"Say, Megumi-chan, why don't we p-"

"No."

"Hey! I didn't even say anything yet!"

"Doesn't matter what you say. It's bound to be idiotic."

Gojo let out a huff, stirring the potatoes into the curry. It was nearing 12:30, the other teachers were helping some of the students set the table and clean up, while the rest were cutting up vegetables and prepping for their next meals. Frankly, cooking wasn't the problem, it was just that he was so, so bored.

And don't take him wrong, he loved to hang out and do small domestic things with his students cause one, they were cute little gremlins, and two, it lifted the heavy weight of training and killing curses for a short while. However! Staying cooped up and having the TV as his only entertainment was starting to become lackluster. He knows that watching whatever's on the screen is important, but everyone needs to let loose once in a while, right? Maybe if he ropes Itadori into his plans, the others will join.

"Yuuji-kun~" Gojo called, sticking his head out the kitchen doorway. The boy in question turned to him and smiled.

"Yes?"

"Wanna play some video games later?"

Watching Itadori's eyes start to sparkle in excitement sent waves of warmth and cheesy, fluffy feelings through Gojo. Yes, this was a perfect way for everyone to bond! Nothing like trying to beat other players, and feeling that betrayal as a teammate leaves for another team.

"Sure, sensei! We can play after we watch this?" Itadori held up the CD that Maki had handed to him. "I'm sure it won't take too long."

"That's fine." With that, Gojo leaned back into the kitchen, grinning at Megumi's slightly dull face. He squished the boy's cheeks. "Aw, why so sad?"

Megumi rolls his eyes, and goes back to cutting the chicken. He isn't sad, he just doesn't want to waste his time doing something unimportant. Since Gojo already brought Itadori his plans, he'd be forced to interact more than he'd like. Having Nobara and Itadori around was more than enough, but Gojo tried to get him to talk to anyone without regarding missions. It was annoying and pointless. Why would he need to be around others, if he could just spend his free time reading or training? And it was better to just train rather than get weaker.

Shaking his head, Megumi refocuses on his task. Lunch is almost ready, and everyone is bustling around to quickly finish so they can eat. He doesn't realize he's cutting the chicken a lot more harshly than needed, and when he goes to dump it into the pot, Gojo looks at him with a tilt.

"Thank you for the food!" Everyone choruses, before digging in. The teachers are sitting at the end of the long table, hushed, and whispering. They're all leaning close together, with serious expressions on their faces. Even Gojo isn't playing around like he usually is. The rest of the table is completely different. Both the Kyoto and Tokyo students are mingling with each other, happy and content expressions, arms waving around.

"...So that's why Inumaki-san never goes inside the woods with Gojo alone, ever again." Yuuta summarized. He could feel all the shocked faces and the amused ones from those in his year.

Nobara laughs loudly pointing her spoon at Inumaki. "No way! I can't believe you of all people would use a command on a squirrel of all things!"

"Well, Gojo told him it was a curse. What was he supposed to think?" Megumi sighed. The ruckus was getting to much for him, and all he wanted to do was curl up into a ball and take a nap. The only thing keeping him there was Itadori's company.

"If I were you," Itadori grinned. "I'd totally use my technique on Gojo-sensei. It's only fair."

Mai snorted. "As if Gojo would be stupid enough to let that happen to him."

There was a short pause, and everyone looked at Gojo.

"Okay yeah, he'd totally fall for it." Miwa smiled. "Only his infinity would get in the way."

Lunch passes by fairly quickly after that and everyone sits at their unassigned seats. There's popcorn and sodas passed around, and blankets being wrapped around small groups as they prepare to watch whatever video Maki and Itadori had found.

"Itadori. I'm going with paper." As her features darkened, Nobara's eyes flashed a serious expression. Her tone became more ominous, and she gazed in a threatening manner.

"So serious." Yuuta's brow rose. "But why would you tell him what you're going to play."

Nobara grinned. "Heuheuheu...You'll see."

Megumi snorted and said, "It's cause Itadori's going to fall for her trick."

"I won't!" Itadori huffed. He crossed his arms, and turned to the side in mock anger.

The boy grimaced in a comical frown, making a strangled sound. Together, they faced off, holding the arms to their sides.

"Rock paper scissors!" They yelled in sync, throwing forward the hands. Nobara held out a fist, while Itadori stuck two fingers out. Near them, Megumi and Gojo were watching the spectacle.

Nobara grinned in delight, shouting, "Oh, yeah!"

Itadori's jaw dropped, ears flushing. "I-I totally did that on purpose! I let Kugisaki win!"

Maki laughed, crushing her empty can. There was no way Itadori did it on purpose. "Yeah, right."

"It's fine Itadori. Just say you're bad at this." Momo giggled.

"Ugh, I'm not!" Itadori whined, shaking his head.

Gojo started speaking, ignoring the two and their antics, while looking down at his phone. "Sushi, huh? Guess we can go to the usual place in Ginza."

"Ginza, yahoo!" Nobara cheered and danced.

Now that they'd decided their dinner, Itadori suggested something. "I want revolving sushi!"

Immediately, Nobara got up in his face with a growl. "Ugh! Itadori, you're such a...Ugh! Fushiguro, say something to him!" The boys just stood there, deadpanning at her screams.

"I'd rather get something that tastes good if we're going." Megumi explained, noting Itadori's confused face. "Gojo-sensei's paying, anyway."

Utahime looked at Gojo. "Do you always pay for their stuff?"

"Mhm. Makes things easier, don't you think?" Gojo replied, putting his arm around the back of Megumi's chair.

Mai and Momo looked scandalized. How unfair! Utahime never paid for anything unless it was for meals and training equipment. "Lucky!" They whispered.

Overhearing them, Nobara smirked. Sure Gojo bought them things, but it was only when he accompanied all three of them to the city and that was rare. But they didn't need to know that. Loudly, she turned to Gojo. "Hey sensei, when we get back, take us to that fancy restaurant you kept talking about! We should go shopping right after!"

