Chapter 1: The Golden Sister
The airport terminal at Haneda was entirely blocked off by Jujutsu High personnel. Satoru Gojo stood at the gate, his usual blindfold replaced by dark sunglasses, a massive grin plastered across his face. Behind him stood Megumi Fushiguro, arms crossed, looking thoroughly exhausted before the day had even begun.
“She’s here! She’s finally here!” Satoru cheered, waving a giant, hand-painted sign that read WELCOME HOME, SAORI!
“You’re embarrassing everyone within a five-mile radius,” Megumi muttered, pulling his collar up.
A young woman pushed through the gate, flanked by three attendants carrying high-end designer luggage. Saori Gojo looked like a postcard from the Swiss Alps—flawless skin, the signature snowy white hair of the Gojo family, and bright, crystalline Six Eyes flashing behind fashionable designer sunglasses. She wore a tailored coat that cost more than Megumi’s entire yearly stipend.
“Satoru!” Saori squealed, abandoning her luggage to throw her arms around her older brother. “Oh, Japan is so humid! The air in Switzerland is practically crystal compared to this. But I missed you!”
“Look at you, all grown up!” Satoru laughed, ruffling her hair. “Everyone at the school is dying to meet you.”
When they arrived at Jujutsu High, Saori was an instant hit. She brought boxes of luxury Swiss chocolates for everyone. Nobara Kugisaki was practically drooling over Saori’s limited-edition handbag, and Yuji Itadori was instantly won over by her bright, bubbly, albeit slightly spoiled, attitude.
“So, you’re Megumi,” Saori said, walking up to the shadow user with a sweet, confident smile. She twirled a strand of white hair around her finger. “Satoru talks about you in his letters. You’re kind of gloomy, aren’t you? It’s cute.”
Megumi blinked, shifting uncomfortably. “Uh. Thanks.”
But as Saori basked in the attention of her new classmates, she looked around the courtyard. “Hey, Satoru? Where is she? I thought she’d be here to greet me.”
Satoru’s smile softened into something more serious. “She’s finishing up a meeting with the Jujutsu authorities, Saori. You know how her schedule is.”
Saori pouted, crossing her arms. “She’s always working. She represents the Kamo clan, but she’s our sister.”
Yuji tilted his head, confused. “Wait, Sensei? You have another sister?”
“Not biologically,” Satoru explained, his tone uncharacteristically quiet. “But she’s family. Her name is Yukine.”
