"Russian/Other Languages"
"Japanese"
"Thinking/Thinking"
Flashback
Vision
* = Information in A/N
NOBARA GLARES DOWN at the slightly flustered 28 year old man-child meant to be her teacher. She had her hammer held in her working hand and Satoru sported a large knot on the side of his head that was already receding.
"Were you not taught manners by your mother?! Never look up a woman's skirt, you absolute pervert!" Nobara scolds in livid tone. Satoru pouts and crosses his arms, still awkwardly sitting on his knees.
"What about Megumi? He did too!" Satoru whines while pointing at the highly annoyed–and slightly terrified–black haired teenager. He yelps in pain when Nobara slams her hammer into his head again.
"He obviously didn't have a mother growing up, you perverted idiot!" Nobara's voice goes a pitch higher. "I'll slam this hammer into your head until you get some manners! I pity the woman who had to birth your toothpaste looking ass!"
"Eh–N-Nobara... Maybe we should go inside somewhere... before anyone walks in on this," Yūji says, holding out his hands in a calming manner. Nobara glares at him before huffing with her nose turned up. She glances at the kid they brought with them and notices him gripping tightly at her skirt. His leg still wasn't treated.
"Kid, where do you live?" Nobara asks in a tight tone, reigning in her anger. He jumps at the sudden attention on him and looks up nervously.
"F-five blocks that way... O-Onēsan, wh-why're you hurting the old man?" The kid asks in a shy voice, making Satoru squawk in protest.
"I am not–" Nobara holds up her hammer threateningly, quickly shutting up the white haired man.
"He doesn't know his manners. I'm forcing him to remember," Nobara answers simply before hissing in pain when she moves her dislocated shoulder.
"Nobara, are you alright?" Yūji steps forward immediately, worry overpowering his fear. Nobara gives him a deadpan expression before pointing at her shoulder.
"My shoulder got dislocated, and I have shards of glass digging into my back. Does it sound like I'm alright?" Nobara states with a huff before she crouches down to inspect the boy's injury.
She gently touches it, frowning when the boy whimpers in pain. "It isn't bleeding anymore... but it's going to scar."
The boy sniffs and furiously wipes his eyes. Nobara smiles gently and pats his head.
"Let's get you home, zaychonok*." The ginger haired teenager stands up and holds out her hand. The boy flushes bright red and shyly grabs her hand. Satoru was already standing up and waiting on the other side of Yūji and Megumi was forced to stand in front of the two.
"Onēsan... what does zay-zayachoke mean?" The boy asks curiously. Nobara smiles as they start walking towards the direction the boy pointed at.
"Zaychonok. It means little hare," Nobara explains with a wistful smile. "I don't exactly know your name, zaychonok."
The boy flushes bright red and ducks his head. "...Shibutani Otohiko..."
"Nice to meet you, Otohiko-kun. I'm Nobara." Otohiko tilts his head when a surname isn't mentioned before smiling shyly up at the ginger haired teenager.
"Thank–thank you for saving me Nobara-nēsan! The monster grabbed me from outside... I lost my skateboard..." Otohiko trails off with a slight slump to his shoulders. Nobara hums and ruffles his hair, making the boy look up in surprise.
"Just tell your parents some meanie took your skateboard, but I managed to scare him off," Nobara states simply, making Otohiko frown.
"Isn't that lying?"
"I don't think any adult will believe a real monster attacked you. Best pretend it didn't happen, hm?" Nobara bends down slightly with her hand placed beside her mouth. "Most adults can't see the monsters. They'll get mad at you for no reason."
Otohiko frowns even deeper before slowly nodding his head. He brightens up with a smile and looks up at Nobara.
"Since you can see the monsters, do you fight them? Can I fight them too? How do I get cool powers like yours?" The boy rambles on, making Nobara sigh softly.
"I do fight them. You can't fight them, 'cause you're still a kid, zaychonok. It's very rare for monster fighters to get powers like mine," Nobara answers with a smile. Otohiko pouts and looks off to the side. Nobara tilts her head before smiling mischievously.
"Jīchan here is said to be the strongest monster fighter in the world! You don't need to become one, because he's here!" Nobara whispers loudly. Satoru makes a noise of confusion before Otohiko looks up with a look of disbelief.
"He's the strongest? But he's so old!"
"I'm not old! I'm only 28!" Satoru protests with a pout. Nobara glances at Yūji and Megumi, all silently agreeing.
"That's old, Gojo-sensei. Really old," Nobara speaks for her classmates with a smirk. Satoru pouts even more and childishly crosses his arms.
"I think you hurt Jīchan's feelings..." Otohiko speaks up to the ginger haired teenager, trying to keep his voice quiet.
Satoru frowns and points down at the boy. "Stop calling me Jīchan, brat! I'm not an old man!"
"Ne ne, Jīchan-sensei, can we get sushi after we drop off Otohiko-kun?" Yūji asks with a bright smile. Satoru pouts even more and looks away with a huff. Yūji and Nobara burst out laughing while Megumi smiles in satisfaction.
"My students are so rude..." The white haired man laments to himself, looking up with a sad expression. Nobara rolls her eyes, snorting through her laughs.
"Jīchan-sensei!" Nobara repeats loudly, making Otohiko giggle. Megumi snorts before quickly coughing to cover up the laugh.
"Hey, Nobara. I didn't know you knew another language. That's so cool!" Yūji compliments brightly with his mouth full of sushi. Nobara slightly cringes at the disgusting sight, quickly flicking specks of food that fly onto her plat, luckily missing her food. She smirks smugly and picks up one of her sushi rolls with her chopsticks.
