"My God, you come from a family of assholes!"
Those were the first words out of Suiryu's mouth, he got a decent snicker from Mika on the matter. "So you see that too huh?"
"Yeah, they came here to kill you by the way,"
"What?!" demanded Nobara. "They have the audacity…"
"The council states they don't interfere with family matters, however, those family matters do not migrate to the school. They take it off the grounds to settle their dispute, but I warned them… in the school, you are MY student, and if anyone comes after you… they come after ME as well."
The room fell silent. "Suiryu…" whispered Mika. "Why would you…"
"I already told them, you don't need me to defend you the least bit. But I take it as an insult that they dictate who is useful and who isn't. Like hell that is going to slide in my presence…" he voice went low, almost like a growl. "That asshole of a cousin of yours lost a bet. One of the ladies who waits on him… beat him in our little bet. So he has to abide by our agreement."
"Wait, when did…"
"I recorded it, not to worry, and just an hour or so ago. Wasn't even a beating to be honest, more like a very pathetic battle." Suiryu continued on. "The bet was this, when I win, the women from the Zenin family are properly trained on their curse energy…" He paused as Mika fell oddly silent. "I want them to be given the chance to learn their power, they won't be able to with that asshat and the other asshats who follow him. Had I lost… I would have had to teach him how to get stronger… but like hell that would have happened."
Mika however appeared worried. "It doesn't matter if they are able to learn their ability or not… Suiryu… this may have made things worst…"
Mika told him about the training pit the family has, the women who may express interest in learning… will be thrown into the pit with no guidance or help against curse spirits the family keeps around for such an occasion. If anything, they will leave them to die, like they always have done. Even if Suiryu offered to train them himself, those who may express interest in learning from him, will be punished before he even gains them as students.
"Shit… I didn't consider that…"
"I'll let them know to keep silent for the time being. Until we can find a way…"
"There will be a way, soon, I swear it" Suiryu vowed. "At the moment, let's get this over with and get these guys the hell out of here. I want to check on Yuuji."
With that, he put his helmet back on and altered his voice. "Later," he said and rejoined the meeting.
#
Their heads cooled off more or less. By the time Suiryu returned, they were about to sit down to business. And of course the first order was of the demon vessel. "Why is that thing still alive?" Naoya demanded. "I thought it was agreed and insisted upon by the elders that the demon vessel is destroyed once and for all!"
The council sighed. "We do not have the means of doing so, as well, what is within the boy now is a greater threat than Sukuna."
"Oh come off it, you mean to tell me that boy has a monster greater than the king of curses within him?! That's impossible! That Tooru chick was blowing smoke up your ass. Granted I heard she was hot, but crazy."
Suiryu was stunned to the outburst, but was even more stunned to the presumably dagger glare Naoya was getting from Satoru. "Yua Tooru is held in high regards by some of those who sit at this table. Mind your tongue" Suiryu warned.
"Oh really? You were in to her weren't you?" he snickered.
Suiryu sighed aloud. "No, I wasn't. But she was the closest thing to a mother that I had." He snapped back.
It stunned the table a little, Naoya however turned to the others, with that shit eating grin on his face. "But of course, no wonder you weren't bragging or even stated you were part of our little… shall we say contest?"
"Contest?" Suiryu muttered.
"That secret game among us sorcerers? Father spoke about it often and how he wanted to try and win that little game, to bang a Tooru. He even joked that if he had and got her knocked up, we may have a stronger Zenin family member! But then again, those bitches… They were hard to find, even harder to convince them to sleep with you huh? I heard he nearly had one to himself… but no one spoke of what happened after. Not like you need a woman's permission…"
Suddenly, Naoya ducked as he reached for something. A chopstick suddenly flew and became embedded into the wall behind him. No one moved, as all eyes came to Suiryu. However he shook his head. "Not my style, also I wouldn't have missed," he said yet poised from his strike was Satoru Gojo!
"Damn, missed" he said offhandedly.
The move startled the proud Zenin man, so much so he appeared rather pale at the notion of Gojo trying to take him out with a chopstick! Naoya wouldn't utter another word of the Tooru family after that.
"Regarding the demon vessel" Suiryu stated aloud as he took command of the room. "Eliminating him is short sighted, considering what he has gained in defeating the king of curses. However, your problems are not yet over with Sukuna, himself. Despite the fact his fingers are destroyed and his power has fused into another. He can still return through objects he kept in his possession. Remnants of said objects can bring him back." He warned. "Yuuji Itadori is your best line of defense should he return."
"You speak utter nonsense, the child is a threat! For that matter, he has not been himself for the past few months. I suspect something has happened to him or he is hiding a greater power" one councilman proclaimed.
'They catch on, I'll give them that' Suiryu thought. "It doesn't matter. Sukuna still has a chance to return, and you want to piss away your ace that can defeat him? Quite frankly, I wonder why Itadori hasn't been added to the great clans here. Everyone's claim to fame here is that their ancestors worked together to defeat the king of curses… Itadori has done so twice and on his own. None of you can make that statement," he said and snickered.
"The demon vessel? Sit among us?! You're joking!" protested Naoya.
"It's not out of the realm of possibility," Noritoshi stated.
"Young master!" the family protested.
"Have any of you seen him fight? How hard he tries and to the best of his ability to minimize death and casualties?" he asked aloud. "I have trained with Itadori a few times, I have an understanding of him as well, and I know he has not abused the power he has obtained. Looking back and within research of my studies, I found that many who fall in becoming a demon vessel, give up the will to fight and allow the demon to take control. He tried… so hard every day to ensure it never happened, my fellow peer who was more concerned about those around him than himself… Why shouldn't he sit among us?"
"For his family wasn't part of the original take down!" protested the council. "We are not adding Itadori to this! He is a demon vessel and needs to be treated as such!"
"Finally some sense is in place…" muttered Naoya.
"You're loss, but I say don't kill him. Or you will make yourselves out to be the bigger fools." Suiryu warned.
"What does it matter to you?" asked Naoya. "It's not like the demon vessel means something to anyone. The kid is an orphan, disposable, very easily disposable. The fact that he is still walking around is an insult…"
BASH!
Although primitive and he was going to eat that later, Suiryu felt it was the… lesser of two evils in a sense. No one moved as they saw the mess he made. Naoya was covered from one side of his head in a rather decadent sweet!
It was really the lesser of two evils. Dessert in the side of the head… or he takes the guy's head off!
"What the hell!" shouted Naoya.
"Look here bitch cakes, if you knew how much I liked to eat, what I just did is nothing more than shocking for those who understand how much I enjoy my meal." Suiryu warned.
Naoya looked around the table and saw Gojo had taken his blindfold off in shock. "That was your favorite dessert!" Satoru protested.
"Damn right, I thought it was better to lose that than for this asshole to lose his head!" Suiryu then glared at him from across the table. "I warned you about insulting my students. Itadori… is more than that to me. Speak ill will of him again, and rest assured. Next time, I take your head."
Naoya wasn't going to take this lying down anymore. "I challenge you, outside, the Zenin clan against the likes of you!"
"Sure," Suiryu said. "Pick the time and place."
The sneer didn't vanish from Naoya. "Outside, right now, in the forest training area. Section A!"
"Wow, accurate, fine with me." Suiryu stood up. "Let's do this. I won't even use a weapon, so use whatever you want and bring whoever you want to."
Naoya smirked. "Fine, led the way"