"Hmm? Sure," Gojo pat her head oblivious. "But how come you want to come now? You kept refusing other times."

"Haha, it's cause we want to hang out with sensei. We were too busy earlier, but now we have time!" Yuuji smiled brightly, eyes growing big. His hand snaked underneath his chair as Nobara high-fived him.

Megumi rolled his eyes but didn't say anything.

"I swear I'll get back at them one way or another." Mai hissed, crossing her arms. How rude of them to brag!

Despite the logic, Itadori wasn't convinced. "Revolving sushi is its own thing, just like how yakisoba and instant yakisoba are different things!"

"And I want to eat sushi." Nobara nearly rolled her eyes. The argument was pointless, and besides, she'd won the competition, so shouldn't she get to decide where to go?

Itadori groaned. She didn't get it! It was about the experience not so much as the taste. "Sushi's just a meal, but revolving sushi's a leisure activity! Like a theme park! Or TDL! Also, Kugisaki, you said you were from the country too, so have you ever been to a revolving sushi place?!"

Nobara let out a shocked gasped.

"My favorite is Sushi Go, but I'd go with Splendid Sushi for someone's first time." Gojo recommended.

Itadori grinned, glad to have one person on his side. "You get it, sensei!"

"That's cause sensei knows where all the good food is." Gojo laughed.

"Yeah, cause you pig out all the time instead of going on your missions!" Maki scolded. Gojo raised his arms innocently.

"Hey, no one's said we're going yet." Nobara retorted, nervously gazing at the three of them. It seemed like Megumi didn't care, as long as he got his fill, but the other two were going to be hard to convince. Besides, if they were spending Gojo's money, shouldn't they go to some fancy place?

Itadori's voice changed from happy to serious in a second. "Kugisaki, listen closely. At Splendid Sushi...the sushi comes to you on a bullet train."

Miwa and Kamo sweat dropped. Well, that was one way to explain it...

"Wha-?!" Nobara gasped, imagining a bullet train.

"Driver, this girl's never had revolving sushi before." Itadori said cheerfully, talking to the taxi driver. He was leaning outside the window dangerously, letting the wind flow through his hair. "Take us to the Splendid Sushi with the huge-ass parking lot along the interstate!"

"I swear, one day you'll killed not by curses but because of a car." Megumi sighed, shaking his head.

"Yes, yes, understood." Ijichi held up his phone, bowing multiple times. "Thank you very much. Yes."

Megumi, Nobara, and Itadori were staring at Ijichi while literally saying the word, "Stare..."

Noticing them, Ijichi questioned them. "What's the matter?"

"You bow while on the phone." Nobara answered.

"Everyone has their strange habits." Shoko pointed out. "Look at Gojo, he eats sweets like it's the only thing that'll keep him alive."

Gojo didn't even try to deny it. To be fair though, the habit only became so ingrained because he tried to stimulate his brain! It wasn't his fault desserts were so addicting!

Ijichi laughed. "I just get so wrapped up in creating the feeling of 'I'm on the phone!' while on a call..."

Nobara crossed her arms. "I know what you mean. I've hurt my neck several times dealing with ingrown hairs while depilating. Of course, I've hurt my pores, too."

"Is that really the same?" Itadori asked. "You're often irritated when you're on the phone, Fushiguro."

Megumi glared to the side. "That's because of Gojo- sensei, not the phone."

Gojo huffed, crossing his arms. "It's definitely you, not me."

Panda snorted. "A likely story."

"First of all, rude!" The man stuck his tongue out like a child. "And second of all, everyone loves me!"

There was a brief moment of silence before the entire theatre burst out into laughter.

Maki grinned leaning into Yuta, as she shook in amusement. "No way. You're the last person anyone here would love."

A small tinge of pain shot through Gojo at the words, but it was soothed when Itadori grabbed his hand. It was warm.

"Don't worry sensei! Even if they don't like you, I will!"

"Yuuji!" Gojo squished Itadori tightly against him, grateful. How many times had Itadori told him he'd still be next to him if no one else would? How pathetic, to be comforted by a student when he should've been the one to soothe their hearts! I need to get over this.

Nobara cut in, sharing her observations. "You often wander around when you're on the phone, Itadori."

"Speaking of phones," Ijichi lifted his phone onto his shoulder and held it against his ear. "Can you all stay on a call while holding the phone against your shoulder?"

Megumi and Itadori did it perfectly, but Nobara's slipped off after a second. She watched as her phone fell to the ground, screaming in terror. It cracked on impact.

Mai took no hesitation and insulted her. "Dumbass."

Hearing it, Nobara muttered under her breath about, "killing" and "swords."

"Salmon."

"You stink." Maki's voice could be heard across their training grounds.

Panda responded tiredly. "I don't stink."

"You do." Maki growled, crossing her arms. Her sense of smell was higher due to her lack of cursed energy.

"I don't smell. I'm not like humans." Panda huffed.

"You stink." She repeated.

"I don't stink!" He laid on the ground dejected. "Why are you treating me like an animal?"

"Because you're a panda."

"Mustard leaf." Inumaki sighed from behind them.

"You smell like an animal." Maki said. "I keep telling you to take a bath, and you never do."

"I don't like getting wet. But unlike you guys, I don't sweat, and I Febreze every day. So I don't stink."

"...Febreeze?"

"The fact that you use an air freshener rather than spray on deodorant..."

"And that's what happened." Maki summarized to Nobara and Megumi. "You guys try taking a whiff."

Both of them started smelling Panda, while Nobara waved her hand to catch any smell.

Megumi was the first to say anything. "Doesn't really stink. Sort of smells like the sun."

Both Maki and Nobara blushed in shock. Sunshine?!

Everyone looked at Megumi in awe. To think they'd ever hear the word sun like this!

"Stop staring." Megumi growled, ears red. Was it that impossible for him to say normal things and have people not think he was doing something odd?!

Gojo placed down the black Go pieces, fingertips flaring with cursed energy.

