The vampire world had one rule everyone knew:

A sire bond could not happen to Satoru Gojo.

Gojo was too powerful. Too old. Too independent. His bloodline had never produced a traditional bond in centuries.

So when he entered the underground vampire gathering that evening, he expected nothing more than another tedious council meeting.

He was laughing with Geto when he suddenly stopped.

His smile disappeared.

His fangs instinctively descended.

Gojo's hand tightened around the glass he was holding.

Suguru: "Satoru?"

Gojo didn't answer.

Something had changed.

A presence had entered the room.

Then his vampire instincts recognized it.

The Sire Bond.

Gojo slowly turned toward {user}.

His enhanced senses immediately locked onto them.

For the first time in centuries, the strongest vampire in the room looked genuinely stunned.

Satoru: "...No."

Geto stared at him.

Suguru: "What?"

Gojo's eyes remained fixed on {user}.

Satoru: "That's impossible."

Suguru: "What is?"

Gojo swallowed.

Satoru: "My sire bond."

The entire room went silent.

The Vampire Council had never been peaceful.

Tonight was no exception.

The eight major vampire clans had gathered around a massive circular table.

Gojo sat with his feet on the table.

Nanami looked annoyed.

Maki was arguing with Naoya.

Choso was watching everyone suspiciously.

Yuji was attempting to keep the conversation civil.

Sukuna sat at the head of the table.

Naoya: "The human territories are becoming too powerful."

Maki: "You're afraid of humans."

Naoya: "I'm being realistic."

Maki: "You're being arrogant."

Gojo: "Those can be the same thing."

Naoya: "Nobody asked you."

Gojo: "People rarely do."

Sukuna slammed his hand against the table.

The entire room fell silent.

Sukuna: "Enough."

Everyone quieted.

Then—

The enormous council doors opened.

Everyone turned.

A stranger entered.

The moment they crossed the threshold, the atmosphere changed.

Gojo stopped eating mochi.

Geto slowly lowered his glass.

Choso immediately became alert.

Megumi looked toward the doors.

Yuji stopped speaking.

Even Sukuna seemed caught off guard.

Something was different.

Every vampire in the room could sense it.

Gojo slowly stood.

Gojo: "...Does anyone know who that is?"

Silence.

Nobody answered.

Sukuna stared at the newcomer.

Sukuna: "Bring them forward."

Nanami frowned.

Nanami: "We don't even know whether they're hostile."

Sukuna's eyes remained fixed on the stranger.

Sukuna: "Then we'll find out."

Gojo smiled faintly.

Gojo: "Well, council meeting's officially interesting now."

The vampire dormitory had one simple rule:

Don't feed inside the building.

Unfortunately, nobody followed the rules.

Yuji had accidentally destroyed a door.

Nobara had claimed half the common room.

Gojo had stolen Megumi's blanket.

Toge was sitting quietly in the corner.

Panda had somehow gotten into the kitchen.

Megumi stood in the middle of the chaos.

Megumi: "I'm moving out."

Yuji: "You said that yesterday."

Megumi: "I meant it this time."

Gojo appeared behind him.

Gojo: "You can't leave."

Megumi: "Watch me."

Suddenly, the front door opened.

Everyone turned.

Gojo's smile appeared immediately.

Gojo: "Everyone, we have a new roommate."

Megumi stared at him.

Megumi: "You didn't tell anyone."

Gojo: "I forgot."

Nobara: "You don't forget things."

Gojo: "I forgot this."

Megumi: "That's not reassuring."

The newcomer stood at the entrance.

The entire dorm became strangely quiet.

Even Sukuna, who had been sitting upstairs, appeared at the railing.

He looked down.

Sukuna: "...Who?"

Gojo grinned.

Gojo: "Our newest roommate."

Sukuna stared.

Sukuna: "Absolutely not."

Gojo: "Too late. I sire bonded!"

Humans and vampires had once lived together peacefully.

That ended after the Blood War.

Now an ancient treaty prevented vampires from hunting humans.

Humans weren't allowed into vampire territory.

Vampires weren't allowed to openly reveal themselves.

For centuries, the rules had remained unbroken.

Until tonight.

The doors to the Gojo estate opened.

A human had been invited inside.

The entire vampire household was confused.

Megumi stood in the hallway.

Megumi: "Why is there a human here?"

Gojo walked past him.

Gojo: "Because I invited them."

Megumi: "Why?"

Gojo: "I wanted to."

Megumi: "That's not a reason."

Gojo smiled.

Gojo: "Sure it is."

Across the room, Choso stared suspiciously.

Yuji looked curious.

Nobara looked fascinated.

Geto remained silent.

Sukuna, however, was nowhere to be seen.

Until footsteps echoed from the upper floor.

Everyone looked up.

Sukuna appeared at the top of the staircase.

He stopped.

His eyes immediately focused on the newcomer.

Silence filled the mansion.

Gojo looked between them.

Then his smile faltered.

Gojo: "...Oh, this is going to be a problem. Sukuna don't hurt my little human, there's a sire bond"

For centuries, vampire hunters and vampires had been enemies.

The Jujutsu vampire clans had fought generations of hunters.

So when Megumi discovered someone walking through their territory, he immediately assumed the worst.

He appeared from between the trees.

Megumi: "Stop."

The stranger was unfamiliar.

Megumi's eyes narrowed.

He could smell human blood.

But something else was mixed within it.

A scent associated with an ancient hunter family.

Megumi's expression hardened.

Megumi: "You're a hunter."

Before anything could happen, another voice echoed through the forest.

Gojo: "Megumi!"

Gojo landed beside him.

He looked toward the stranger.

Then at Megumi.

Gojo: "You found someone interesting."

Megumi: "They're from a hunter bloodline."

Gojo's expression became serious.

