck!!
" ABSOLUTELY NOT"
Hmm!! Why am I taking this stance? My body moved on its own. Goddamnit, you know who this is. What the heck are you trying to achieve?
"Hmm~~how interesting?" He said in his annoying voice. Interesting? Oh, it's my volume, isn't it? "Don't worry. I will take care of everything." He turned patting my head, filling me with weird annoying nostalgia which again I couldn't place.
Warmth. That's what radiated from him. But for me? A complete stranger? Why?
"Just make sure to get stronger. Strong enough to keep up with me" What's this melancholy in his voice? Should I reply? No, I must reply. I NEED TO.
"I will" I spoke trying to voice as much conviction as possible. He turned, surprised.
"Heh….good." Giving me a genuine laugh. "But remember, it won't easy. After all, I Gojo Satoru am the Strongest."