Execration Exordium

***Date Finished:***:

***Setting:***: Tokyo and Kyoto Campus

***Characters Involved:***:
**Tokyo Jujutsu High Students**: Shitoya Kushi, Kenta Zenin, Nayun Kim, Byakko Kizen, Saki Kugimota, Rei Kamisori, Tokitatsu Higashibojō
Tokyo Jujutsu High Faculty: **Atsumori Wakino, Zentetsu Mizoroge**
**Kyoto Jujutsu College Students**: Fujishida Seichi, Ryujin Iruma, Hanma, Renji Kamo, Kazuki Fujiwara
**Kyoto Jujutsu College Faculty**: Kairen Ichimatsu
**Cursed Spirits**:

*The world of jujutsu has experienced a shift from its previous eras, the sorcerers seem to be in a stagnant stage, with very few popping up lately. It is now time for the next generation of jujutsu to prove themselves to be worthy to carry on the mantle of their predecessors. Will they be able to display their might and let the world know who they are?*
## Haunted School Chapter 1

Inside of the many rooms that are within the Tokyo Jujutsu High School, in the main office there were many higher-us present. Looking to discuss the next generation of jujutsu sorcerers and the fate that will follow them. Yes, this meeting between the faculty members of both the Tokyo and Kyoto high schools is for the upcoming Kyoto Sister-School Goodwill Event. The multiple teachers in the room were waiting for the arrival of the head principle of the Tokyo school who seemed to be running late for this important event.

*Creak.....* The clearly old door opened up slowly, showing how long this facility has been active for, with some of the doors not being up to date with modern advancements. "Ahem, excuse me.." Shutting the door quietly, the lady's presence commanded respect and authority coming from her juniors and her equals alike. Grabbing a wooden chair with the grasp of her hand like telekinesis, she sat herself down with the rest of the council.

"Is there any particular reason you would come late, Lady Atsumori?" One of the Kyoto executives questioned the responsibility of the principle for running late, while smirking.

"None in particular. A lot on my mind right now, I'm sure you would agree." Responding back with a snarky remark to the man, he shivered with anger after hearing this from Atsumori, but kept himself calm enough to not display it outwardly.

"As you guys know, with the absence of teachers there had not been a lot of new sorcerers on our enrollment. Which begs to question how we should move forward with the new ones who we got and seem to be inexperienced?" Atsumori told the others who were in the room a rhetorical question, as she already had an answer in her mind to it. "We hone their abilities with this next goodwill event, and see how far they will truly go." Closing off this ceremony with a quick, short and easy solution to the problems they've been facing.

As the sun gazed down upon the streets of Tokyo, the area was lively as it always has been, with no shortage of people trying to make it to their next commune and start off their day. One spiked-hair kid got onto the train which led him to the outskirts, as he got out he made sure that there was no one else who was going to follow him to where he was going, as he was going to the school for the supernatural. This weekend felt like a long one, and Shitoya couldn't wait to start up this week with the school event.

Making his way own the pathway into the academy, Shitoya looked around to see if anyone else arrived before him, always looking to make things a competition, he jumped forth in excitement that he was the first to make it here. "Anybody home!?" Laughing hysterically, he looked onto the others who seemed to be arriving just at this moment.

Just making his up the pathway was a tall man with a dark blue pompadour haircut, he stopped for a moment at the sight of Shitoya standing in the middle of the entrench way. An annoyed look crossed Kenta's face that quickly turned to anger, as he got closer, his face twitched more and more before he ended up barging past him "get out of my way Shitoya!!"

Walking up the passway, her nose deep into a book was a girl with a ponytail and brown eyes. Nayun looked up from her book only to see the two boys fighting and resisted the urge to sigh, merely giving both of them a slightly judging glance. "Don't do this at 8 in the morning." Putting her book in her bag, decorated with stickers, she carefully maneuvered around both of them, trying not to get irritated.

"Well, this sure is interesting! Shit, where's my camera?!" Saki scrambled, trying to find her electronic. A fight before the event even started would be interesting. She would hate to miss an opportunity to film it. Her search came up empty. She moved on to other things. "Ah well." She looked around for opportunities to pass the time. Eventually, she settled for resting her legs. She climbed up a short cobblestone wall, barely above shoulder height. Then sat down to have a bird's-eye view of everyone as they arrived.