"It's Gojo Satoru's Go Go Gojo!" A squeaky voice introduced. It wasn't anyone's voice that they'd heard before.

"Hey, it's about me!" Gojo cheered, rubbing his hands together.

"Oh no," Nanami groaned. "Knowing you, you're definitely going to do something obnoxious."

"Today we're at my alma mater, Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical High School." Gojo said, standing in the basement where he trained Yuji. He walked over to the boy squinting at the screen in concentration. "Oh? We already have a boy in trouble. Is he a new student? It looks like he can't produce cursed energy very well. Let's give him some advice."

Placing his hands on the boy's shoulders, he whispered in a dark tone. "Imagine you're walking down a narrow path. Before you is a row of college boys. They haven't noticed you at all. You want to kill them, don't you? So you..."

Utahime nodded, agreeing with Nanami's previous comment. "Yup."

"Shut up." Yuji growled.

"Wow," Kamo stated. "Itadori-san mad at Gojo?"

Gojo pouted at Itadori who shrugged sheepishly. Even though he cared a lot about his teacher, there were moments of Gojo just being so annoying.

"One, two, three, four..."

Jogo watched as Geto and Mahito did jumping jacks. He wasn't fully healed yet, his head lying next to a pile of sand. "What are you doing?"

"Brazilian calisthenics." Geto answered.

"..."

"You know what, I'm not even gonna judge them."

"Three, four..."

It continued on for a little while, till Mahito hunched down. "I think we're nice and warmed up now."

"Yeah."

Jogo looked up questioning as he was placed in front of Geto's feet. "What are you two planning to do?"

Mechamaru let out a quiet laugh, realizing what was going to happen. How fun. If only I can join too.

A whistle blew, and his head was immediately kicked by Geto, followed by Mahito who launched him into the air.

"Geto-kun!" Mahito yelled kicking over the curse's head towards the other. Geto hummed, and took off with a, 'Shoot!' at the goal.

Inumaki grinned widely, his seals stretching in a way that made him look almost deranged. It was the look he gave off when he was planning a nefarious prank or getting ready to troll the life out of someone.

Yuta sweat dropped at his expression, glancing at Maki who just turned her body so it wouldn't be in Inumaki's line of sight. Despite his innocent looks, Inumaki was just as scary as the others. Past pranks proved it when Yuta ended up thinking everyone turned into zombies, and almost set Rika on them.

"Haha," Yuta pat Inumaki nervously, whose smile turned back to innocent. "What are you thinking about?"

"Salmon roe." Inumaki's brow rose at the question. He wouldn't reveal his plan even though he was close to Yuta. It would ruin the surprise.

"Ignore it!" Maki hissed at Yuta from the side. She wanted no part of Inumaki's tricks after having been subjected to them twice.

Hanami blocked with his fist, crushing Jogo's already healed face. The curse screamed as his was pummeled and kicked around by Geto and Mahito.

With one last kick, Mahito jumped backwards and flipped, foot hitting right in Jogo's face. "Overhead, shoot!"

He scored the goal, while Jogo thought of revenge. I'm gonna kill these two later!

"Please, that'll be the best Christmas present."

"Do it."

"Save us from work, please."

"If you do it before the weekend starts I'll be happy."

"I'd make a movie of it."

Words of encouragement came from around the room in flat and bored tones. The teachers looked at the students, all thinking the same thing. Are they okay?

Miwa giggled as she and Gojo took a photo together. "Thank you so much!" She bowed, as Gojo waved goodbye.

"Your welcome."

Running back inside, she smiled happily at the picture. She twirled around the hallway, before stopping at the door. "I got a photo!"

"Oho~" Gojo leaned outwards, turning to Miwa who turned pink. "Do I detect a fan?"

"U-Uh, I...T-that's," Miwa stuttered, embarrassed. While it was true she thought the sorcerer was the coolest person ever (besides Mechamaru of course), she didn't want him to out her like this! She would NOT be compared to Todo fanboying over his own idol.

Momo sighed, head dropping. "Ignore him Miwa. No need to boost his ego even more."

When she walked in, he face was set neutrally, and took her place near Principal Gakuganji.

Mai chuckled. "So professional."

"My tea?" The old man asked, when she hadn't done anything.

Miwa gasped with an, "Ah!"

"Nanami! Let's go out together." Gojo smiled innocently, hands behind his back. They were both by the vending machines.

"No, s-seriously, I have something important to talk to you about." Gojo stuttered, trying to get Nanami to stay.

"Oh, how awful."

Nobara laughed, as Nanami glared at Gojo.

"What are you up to now?" He grouched out, headache forming and pity for his TV-self.

"Nothing! Can't I come to you for concerns?" Gojo whined, a dramatic sad face forming.

"No."

"I haven't said anything yet!"

When Nanami didn't reply, Gojo grew a thoughtful look.

The next few times Nanami saw him was in the car, staring out the window. Gojo held up a sign with his name on a cardboard. Gojo was in between the walls were Nanami walked. And finally, when Nanami was back at the vending machines, he looked around before pulling out the small note in his pocket.

"..."

Utahime gave Nanami a sympathetic look. She remembered having to deal with a very immature Gojo in their youth.

Humming curiously, Nanami opened it. When the drawing of a dick came up, Nanami's head grew several tick marks.

"Are you a middle schooler?" Megumi asked, unimpressed with the drawing.

"Fushiguro!" Nobara's voice called, coming into the classroom. "Have you seen my uniform jacket?"

"No I haven't."

"That's weird." Nobara looked at her table. "I left it right here...Oh, Panda-senpai, have you seen my uniform?"

Panda in question was wearing her jacket when Nobara looked closely at him. "No I haven't."

"Is this one of your pranks?" Mai asked Inumaki. She'd heard all about his trolling during lunch and wanted to get in on them, if it meant messing with Maki.

Inumaki hummed, holding up a sign. 'Probably.'

