'Janey I'm super, super nervous. And I think I'm still jet lagged too.'

'Oh don't worry so much Gigi you'll be fine. Just be yourself and you'll be okay, yeah?'

'Just be myself? That's what I'm worried about. I'm super clumsy and I'm an actual airhead to boot. I bet it wont take long for the other students here to think I'm really weird and call me a freak.'

'You're going to an actual Jujutsu school, where everyone deals with otherworldly powers and real curses… and you think the people here are gonna call you a freak?'

'I know it sounds dumb but…'

'Oh come here you silly girl. You really, really will be fine. I mean is it the language barrier? You only just started learning Japanese short of three months ago and I think you're doing really well. Plus, I'll be here to help you as your interpreter if you get stuck.'

'I suppose. But, I still don't know... I am pretty weird.'

'No weirder than anyone else Gigi.'

'How was you experience at the Kyoto school though?'

'It was fun actually! It's a little bit different down there but you'll see that when you visit during this transfer. But the JSGBE want you to do most of your training here in Tokyo.'

'And you're gonna be doing research too?'

'And training too. Plus I can visit my mum's family too while I'm here.'

'I guess it's not so bad then. I guess I can meet up with Nikki while I'm here too.'

'She's your friend who moved over here a few years ago right?'

'Yeah, her dad moved the family over because he works for the British Embassy in Tokyo.'

'That's cool, at least you have a friend here too.'

'I feel a bit better now. Thanks for calming me down Janey.'

'It's okay girl. We sorcerers have gotta stick together y'know, especially us outside of Japan. We're like, super rare.'

'Like shiny Charizards?'

'Like shiny Charizards.'

'Well I suppose I can still do my regular training too. I mean, shiny Charizard or not I'd still like to try out for the national gymnastics team and maybe go for the Olympics. Ugh how far is this place we've been walking for ages… I HATE STAIRS!'

It wasn't my idea to come to Japan. Hell no. I was on the other side of the world, away from my friends and away from whatever stability that was holding my life together. All I had was Janey and I doubt she was going to be with me all the time on this trip.

I was sent to Tokyo by the Jujutsu Society of Great Britain and Europe, on the sole basis of having some formal Jujutsu education. They called themselves a society but it was little more than a few super rich people with barely any cursed energy between them, giving out orders. There was a handful of us who could be considered actual sorcerers, meaning that handful were the only ones that could fight. I often thought I sounded pretty ungrateful toward the JSGBE, but that's only because they've pretty much raised me since I was twelve since my mum died.

The director, Old Man Wilson became my legal guardian and while he made sure I had a roof over my head and that I was fed and clothed; he wasn't a parent toward me really, but similar to those really rich absent parents; he sent me to a private day school. Old Man Wilson had said I was potentially the "first saviour of Western Jujutsu" or something like that though. They were willing to let go of me for nearly two years so I could have a proper Jujutsu education and get some real experience fighting and using my own techniques.

Ha, my own techniques. I knew how to use them, sort of. I never really got the chance to unleash anything, thus; I was massively out of practice. We get a few curses pop up here and there across Europe, but more often than not they're pretty low level and easy to deal with. They have been getting more powerful though and we needed to find out why. I would train and assist Janey with research and stuff. Old Man Wilson insisted that while I was over here I figure out how to use my abilities properly, through doing missions with the school. And he also insisted that I had to meet the "boy with the six eyes." I had heard of the "six eyes" but didn't know much, in fact I was just picturing a boy literally with six eyes and I had to have a giggle to myself.

Janey would be my translator as I hadn't been learning Japanese all that long. She was half Japanese through her mum who emigrated to England. Her mum Kiyoko was a sorcerer, but left Japan after meeting an English guy who was holidaying in Tokyo. They hit it off, despite there being a huge language barrier and eloped, moving back to the UK where Kiyoko helped out the JSGBE and eventually had her daughter Jane. She was cool though; twenty years old, she had her own car and a regular job outside of sorcery. She was a little bit taller than me, with perfect clear skin, bobbed dark brown hair and such a kind smile.

I trained with her a lot back home and Trey too. Trey was a little bit older than me and was offered the chance to do his final year in Tokyo too, but he decided against it. He had promised his girlfriend a night out or he was playing GTA or something.

I had to think though, it would be nice to train with others though. If there was one thing us Western sorcerers were good at, it was hand-to-hand and martial arts. All of that was ground in to us from being kids. I got both my black belts in Aikido and Taekwondo only just last year, but then again I had spent most of my life up to now doing nothing but training and going to regular school.

'Gigi. Gigi you in there? We're here.'

'Oh. OH Okay. Sorry I was just um…'

'Spacing… out?'

'Yeah, um I was kinda internally narrating my story up to now.'

'Gotcha.'

This place was massive and surrounded by a noticeably powerful barrier. I mean it took us forever to even get up this huge amount of steps that led up the side of the mountain to where the school was. It was impressive though and the views were nothing short of stunning.

The school itself however resembled an old Buddhist temple. Everything was beautiful to the point where I was utterly gobsmacked. We were stood in a large courtyard busy ogling the architecture surrounding us, until a voice came seemingly from nowhere.

'Hello there, you must be Giulietta and Jane. We've been expecting you. Welcome, to Tokyo Jujutsu High, my name is Masamichi Yaga and I'm one of the teachers here.'

Jane and I were faced with a fairly tall, somewhat muscular man with an interesting beard and an oddly cute cat-lion plushie looking critter stumbling about behind him. Glancing at the cat-lion thing, I could instantly tell it was a cursed corpse. We both acknowledged the man by bowing at him as we replied. Thankfully, due to the meagre amount of Japanese I had learned up to now I understood he was introducing himself and I knew the correct response.

'Thank you Sir. I am Giulietta Gray, I'll be attending Tokyo Jujutsu High from now.'

'Ah Miss Gray, your Japanese is quite good. We're delighted to have you as a transfer student.'

'Thank you, but I've not been learning for long.'

'And I'm Jane Murata-Dawson. It's a pleasure to meet you Sir.'

I could feel myself begin to space out a little bit, I think I was wiped out from climbing up all those steps. But the weird little cursed cat-lion thing was distracting me a bit. It was waving it's skinny little arms about at the side of the man known as Masamichi as if it wanted picking up. It was kinda cute.

'Heh heh, Jane he wants uppies.' I said, pointing at the little creature.

Jane said something in Japanese to Masamichi who then said something in Japanese to the little plushie creature. I could understand a few words but not everything.

'Mr Masamichi says this little guy here will show us to our dorm rooms. We can get settled in before he gets one of the students to show us round and stuff.' Jane said to me.

We both bowed in thanks to Masamichi and watched as he walked back in to one of the main buildings on the campus. Jane then started walking behind the cat-lion plushie which was toddling off in a different direction, like he was leading a marching band or something. I was stood as per usual, circling the airport again; taking everything in along with bucketfuls of the clean, mountain air. A little bit of a meditate to attune myself, to what would be my new home for the next year and a half or so. I could sense quite a few presences across the grounds; people with cursed energy I had felt as soon as I'd walked through the barrier, but there were a few that were spine tingly strong.

A gust of wind had brought me out of my meditation as it had blown all of my hair in to my face. I battled with my dark lengths, trying to get my hair back in to some sort of order before I realised Jane and the cat-lion plushie were on the other side of the yard. I had to run to catch up.