Smacking his lips snarkily, Shitoya looked at Kenta with an annoyed expression on his face for ruining his fun. "You're the one in my way! You looking to start a fight you punk?" Rolling his sleeves up, Shitoya was an impulsive boy who did not care for any rules or proper etiquette and took any chance or opportunity to face someone off in combat. "We all know you wouldn't hold a candle to me.." Taking another hit to Kenta verbally, he was trying to incite a reaction from him, forcing him to want to fight back.

Shitoya then turned his head towards Saki and Nayun who just arrived and seemed to be spectating what was about to go down. "If you don't want me to do this early in the morning, then you shouldn't have fucked with me." Spitting on the ground, he looked back at Kenta.

A vein began to bulge out of Kentas' forehead as he his angry grew more and more "you fucking what mate??", Kenta got straight up in Shitoya face "I'll put you in the ground you shit". His fists balled up with such force that it almost broke the skin.

While Saki watched the scene with glee, she didn't really like Shitoya's choice of words. "Don't look at us like we're the ones who insulted you! That was all him." She said, pointing down towards Kenta. "Oh boy, is this going to be a story for Rei." She relaxed herself, beginning to lay horizontally on the wall. Leaning her head over to watch what seemed to be an inevitable conflict.

Smiling at the reaction he had gotten from Kenta, Shitoya got closer to him as well to the point that their eyes were locked in with eachother, doing this just to spite him even more, he started to laugh in his face. Grabbing him by his collar, Shitoya looked at Kenta deeply before raising his fist up, trying to get a hit on him. "You asked for it." Imbuing his right fist with cursed energy, he was going to connect with the face of Kenta and give him a beating that his parents never gave him before.
In response to Shitoya initiation of combat Kenta imbued his knee with curse energy "let go of me or else" his words carried a lot of weight to them what ever he had planned would not be good. "FUCK IT" he screamed straight into Shitoyas' face as he brought up his imbued knee with great force straight for Shitoyas' crown jewels.

As Nayun watched what was going on with the interest of someone watching a car crash, she finally gave into the urge to sigh and did so, seeing as they appeared to be using cursed energy to start a fight around ten minutes before class. Turning on her phone and putting on headphones, she started listening to music instead of the two yelling, getting back to her spot in the book. Sure she could get a teacher, but it would also be a bit too much effort, and she couldn't get in the middle of the fight without using her technique.

"GAaH!" In response to getting his family jewels kicked right at point blank rage, as he yelled out in agony his punch went towards Kenta and connected to him sending him back. "O MI GAWDDDDDDD!!!!~" Shitoya continued to scream out like a hooligan from the pain inflicted onto him by Kenta, this was something he has never felt before, something that was greater than any attack he ever had faced from an opponent...

Pointing at Kenta, "YOU"LL PAY FOR THIS YOU BASTARD!" Shitoya placed his palm on his head as his legs gave out and he dropped to the ground from the kick.

Kenta was stumbled back from the hit he just endured "FUUCK" the punched was more then expected and caused his nose to began to bleed. Kenta crouched down to the ground clutching his nose to try and stop the bleeding "I THINK YOU BROKE IT". Whilst attempting to stop the bleeding he looked over at Shitoya and seeing him in such a worse state amused Kenta to the point he began to bust out laughing "HAHAHA YOU TALK A BUT GAME BUT LOOK AT YOU" he mocked before he raised back to his feet "should of gotten out of my way".

Nothing had happened for a few moments. With both boys comforting their wounds, Saki spoke, “Is that it? Boooring.” Her head was lying on the stone, which was incredibly uncomfortable. So she raised her arms up and rested her head on them instead. Closing her eyes and beginning to rest, it seemed the fight was over just as it had begun.

"Oi, Oi... What the hell's even happenin' here...?"

A new voice entered the fray, with the loud sound of geta sandals hitting the floor accompanying the spoken words. Soon enough, a tall young man appeared on the scene, a coat worn over his shoulder and a hand holding a cigarette close to his mouth. He clearly seemed annoyed at the mess, judging from how his other hand was rather insistently tapping on the handle of one of two Katana held at his hip.