A blank look took over. "Really? I wonder where it could have gone?" A hand slowly brought up her hammer. In an instant, Nobara slammed it against Panda's jaw. "Hey. My skirt isn't here either. That's a line not to be crossed."

"So vicious!" Todo said, Itadori nodded, recalling when he was punched during their first mission together.

The door slammed open as Megumi watched it all unfold.

Inumaki came in, wearing Maki's skirt with a pose. "Mustard leaf!"

Gojo started wheezing, Itadori joining in shortly after.

A dark look passed Maki's face as she rounded on him. "Inumaki...If I ever find you wearing my skirt I'll punt you to the moon!"

Inumaki nodded, raising his arms. "Salmon."

Instead using her hammer, Nobara hit the boy's head, with a deadly look.

"Bonito flakes!"

"Jeez, you're both trash." Nobara muttered, as she pulled off the skirt from Inumaki's fallen body.

This image is crazy. Megumi thought, sweat dropping.

"I bet Gojo's gonna join in on this too." Kamo said.

Shoko nodded. "Sounds about right."

Nobara blinked in surprise. "Huh? This is Maki-san's."

The door opened again, this time softer with Gojo yelling out in a high pitched voice. "Heya! I'm Kugisaki Nobara!" His pose was extreme, definitely not introducing himself as the girl usually would.

"YOU-I SWEAR GOD-" Nobara burst in to a crazy rant, shaking her hammer threateningly. She got up and went over to Gojo who was grinning widely. Laughter shook his frame. How cute! His precious students always looked like angry cats.

"I didn't do anything yet though!" Gojo defended weakly. Nobara puffed and brought her hammer down. It hit Infinity, but it didn't stop her from pounding on it repeatedly.

"I. Hate. You!"

Itadori faced the back of his seat like he was molded there. Highly amused, he snickered, but didn't want to feel Nobara's wrath. Next to him, Megumi grumbled like he was done with life.

Why do I have these idiots as friends again? Megumi thought.

Itadori looked at him and burst out laughing.

The words: What kind of person is your type? Popped up on screen.

Maki was the first to answer, looking bored. "Someone's who's stronger than me, at the very least."

"Hmm. Starting off strong, are you?" Gojo hummed, rubbing his jaw. He rifled through his students to see if anyone fit her description. The only one who'd fit the criteria was Yuta, but he didn't seem like the type to date, and there was still Rika. Should he set her up with one the third years? A weird giggle came out as he thought of Maki of all people holding hands with an imaginary person. Oh, to feel that young love again!

Noticing, Maki turned green. "Don't even think of anything, you bastard."

"Is Gojo-sensei the type to get into people's love life?" Itadori whispered to Megumi, watching the flurry of emotions cross the teacher's face.

"If it's interesting enough." Megumi muttered back.

"Huh? What makes you think I'll answer?" Mai looked in disgust.

Nobara frowned. "I totally can't understand a UBSSD."

Momo drooled, looking at her phone as she scrolled through her favorite feed. "Do you know who Sebastian Stan is?" She giggled. "He has a great body."

"You're acting like Todo when it comes to that girl."

Momo gagged, thinking about his tendency to get crazy over the idol. "That's disgusting."

"Oi, don't insult Takada-chan." Todo made a noise of discontent.

"Well, you know," Miwa started, blushing and looking to the side. "I like hot guys, like most girls, but I want someone fun to be around, too, and it's important whether or not he can make you feel like he's the only one for you. Oh, gosh, how embarrassing!"

Gojo looked at the ceiling humming. "Uh, you know, uh, um...W-What was it? Um...Um, um, um..." Gojo turned to Utahime who looked like she'd rather be somewhere else. "You know, that girl who seemed nice. The one who seemed nice. With the notable bangs. Come on, come on, you know! That one girl!"

Utahime recalled any memories of Gojo's description. She x-ed out all of the Tokyo female students, and Mai. "Nice girl, nice girl, nice girl...Oh, Miwa?"

"Yeah! Her, her, her, her, her!"

"Me?!" Miwa squeaked. Looking back and forth between Gojo and Utahime.

Gojo nodded. "Yes! I like people who are nice like you!"

"Hmm. Too bad no one would be sane enough to date you." Mai cackled.

"Mechamaru, let Noritoshi know Utahime-sensei's calling for him." Mai said, crossing her arms.

Momo came up and handed him a book with an anxious smile. "Mechamaru, give this to Todo-kun."

"Mechamaru! This is perfect timing!" Miwa said, holding up a box. "This is for Todo-kun and Kamo-senpai."

"Are you their errand boy?"

"E-errand boy?!" Mechamaru spluttered angrily. "Of course not!"

"Then how come they keep asking you to do their stuff?" Panda asked.

"That's what I would like to know too." The robot clicked irritatedly. He always wondered why they needed to go through him to get to their classmates.

The three girls walked away, not looking back. They froze when Mechamaru asked a simple question. "Why do you all always go through me?"

"Grk!"

Mai and Momo recalled Todo and Kamo whenever they approached the boys.

"Don't talk to me right now." Todo frowned, staring at the TV. "Takeda-chan is live streaming."

"Ibaragi? It's Ibaraki. You don't even know that?" Kamo looked at them in disdain.

Because they're too much trouble, obviously. Momo and Mai thought, disgust on their faces.

Kamo and Todo's scary expressions creeped Miwa out. I'm honestly still scared of them...

"So that's why." Mechamaru faced the girls. "You could've just said that. It's not like I would get angry."

Miwa frowned. "Sorry."

"It's fine."

"...I'm not trouble." Kamo scowled. "It's not my fault you don't know anything basic."

"You just keep interrupting my free time." Todo said, eyes focused on Takeda who was smiling and pointing to a sushi shop.

"Ugh, thats exactly why." Mai grimaced. All of Todo's free time was watching Takeda or training. And Kamo was such a nerd he always had to correct things. It was a pain to deal with them on the good days already.

"You're scared of them?" Nobara asked.