"Of course I know more than one language! Japanese is my second language," Nobara states confidently before eating her sushi. Yūji gasps in shock and awe, leaning closer.
"Really?! How many languages do you know? How is Japanese your second language?" Yūji asks excitedly. Nobara harrumphs and swallows her food before leaning back with a grin, pointing her chopsticks towards the pink haired teenager.
"Like I'm going to reveal my show off secrets to you! You'll have to find out on your own!" Her statement makes Yūji deflate with a pout. She hums and picks up another sushi roll.
She lifts it up and idly inspects it. "I wasn't born in Japan. That's all I'll tell you. Gojo-sensei, stop stealing my sushi!"
Satoru just grins cheekily and steals another roll of sushi. Nobara growls when the white haired man stops her from smacking his hand with his cursed technique.
"I'm paying, Nobara-chan! That means I can take however much I like from you," Satoru states with a mischievous grin. Nobara pouts and grabs her plate, keeping it close to herself.
Her shoulders tense when a sudden vision flickers into her mind. Nobara snaps her head up. Rain, a dead heart, a severed finger, a curse. She blinks and the vision disappears.
"Nobara, are you okay? What's wrong?" Yūji asks worriedly, both Satoru and Megumi staring at her. Nobara takes in a deep breath when her lungs start to burn and unclenches her grip around her chopsticks.
"Nothing. Nothing's wrong." She points her chopsticks at Yūji and gives him a glare. "Don't, and I mean this, don't switch with Sukuna tomorrow. Just take out the finger and you'll be fine."
Yūji blinks at the weird statement before frowning in confusion. "What the hell do you mean? What finger? What about tomorrow?"
Nobara rolls her eyes with a huff and shoves a sushi roll into her mouth. She doesn't say anything and stares down at her almost empty plate.
"Gojo-sensei, stop stealing my fucking sushi!" Nobara shouts angrily as Satoru just cheerfully chews on a sushi roll he stole.
"Nobara-chan, you shouldn't curse in front of your teacher! Where are your manners?" Satoru teases the ginger haired teenager, making her growl.
"I'll shove them right up your ass! Maybe it'll actually make you have some manners!" Nobara hisses back, standing up with a hand to her hammer. Megumi sighs heavily with an eye roll as Yūji quickly tries to defuse the situation.
"Nobara! There are witnesses!" Yūji holds out his hands in a placating manner. Nobara glares at the pink haired teenager before glancing around. She sneers when she realizes he was right.
"Waiter! Get some more sushi for us please!" Satoru calls out with a raised hand. Nobara narrows her eyes at her teacher before huffing, sitting back down. As long as she can eat her fill, she won't murder her teacher. In public.
An annoyingly cheerful ringtone cuts through the comfortable, bright silence between the sorcerers. Nobara groans loudly and pulls out her phone. She glares heavily at the caller ID.
"Obāchan, you fucking idiot," Nobara mutters under her breath and ignores the call. She's about to put up her phone when the same ringtone comes alive again.
"Isn't it rude to call your grandmother and idiot?" Satoru asks in a teasing voice. The ginger haired teenager gives him a small glare as she ignores the call again.
"Obāchan gave my mother my new number when I told her not to. That's her ringtone," Nobara explains with a shrug. She scowls when her phone rings again.
"That's it!" She takes out her hammer and slams it into the phone. She continues hitting it until it stops ringing. Nobara harrumphs in satisfaction and throws her phone as far away as possible. Megumi was leaning away from her, staring at her like she was stupid.
"You just... Did you just smash your phone?" Yūji asks in complete shock, leaning away while protectively holding his phone away from the ginger haired teenager. Nobara rolls her eyes and waves a hand towards where she threw her phone, ignoring the terrified stares from other customers.
"What does it look like, Itadori?" Nobara grabs her chopsticks again when the waiter slowly walks forward with a plate of sushi. He quickly places it in front of Nobara before sprinting away from the group.
"Why didn't you answer it? It was your mother?" Megumi asks with furrowed eyebrows. Nobara snorts with an eye roll, eating some of her new sushi.
"We're not on good terms and never will be," Nobara sneers, glaring down at her plate. She huffs and eats another roll of sushi.
"Why is the time you're not stuck on your phone, you want to ask nosy questions?" Nobara asks, making Megumi's eyebrow twitch in irritation. He turns back towards his own plate and ignores the ginger haired teenager. Nobara scowls at being ignored before focusing on Yūji.
"Let me borrow your phone. I need to call Obāchan and yell at her." She holds out her hand. Yūji blinks at her with wide eyes before protectively grabbing his phone in his pocket.
"You'll just smash it!" Yūji exclaims fearfully, making Nobara roll her eyes with a scoff.
"I only have enough money to buy one new phone right now. I'm not going to trash yours. Give it," She states as she keeps her hand up. Yūji stares at her for a few moments before sighing in defeat. He hesitantly holds out his phone with a disbelieving expression, making Nobara grin menacingly as she snatches it towards herself.
"You need to put a lock on your phone, idiot." Nobara gives the pink haired teenager an incredulous look when she easily gets into his phone. "It'll just be a minute. Ignore the yelling. Move out of the way, Fushiguro."
Hey! Hope you all like the new chapter! Sorry for not updating for a bit, had a bit of writer's block. Fortunately an amazing friend helped me figure it all out and a few future chapters, so yay!
It's a bit of a shorter chapter, and a bit of a random one, but I really wanted to see the four going to a restaurant and hanging out in canon... we didn't get that :'(
*Extra information*
*(1): Zaychonok does mean little hare in Russian. It's a pet name for children and is the masculine version of Zaya. Zaya is another pet name for children, but specifically for girls.
I hope you all are enjoying the story so far! Bye.
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