"Yer causing one hell of a ruckus... Do I really have to be the mature person in the room? Me, of all people?"

Getting back up from the ground, Shitoya crawled himself up to his feet after the arrival of Rei and did not want to look like a wimp in front of everyone. “Fuck off Rei.” In response to him being the more mature person in the situation.

Stretching out, Shitoya decided to walk into the school.

After hearing Rei's voice, Saki immediately shot up. "Ooooooh, if it isn't my favorite person in the whole school." She spoke, nearly teleporting over to Rei with how fast she ran. Appearing directly in front of him, if not a few inches to his right. "Hehehe, how have you been shorty?" She said it teasingly. Poking his cheek while trying to get a reaction. She was unable to hold back her smile.

A pale teenage boy with a rather short stature walks past what seems to be a conflict, slightly tilting his head he wonders “A fight? Perhaps I could use this situation to elevate my standing.”, all while slowly walking toward the Higher Ups’ coordinates.

"Show me the way first." Rei responded to Shitoya's insult, chuckling briefly to himself before turning to look at Saki. He sighed, barely resisting the temptation to puff a cloud of smoke in her face in response to the nickname.

"We're literally one inch apart, Kugimota-san. Props to you for admitting you're short." He quipped; "That aside, how's it going? Did any of ye lot cave their skull in or something?"

Walking up a pair of stairs, a golden-eyed man with black hair approached the location of a painful noise he heard about a half-minute ago. Using his eyes to scan the area, Zentetsu could see several individuals resembling students just standing around. "Is there any reason as to why you all are standing around and not in class?" the inquisitive teacher asked, quickly glancing at each student with slightly squinted eyes, a hint of disappointment in his voice.

“I- well… Hmph,” admitting defeat, she backed off. “You’re not so cute when smoking, you know.” She said, glancing up at the arriving teacher. She grabbed hold of Reis hand. "Oh, nothing, just leaving now!” She said before tugging on his arm as if to say time to go.

"...Wait wha-"

Rei didn't even have time to argue his point before being dragged away by Saki, his cigarette staying comically in place for a second before falling to the ground. Soon enough, they were out - with the slightly shorter student coughing from such a sudden action.

"Bloody- Didja really have to do that? It was my last cig!"

”GOOD!” Saki yelled.

Nayun finally put her headphones and her book back in her bag, looking at the group with slight indifference. Turning to the teacher, she spoke simply, "I wasn't involved in it." Then she walked away, over to where the classes probably were. She hadn't made many friends here aside from a few, but she was fine with that. Kept everybody safe.

"shit" Kenta whispered to himself at the sight off the teacher, with his sudden appearance all his angry seemed to disappear. Kenta not wanting to cause more of a scene infront of a teacher, blocked the remaining blood from leaking out his nose with a tissue before walking of into the building.

From behind the Teacher, a younger girl walks up, she eyes gleaming like dusk. "and I... have just arrived..." the young girl chimes in, somewhat monotone, a blatant look of distaste and slight disappointment, almost as if regretting coming to school. While not mentioning it, her expression doesn't hide the fact she may have heard what was going down for a while now, and didn't make her presence known on purpose. "Kizen, Shiroe. I hope I haven't missed anything important?" Shiroe switching from her previous demeanor to a more professional one.

***BRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG\*!*** and with that the bell rang, to notify all of the students that were on campus to head to their classes, starting off the school day.

Shitoya walked through the halls, going straight to his classroom after the embarrassing display at the courtyard. The others would follow along as it was quite a small school, with each student sharing the same teachers. He sat himself down on the desk, kicking his feet up without a care in the world. "When are we going to do the event?" He asked professor Mizoroge.

The door squeaks ever so slightly, a student who had made an unnoticed entrance a while before reappears. He apologizes for his tardiness, and announces his name, “Hello, I'm Tokitatsu-”, before he can finish his sentence, he grimaces and wonders if he had entered the wrong class. Regardless, he walks toward the back of the class, and takes his seat, having forgotten that he hadn't mentioned his last name.

Kenta sat leaned back on his chair watching as the new arrival made his way to the back, "*what a weird guy, with competition like that I'll be fine*" he thought to himself. Whilst in thought Kenta learned further and further back until he eventually fell of onto the floor with a loud thud.