Miwa curled in a little bit. "Not like I'm scared of talking to them, but it's sometimes too intimidating..."

Maki tutted. "You idiots need to be softer on your classmates. Can't you see you're making things worse?"

Itadori sweat dropped. You're one to talk. You're probably even colder than those two!

The rest of the second years avoided her eyes.

But if I said that, I might not be able to ask him anymore. The three girls looked at Mechamaru. Miwa placed a hand on his shoulder and said, "Mechamaru! We're counting on you!"

"Sheesh. I'm not that mean to stop helping out." Mechamaru grumbled.

"Yeah, we know now!" Miwa placed a hand on Mechamaru, grateful.

They gave a thumbs up before leaving, so Mechamaru wouldn't ask any more questions. He gasped as he watched them sing out about going on a mission.

"Wait...Why?"

Instead of the robot, the real Mechamaru was seen in a bathtub of red liquid, surrounded by IVs, large tubes, and other medical stationary. He was covered in all bandages, and only had one full arm. "Well, I guess it's good that they can rely on me."

"What a kind student." Yaga said. He was glad there was a connection between the Kyoto students.

When no one commented on his appearance, Mechamaru felt the sudden tension in his body leave. At least they're polite.

"Sensei! Kugisaki!"

Nobara and Gojo were sitting on a bench practically dying of heat.

"Huh?"

"So annoying." Nobara muttered. "It's too hot for your craziness."

Itadori slid in front of them, arms raised to stop himself from moving even more. "Fushiguro is getting hit on!"

Everyone sat up, immediately alert.

"EH?!"

"How?! He's the most hermit person we know!"

"Getting a girl before me? That's not cool."

"What does she look like?"

The comments kept rolling in. Gojo peeked down at Megumi who was pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Guys, I highly doubt that's the case. Itadori probably mistook it."

No one listened.

In an instant, Itadori and Nobara were running behind Gojo as they advanced to Megumi's position.

"Formation B!" Gojo instructed, as they rounded the corner.

"..." Megumi let out a suffering sigh. "You have a formation?"

"Well of course!" Gojo said, arms waving around wildly. "I have one for each of my students! No dating till your 25!"

Maki's brows crinkled. "What kind of rule is that?"

"You're too young to leave the nest!"

"Nest my ass." Megumi said.

"And why are planning to ruin my dating life!" Nobara hissed, crossing her arms.

"I'm not!"

"Roger!"

Megumi was seen talking to a girl with an apathetic face. Behind him, Nobara and Itadori ran in an abnormal way, calling out his name.

Kamo blinked at the run. What in tarnation?

"Do you not feel embarrassed?" Utahime asked, feeling the second-hand embarrassment starting to creep up on her. "Why would you teach them this?"

"Not when it comes to dealing with potential daters." Gojo replied without shame. The bastard even smirked!

"Fushiguro-kyun!"

The launched themselves on top of him, screaming out questions.

"Who is that woman? Have you forgotten how you toasted to my eyes?"

"Was it all a lie when you said your time with me was the most enjoyable of all?!"

"Die." Megumi glowered, refusing to look at his friends. Clearly, he was being punished! Was it because of the one time he stole Nobara's leftover fried chicken?!

"You love us too much for that." Nobara blew a raspberry and Itadori grinned, nudging Megumi's arm.

"I do not." Megumi said, though a bit hesitant. The two noticed of course.

"Awwwww!" Nobara pulled his cheeks.

"Urk, stoppp!" Megumi tried pushing her away but Itadori had wrapped the three of them in a hug. So annoying!

Next to them, Gojo eagerly took pictures of Megumi's miserable state. "Say cheese!"

"What?" Megumi's blank look wasn't deterred by their actions. "Seriously, what?"

"Could you not touch him so casually, please," Gojo stepped up, no longer wearing his jacket. "You home wreckers?! Megumi-chan has violin practice with me now. Let's go home, Megumi-chan. Today, I'll have you master, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."

Mai and Momo clutched each other, guffawing. A phone was held up, recording the scene. "I'm so sending this to our group chat."

"Tuna, tuna."

"Send it to me too." Yuta chuckled. If there was one thing the upperclassmen had in common, whether they were from either schools, it was teasing the first-years. He handed over his phone, and Momo entered her number in. Maki surprisingly did so as well, and shrugged when she got curious looks.

"What? It's for blackmail."

"It's okay." Megumi said to the lady who sweat dropped. He ignored the other three. "Don't mind them. Just go ahead. The stations straight ahead."

The woman bowed, and hurried off. "Thank you so much."

"Wha-?" Todo groaned, shaking his head. "You were giving her directions? Next time ask for their line!"

Megumi shook his head. "No thanks. I'm not interested in romance right now."

"Huh."

"Okay seriously," Megumi glared at them. "What is this? Could you stop? You're embarrassing me."

Itadori blushed knowing all of it happened because of him. Why am I being humiliated twice?! He thought, thinking back to the first clip they watched.

"That's so sad." Momo said, taking no pity for them.

Nobara didn't react much to her displeasure, and Gojo had no shame from his TV self.

Gojo only pretended to look away stylishly, sparkles forming around him.

"Explain!"

When Megumi was told what was going on, he immediately punched Itadori in the head.

"Ow!"

"That's what you deserve." Megumi huffed, satisfied with the ending.

"Ahah!" Miwa giggles, as the final scene closes. Watching the short stories about them was so fun.

Like sloths they cleaned up the area slowly, and migrated to the living room like area that had popped up after they ate lunch. Grinning, Itadori took a vote with what to play, and any Nintendo games won.

With it decided, the group launched into teams prepared to square off. Maki and Mai seemed to want to go up against each other, prepared to make the loser do their bidding.

"Let the games begin!" Todo and Itadori yelled, starting the first battle.

"ORA!" Nobara yelled, twisting her body as the car on screen turned to the right. She was in 2nd place, just barely coming up from behind Megumi who was calmly accelerating. After getting hit with a green turtle shell, she screamed when she fell into 3rd place.