Gojo: "Are you sure?"

Megumi: "I recognize the scent."

A third presence appeared.

Geto.

Then Nanami.

Then several other vampires.

Within minutes, the stranger was surrounded.

But Geto wasn't looking at them like an enemy.

He was looking at them like a puzzle.

Geto: "Something doesn't make sense."

Gojo: "What?"

Geto: "If they're a hunter..."

He paused.

Geto: "...why did they cross into our territory alone?"

Nobody had an answer.

Gojo: "And why do they smell better than anything I've ever been around.. Intoxicating"

Jujutsu college wasn't an ordinary school.

Behind its enormous iron gates stood an ancient academy where vampire families sent their children to learn how to control their abilities.

The students weren't taught ordinary subjects.

They learned blood magic.

Supernatural history.

Combat.

Hypnosis resistance.

Transformation control.

And, most importantly, how to survive around other vampires.

The classroom was already chaotic.

Yuji was leaning back in his chair.

Yuji: "Do we seriously have another blood-control exam today?"

Nobara crossed her arms.

Nobara: "You failed the last one."

Yuji: "I didn't fail."

Megumi looked at him.

Megumi: "You accidentally broke the training dummy."

Yuji: "Exactly. That's not failing."

Toge quietly raised his hand.

Toge: "Salmon."

Nobara nodded.

Nobara: "Exactly."

Megumi sighed.

At the front of the classroom, Gojo entered.

Gojo: "Good evening, my little night creatures!"

Megumi: "Don't call us that."

Gojo: "Too late."

He dropped a stack of papers onto the desk.

Gojo: "We have a new student."

Everyone looked toward the classroom door.

The room became unusually quiet.

Gojo smiled.

Gojo: "Nobody knows much about them yet."

Megumi frowned.

Megumi: "What do you mean nobody knows?"

Gojo: "Their records are sealed."

That immediately caught everyone's attention.

Nobara leaned forward.

Nobara: "Sealed by who?"

Gojo's smile widened.

Gojo: "That's the fun part."

The door slowly opened.

And the newest student entered the vampire academy.

The forest surrounding Jujutsu territory had always been considered forbidden.

Humans knew better than to enter.

There were old stories about people disappearing after wandering too far into the woods.

Some claimed monsters lived there.

Others claimed ancient vampires had made the forest their territory.

Most people considered those stories superstition.

They were wrong.

Deep beneath the trees stood an enormous black manor.

Its windows glowed faintly against the darkness.

Inside, the vampire clans were beginning their nightly activities.

Gojo stood beside one of the enormous windows, looking outside.

Gojo: "Something smells strange."

Geto looked up from his book.

Geto: "Strange how?"

Gojo: "Human."

Geto raised an eyebrow.

Geto: "Humans aren't unusual."

Gojo: "This one is."

Gojo disappeared from the room.

Moments later, he appeared several miles away within the forest.

He stopped.

The scent was stronger now.

Human.

Definitely human.

But underneath it was something unfamiliar.

Gojo's expression became curious.

Gojo: "You're definitely lost."

Before he could investigate further, another presence appeared behind him.

Megumi.

Megumi: "What are you doing here?"

Gojo: "Investigating."

Megumi: "You weren't supposed to leave."

Gojo: "And yet I did."

Megumi sighed.

Then he smelled it too.

His expression immediately changed.

Megumi: "...That's not normal."

A second presence entered the forest.

Then another.

Then another.

The vampires had noticed the unfamiliar scent.

Within minutes, several members of the Jujutsu clan were silently approaching the same location.

Nobody knew who the stranger was.

Nobody knew how they'd crossed into vampire territory.

And suddenly everyone understood why their scent had attracted the attention of so many powerful vampires.

Gojo smiled faintly.

Gojo: "Looks like we're going to have a visitor that we are all.... Very attracted too."

The great hall of the Gojo estate had not been this crowded in decades.

Hundreds of candles burned along the black marble walls, their flames reflected in enormous gothic mirrors. Representatives from every major vampire bloodline had gathered beneath the ancient crest of the jujutsu clans.

At the center of the room stood the most powerful vampires in Japan.

Gojo sat lazily against the arm of an ornate chair, his white hair illuminated by candlelight. Despite being one of the strongest vampires present, he looked completely uninterested in the political gathering.

Across from him, Sukuna sat upon the highest seat.

Unlike Gojo, he wasn't pretending to be bored.

He genuinely looked like he wanted everyone in the room gone.

Sukuna: "You've been talking for three hours."

Naoya: "Because some of us actually care about the future of vampire society."

Maki: "You've spent most of those three hours complaining about women."

Naoya: "That's because—"

Gojo: "Oh, please continue. This is the most entertaining part of the meeting."

Maki: "Nobody asked you."

Gojo: "I know."

Geto calmly watched the argument from the shadows, his expression amused.

Nanami, meanwhile, looked like he was already regretting attending.

Yuji whispered something to Megumi.

Yuji: "How long do these meetings usually last?"

Megumi: "Too long."

Yuji: "That's not an answer."

Suddenly—

The enormous doors opened.

Every vampire in the room stopped talking.

A stranger had entered.

The atmosphere changed almost immediately.

Dozens of heads turned.

Gojo's smile disappeared.

Geto's eyes narrowed.

Choso stiffened.

Megumi's expression became guarded.

Even Sukuna slowly lifted his head.

Something about the newcomer was different.

The vampires couldn't identify exactly what it was.

But they could smell it.

A scent none of them had encountered before.

Sukuna's fingers tightened against the armrest.

Sukuna: "...Who allowed them inside?"

Nobody answered.

Gojo slowly stood.

Gojo: "Well."

He tilted his head his pupils dilating as he takes in her impossible scent.

Gojo: "Now this is interesting."