Saki looked jused by her teachers ignorance. She didn't really consider herself a 'nerd' really. But when this line of work could mean the deaths of so many people, shouldn't teaching the next generation be a task completed by capable hands? Her gaze darted over toward the source of the noise. She immediately forgot what she was thinking about. "Ugh, boys are so clumsy,” she complained under her breath. Turning to Rei, whom she chose to sit by, "You're probably the clumsiest."

"Yada yada yada." Rei commented, arms crossed as he tinkered with his uniform's collar. He felt uncomfortable not wearing his usual loose clothing, but hey - if following the dress code spared him trouble, he'd follow the dress code.

"At least I don't fall off my chairs, do I now?" He joked, looking at Kenta with his arms crossed while emulating his chair-leaning... Before falling right onto the ground himself.

Saki rapidly lunged forward and grabbed ahold of Rei's chair. Only after the fact did she process the action. Momentarily saving him from the same fate as Kenta. "This is why you don't lean in your chair, stupid." She said before letting go. Causing the chair to fall with Rei in it. "You were saying?" She continued, gazing down at him.

Over on another chair and trying to focus on the teacher, Nayun looked at the two fighting. She had wanted to ignore the other people around her and focus more on the teacher so she could actually tell what he was saying. Nevertheless, she walked over to Rei and offered him a hand, helping him up. "Are you okay?" While her voice was carefully composed, it did seem like she cared, as she returned back to her spot.

Kenta shot straight up to his feet with his entire body clenched up from embarrassment "PIECE OF SHIT CHAIR BROKE" Kenta roared out as he stomped on his chair rapidly. He stomped on the poor chair over and over again until nothing was left but a pile of broken wood and metal, now without out a target for his angry Kenta seemed to calm down and sit at another chair.

Shiroe remained silent the entire time. She walked to her spot silently, she sat silently, she observed silently and she judged silently. But a Kenta caused a commotion she couldn't help but give him a disapproving, criminally offensive side-eye for a split second. The grip on her blade which rested in its case tightening with anger. She sighed, thinking to herself that this goodwill event may as well be lost. Nonetheless, Shiroe tried to remember not to judge things at face value, taking a deep breath and relaxing as she let her blade down by her side. So, she sat in silence. Once more. *("I want to go home...")* being the only thought in her mind.

Not even concerned in the least about the behavior of his classmates, Shitoya just followed along with all the tomfoolery that was going on. "*Embarasiiiiiing~*" Looking at Kenta falling down on the chair, he quipped with a zesty tone. "You guys really are some klutzs" Yawning, he was getting tired from the daily shenanigans, looking for something to fidget with, he grabbed his pencil out of boredom. "Aw man, where's the fun?" Complaining once more.

Just as Kenta pulled out a knew chair to sit on, Shitoyas insult reached his ears setting him on in a gentle rage "*this wanker*". Kenta turned his head so tha the could look Shitoya in the eyes "aren't you the one who started crying after just one hit" he said in mocking tone like he was trying to hold back laughter but there was still a hint of anger in his voice.

A smile appeared on Rei's face at the realization that Saki had just saved his ass from one hell of a shitty situation... Until he realized what the hell she planned on doing.

"...You motherfu-" He mumbled before falling with his ass to the floor. Staring at the girl that had decided to shame him all throughout with a death-glare that could stop a rushing bull.

When Nayun offered him a hand, he stood there for a second before taking it. He didn't utter a thank you before looking at Saki once again - slowly raising his fist into the air, just next to his face.

"I'll give you a ten seconds headstart." Rei commented bluntly as he prepared to open a can of whoop-ass right back on the girl.

"Oh, don’t be silly, Rei Rei.” Saki replied, turning her attention to the teacher. She was ready to get back to class if the teacher would do anything. Twirling a pen in between her fingers while using her other hand to hold up her head. It’s palm pressing against her cheek.

After a few seconds, she could still feel Reis gaze. Like a piercing bullet, it went right through her. Eventually turning back toward him. Her eyes widened as she seemed to be showing traces of fear. "Wait, you really…” understanding what was happening finally. She thought for a second about what to do.

Suddenly, a red arrow appeared over Reis shoulder. Poking at it to grab his attention. Saki vanished silently, dashing out of the room as her pen fell to the table.