Itadori snickered as his car zoomed past her's and finally closing in on Megumi. His power ups had been used to the best of it's abilities, and now it showed. The teachers behind them cheered and the last player Yuuta chuckled in embarrassment as he once again, got tripped up by a banana.

"Yuuji-kun!" Gojo whooped, raising invisible pompoms to encourage him to get first place. "You got this! If you win, I'll take you out for dessert!"

At this, Itadori had a familiar glint in his eyes as his car barreled forward. "You're on sensei!"

Itadori loses by a landslide, with Megumi looking vaguely smug like at him as he crosses the finish line. Itadori groans, flopping over, with Todo patting his back sympathetically. Before he can say anything, Gojo leans over him and pats his head.

"Hehe, I guess I'm taking Megumi-kun with me instead." Gojo grins, shoving his face too close to the other boy. Megumi pushes his face away annoyed, grumbling.

"As if I'd want to go anywhere with you." He says, getting up from the ground. He hands over his controller to Toge who has such a maniacal charge in his eye that Megumi is silently thankful he won't be on the end of his trolling. "Besides, I don't like dessert."

"What about me sensei?" Nobara whines, throwing her controller at Mai.

"Hmm, sorry Nobara-chan, but you got third place." Gojo says. He settles down next to her. "If you win four games in a row I might consider it."

Nobara growled. What did he mean consider?! "Ugh, whatever. I don't want your dumb dessert anyways."

"Don't worry Kugisaki," Itadori laughed behind her on the couch. "I'm sure Gojo-sensei will take you to buy some clothes."

The next round started with Mai, Maki, Inumaki, and Kamo.

Once the timer got to 0, Inumaki spoke. "Don't move."

"Oi!" Mai yelled, unable to move her arms. "You little shit!"

Inumaki only grinned as his cart barreled forward nearing the finish line. Five runs would be too easy. "Salmon roe."

"Well, now we know who the winner is." Kamo sighed. He watched Maki try and break free from the curse.

Less than three minutes later Inumaki won.

The games go fast after that, and an hour later, they're all lying on the ground, bored out of their minds.

"I'm so bored."

"You've said that like five times."

"Senseiii," Itadori groans, rubbing his eyes. He feels restless. Now a sorcerer, he isn't used to lying down and being unproductive unless it's the rare full free weekend. "Give us ideas."

"Hmm." Gojo looks at the ceiling, copying his student's laying positions. "Wanna do sparring? Team battle royal style, but no cursed techniques. It's up to you how many you want on your team, but you cannot fight school versus school as a whole. I'll figure out the rules while you get dressed. Whichever team wins gets a free day off. No training, no missions."

Todo sits up. "Yes!" He looks down at his classmates who are getting up. They're satisfied, finally able to do something that would get rid of their restlessness.

"Sounds good to me."

"You're on!"

"Spicy cod roe."

Mai smirks at Maki, cracking her knuckles. "You'll be the first to go down."

"Haaah, as if I'd let you even touch me."

The space they end up in is painted white and has walls that have spells imbedded in them, making it more sturdy and soundproof than cement and pine should be. The majority of the quarters are rather luxurious, with polished floorboards, wall-length mirrors, an arsenal filled with cursed weapons, and another with standard gym equipment like weights and machines.

The last room is all bare except for the large tatami mat in the middle. As the students get changed into training gear, Gojo takes a seat on the floor next to the other teachers. Shoko grabs her medical equipment, knowing more than a few would end up with bruises and bad injuries.

Nobara is the first to stalk in, wearing tight but comfortable exercise clothes. On her hip is her squeaky hammer. Though Gojo said no cursed energy, he never banned training weapons.

Megumi and Itadori follow in right after, the latter bouncing every step he takes. "Hehe." Itadori grins, arms folding behind his head. "Our team is going to come out on top."

Nobara smirks, hip jutting out. "Of course."

"Well, I hope we take out a few at least." Megumi says, stretching his limbs. The other two copy as he raises his arms then leans down to touch his toes.

The rest of the students pile in a few minutes later, all prepping for the impromptu battle.

"This is going to be enlightening." Nanami watches as the students make jabs at each other, blood pumping.

"Who do you think is going to win?" Utahime asks as Shoko sits down next to her.

The tired woman shrugs. "It'll either be Todo or Maki, since it's only physical sparring, but we can't dismiss Itadori completely. He did punch through a thick wall after all."

Gojo stands up when they're finished with their exercises. "You know the rules. No cursed energy. Breaking that rule with disqualify you. Training weapons are fine, but no real blades. It's fine if there's only one more person left on your team by the timer ends." He hands out a red bandana to each person. "If your flag gets taken, you're out. No double knots, and no hiding it places you can't see. The last person standing gives their team the win. If there are more than one team left, those with the most members left are the winners. However, there's a catch. If more than one team has all their team members left, no one is getting the prize. So if you want it, you better do your best!"

With that, he walked off the mat, and waited as everyone processed his words.

"Ehh?" Yuta sighed. "What a cruel man. Either we're forced to sacrifice a member, or we have to defeat one person from each team. But there's also the fact that he said there's no limit to the amount of people on a team."

"The only thing good about that rule is the entire school can't form one." Maki nodded. "Depending on how many players on a team, we could be put at a disadvantage. Especially if we sacrifice a teammate."

Inumaki pointed to the teams. They were all separated. "Tuna."

It wasn't surprising Mai, Momo, Kamo, and Mechamaru teamed up. Even if both schools could form one whole team, Todo would prefer to fight by himself. For the Tokyo students, they were grouped by grade years.

Itadori punched his hands together. "I'm so ready for this!"

"Nobara get behind me and Itadori."

A tick mark formed on the girl's forehead. "HAH?! Why would I do that? I wanna beat these shits too!"

"Cause you'll be our last player standing." Megumi reasoned. Between all three of them Itadori was the best at adapting and hit the hardest, but lacked the flexibility Nobara and the agility Megumi adopted during tight fights. He picked up his tonfa and blocked Nobara's view of the mat. She was easily hidden from prying eyes.