Noticing the fight that was starting significantly closer then the last one, Nayun finally let herself sigh. Zipping open her bag and looking around in it, she took out a small scabbard made to be affixed inside clothing. Using the commotion to pass undisturbed, she fastened it to the inside of her jacket sleeve before getting out her phone and starting to watch a horror movie with the sound turned off and the subtitles in Korean.

Annoyed, with disappointment growing ever more. Shiroe opened up the case which held her sword and strapped it onto her waist, simply letting the empty case fall with audible *thud* onto the floor. She was no longer hiding behind her professionalism, letting an annoyed expression take place. One hand gripped on the scabbard, tightening around it. The other, tensed and ready to draw at a moments notice. Shiroe is pissed, plainly, and obviously.

Rei looked in the direction the arrow appeared in - and in that moment, she was gone. He sighed, smirking with an almost comical level of anticipation, as he dashed out of the room himself.

"YOU AIN'T RUNNIN' FROM MEEEE!" He screamed as he chased after her, following her Residuals as he would to find a Curse.

”IT WAS JUUUST A JOOOOOOOOOKE!!!!” Saki pleaded. Refusing to stop, even for a moment, she turned her head to see Rei chasing her. “AHHHHHHHHH!” She screamed. Letting out a slight cry for help, turning back to face front. She turned just in time to avoid colliding with one of the school many walls.

Meanwhile at Kyoto Metropolitan Curse Technical College, the students were already in their designated classroom, preparing and training for the day that's about to come. Kairen Ichimatsu was no slouch of a teacher, and took the performance of his class as his top priority as their professor. Walking towards the Big Three of the school he looked at them with eyes of judgement with a stern expression.

"Are you guys supposed to be the best we got? Goodness gracious..." Scoffing at them, he put his hand in a straight form and karate chopped the heads of all of them. "PUT MORE EFFORT INTO IT!" Like a drill sergeant, Kairen scolded his students.

A girl with navy-blue hair stood up straight as Kairen yelled, trying to look like she was focusing on what he was saying while also spending as little attention on him as possible. Ryujin had already gotten used to his...interesting manners of speaking, but only to the point where she was better at getting around it. "I'll try harder next time."

"Ouch! What you do that for?" Preclaimed one of the students, a tall young man with white hair now itching his head. "Me and Kazuki are working hard, while Renji over there is just standing in the corner mumbling to himself!"

In the corner indeed stands a tall man with a glooming aura to him, talking quietly to himself with a monotone voice.

"I know right," pausing for a moment, "I swear I can feel that creepy aura around him sometimes," said a young man standing next to Hanma. His arms crossed over, interlocking each other as he stood his ground against Kairen's usual punishment. Despite being a first year student, he had already gotten used to Kairens unique way of teaching. He scuffs, looking over at Hanma itching his head before continuing, "Oh well, nothing you can do about it."

"Hey don't be rude." Ryujin jokingly chided Kazuki, sitting down in her chair as she briefly considered playing music, before glancing at the teacher and deciding against it. Luckily since she wasn't big three she didn't get a head chop. "Besides, at least he's interesting to be around. Though to be fair, all of us are." Even though she was generally socially active, she still thought it was rude to talk about someone who wasn't. A smile was on her face, as it had been with increasing regularity since the goodwill event had been announced.

Kairen looked angrier than before at his students, with a vein bulging out of his forehead popping out. "Do you think the other students at you guys grown age are just sitting here goofing around!?" Although he didn't know just how bad it also is in Tokyo. "Disappointment is an understatement. If I don't see you guys out there putting 100% of your asses to work during this event, you shall receive a punishment much worse than loss...." Threatening his students if they didn't live up to his expectations, Kairen opened the door to the class, walking out and signaling his students to follow him.

Hanma, now visually exhausted and irritated, stands up from his chair and starts following Kairen, still itching the top of his head after his teacher's scolding. "Come on teach, we just sat down for a break.

Ryujin followed Kairen, having mostly been ignoring his tirades, which could be called strange to start with. She was friends with a few of the Tokyo students, and even Kairen, the embodiment of a buzzkill couldn't ruin the idea of seeing them again. So she hummed the intro to a song as she walked behind Hanma.