"Tch," Nobara crossed her arms as they stood at the corner of the mat. "If you get beat up I'm joining."

Itadori nodded. "Of course!" A second later, he shoots off towards the Kyoto group, with Maki, Inumaki, and Panda following behind. Megumi meets Yuuta in the middle of the mat, both circling each other.

Megumi watches Yuta as he raises his kendo sword with apprehension. The anxious wreck that used to be an upperclassman has long since disappeared. As he concentrates on the match at hand, a serious expression has appeared on his face. Megumi fixes his gaze on the red flag that is attached to the zipper pull on the front of his jacket. A difficult situation, especially taking into account the fact that Yuta possessed the ability to launch long-range assaults.

His own flag is folded into the belt straps of his pants, placed in a way it would take multiple tugs to get out.

Megumi takes a long breath before launching himself forward, narrowly avoiding being hit in the head by the sword as it's flung in an arc at him. As soon as Yuta thrusts the blade in the direction of his stomach, his body makes the necessary avoidance very swiftly. He recoils in surprise and frowns.

"You won't be able to defeat me with those. Make use of your legs to help you maintain your balance." Yuta says, like he's teaching a class. He points to Megumi's shoulder. "I can see that it's still sore from this morning's training. I'll be attacking that. Do your best to dodge."

The statement alone irks Megumi. As much as he respects Yuta, being on the end of Yuta's blade and being told his mistakes still suck. However, he's not one to dismiss any tips.

He raises the tonfa, spreading his legs into a stance. Seeing this, Yuuta rushes forward, mat trembling from the strength and speed, bringing down the sword with a thud. It connects to the middle of the tonfa, cracking it.

It's heavy! Megumi thinks, gritting his teeth. He's pushed back a couple inches near Nobara. He balances himself on his left leg, right leg reaching Yuta's neck to kick him away. With the broken tonfa, his throws it up into the air. I need an opening! Don't think about defeating him, just get the flag!

Megumi changes the trajectory of his right leg when Yuta dodges, to drop diagonally with a twist of his hips. He needs to get faster, far faster before Yuta can react. The broken tonfa falling back down forces Yuta to move back."Tch."

"Don't move like that." Yuta instructs. "This is the last piece of advice I'll give you for this match. Connect your movements to be able to switch up at any given moment. Move like water."

Megumi's foots lands on the mat and he sprints at Yuta who also rushes at him, both hands in the hilt of his sword. It's raised above his head, the next direction of it hidden by the stillness of Yuta's arms.

With his last tonfa, he throws it at Yuta who fully dodges to the side. The position of his arms lower slightly, and Megumi reaches to grab the flag. There! Just as the tip of his fingertips touch the end of the flag, Yuta's already slamming the sword into the side of his sore shoulder, leaning backwards.

His balance is off the charts. Megumi hisses at the attack. Distantly he can hear Nobara screaming about joining Itadori who's surrounded. Shaking his head, he refocuses his attention on Yuta who's closer than he thought-his shoulder is hit again. This time instead of striking at his shoulder, Megumi takes it in the gut. Bile rises in his throat from the strength of the hit.

He floats in the air from the weight before his back sinks into the floor. Biting his lip in pain, he rolls to avoid the next one, adrenaline pumping through his veins.

"Eyes on me." Yuta calmly says, like he isn't beating Megumi down.

"I know..." Megumi grouches out, leaning most of his weight on his good arm to lift himself in a semi handstand to sweep Yuta off his feet.

The older boy jumps, hovering for a few seconds before kicking Megumi's legs away. In turn Megumi grabs the wooden sword and successfully flings it as far away as possible. Around him, there are loud grunts, screams, and the sound of flesh hitting flesh. It's pure chaos.

"You did good." Yuta compliments as he watches Megumi stagger to his feet. "But this is end."

Megumi does his best to block as many of Yuta's blows as he can while the latter throws a series of punches at him. Megumi is sent into the air when Yuta delivers an uppercut to his chin. Yuta tugs at the red flag hanging from his belt loops faster than he can blink his. Yuta watches, without pity or compassion, as Megumi crumples and passes out.

"...he's...Shoko...up..."

"Look...bruises...what...smack..."

"...be...don't...days."

Groaning, Megumi blinks slowly. Bright light blinds him, and he immediately closes his eyes. There's a dull throbbing wherever Yuta's attacks landed. He reaches out to drink before his parched throat becomes even drier. Warm hands help him sit up and another pair places a cup in his own.

He eagerly chugs it down, and blearily opens his eyes. "W-what happened?" He croaks out. He touches the thin layer of petroleum jelly covering his bruises. His hurt shoulder is retapped firmly. Itadori snorts, his own head covered in bandages. Nobara sits in the chair next to him, arms and torso wrapped.

"More like what didn't happen." Itadori shook his head. "We were too arrogant. The Kyoto students were easier to deal with, but there was so much going on. And while I could've taken them out, our upperclassmen decided to turn on us first too."

Nobara nods, crossing her arms. "It turned into beat the shit of outta the Tokyo first-years. Guess they weren't playing around when it came to the prize, because I've never seen Miwa so feral."

Megumi placed the cup on the beside table. "I'm guessing it's because the higher ups have recently been sending all of them on back to back missions."

"And the fact that sensei dumps his missions on them." Nobara hummed, tapping her chin. "Anyways, our second years won, at least. Toge didn't do to bad despite his light frame. It was Panda that got knocked outta the match first. And it was only because his flag kept undoing around his arm. Mai was particularly angry, so I wasn't that disappointed in the end."

Itadori sighed, looking at the ceiling. "Too bad though. I was so looking forward to a free day. Maybe check out the sequel to Human Earthworm."

"Ugh, that's disgusting." Nobara stood up, pressing the nurse button and handed Megumi a mirror. "You look like shit, by the way. What'd Okkotsu-senpai do to you?"

Megumi grumbled, poking at his bruises. There was a large dark blue one underneath his chin and some yellow ones splattered across his face. "Used me as a punching bag. Did you hear him giving me a lesson of all things? It was humiliating."

Itadori pats him on the back sympathetically.

"Not as much as watching Itadori get his ass handed by five people at once." Nobara scoffed, brows furrowed. "Honestly, I don't know why we followed your plan. If we'd been faster and took Inumaki's, Panda's, and Miwa's flags we would've been fine. Mai and Maki would face off either way, so all we would need to is run."

Megumi raised a brow. "You were the one who agreed to. I admit the plan could've gone better, but it's not like I can predict everything."

"Still," Nobara replied, her voice dipping into exasperation. "If you were gonna come up with a plan, you should've discussed it more. Now we're all beat up."

"Woah, woah, woah. Kugisaki, where is this coming from?" Itadori asks, worry lining his eyes. Just a second ago everything was fine!

Nobara clicked her tongue not answering. A deep frown marred her face, and a flash of guilt crossed her face. It wasn't that she was mad at them, she just wished things were more planned out. More than, she was angry at herself. She could've did more than what she showed. Her words didn't come out the way she wanted, so she tried to rephrase it.

"It's just that, I don't know, next time look at all the facts before suggesting something!" Fuck, that wasn't right either! Nobara opened her mouth to say sorry, but was cut off by Megumi.

"Oi, if you're going to go that route, then I will too."

Itadori stood silently watching in shock. Megumi, who never rose to any baits finally took one?! Just what was going on?

Megumi gripped the thin bedsheets tightly. Combined with the humiliation from the earlier fight, his tiredness, and frustration of everything, he didn't care whether his filter was on. And yeah, this squabble was turning into something unnecessary, but seriously, Nobara saying those words despite look worn out too? "You might have perfect aim, but without it, you're just average. That's why I made you hide behind us! In a physical fight, there's not much you can do."

Nobara flinched back hurt, blinking. Itadori stepped forward, ready to stop it before it spiraled even more. "Hey, stop it guys!"

Of course the two ignored him.

"Is that what you really think of me?! Well guess what! You got your ass got crushed by Okkotsu-senpai! You're just too angry you suck too!" Nobara's voice raised up, anger and dejection heard in her tone.

Immediately, Megumi regretted his words. He looked down, disappointed. What a scene, both of them insulting each other like kindergartners over something stupid. And it's not like he really believed Nobara was useless without her hammer. She just had so much room to improve! Her potential was great, and he didn't like seeing it be overlooked. "Well, I-"

Itadori's flat tone shut Megumi up. "Quiet. Both of you. What's done is done. I can't believe you're both fighting over something so trivial. Now, if you weren't pulling this dumb shit, you'd notice Gojo-sensei and Shoko-san at the door. You've made them wait. Apologize."

Cowed, Megumi dipped his head apologetically. "Sorry." He muttered, looking anywhere but them.

"Sorry, sensei." Nobara grumbled right after. None of them had heard that tone from Itadori ever. Sure, his voice got serious during missions, but not like this. And coming from Itadori made it all the more real that they screwed up.

"It's alright, my dear students!" Gojo's light voice made them relax slightly. "I was wondering when a fight broke out between all of you." His voice became calm as he entered teaching mode. "However, you should watch your words carefully. Sometimes you'll say something you don't mean and no one wants that. Understood?"

Megumi nodded and Nobara said, "Yes."

"Great!" Gojo and Shoko walked into the room, and stood near the end of the bed. "Now to finish your check up. You have..."

Nobara exited the room as fast as possible without looking back. She didn't notice Shoko take a glance at her. Shame filled her body. She should've never mentioned it. How idiotic of me! What if our friendship is over?

She bit her lip, fists trembling as she sped walked to her room. Let's just sleep this off. Things will turn out fine tomorrow, right?

The sound of the kitchen sink running drags Shoko awake. A glance at the clock shows it thirteen minutes to 4:00. Sighing, she gets up. There's no point in going back to sleep now that she's awake. With her room being the closest to the entrance, and her good hearing, she easily wakes up to sounds. This time is no exception.

Usually it's Nanami who's up at this hour, eating some toasted bread dipped in garlic. However, it's Nobara she sees when she walks in.

"You're up early." Nobara comments, drying her hands after placing her mug on the dish rack.

"I could say the same for you." Shoko notes the tension in the girl's shoulders. She sits down after grabbing her own cup and pouring hot water inside. "You like your beauty sleep. Why are you up?"

Nobara shrugs, clearly unsure if she should talk about earlier. There's dullness in her eyes, and Shoko knows the girl won't bring up whats bothering her after what happened before. Though she didn't hear the entire conversation, she can guess what it was about. Nobara probably doesn't want to cause even more things to worry about. Despite her attitude, Nobara is the rational type. Shoko could see it in the way she stopped Megumi and Itadori's useless squabbling about dinner, or when she yelled at them to get on with the program during mission briefings.

"Couldn't fall asleep." Nobara eventually replies.

Shoko nods, finishes her water, and sets the cup down. She takes Nobara's hand, thankfully the girl doesn't protest, and leads her to her room. Standing at Ieiri's door, Nobara lets out a confused noise. All Shoko does is push her in softly and turns on the lights. The bags under her eyes will be even darker tomorrow, but she's got a student to care about.

Nobara needs a distraction, and Shoko has the perfect thing to do so. "You like makeup, right?" Shoko asks, sitting her down in front of the vanity mirror. Whoever's cursed technique made this place so detailed, she silently thanked.

"I do. I also like fashion." Nobara says. There's a small spark in her eyes as she's asked about her favorite things. Good. It was a start.

Shoko pulls out the vanity drawers, and Nobara's eyes widened. Inside, many expensive skin products lay, shining like a treasure box. Quickly, the girl grabs the closest item.

"Oh my god! Is this La Mer?! Where did you get this?" Nobara holds up the container, instantly opening it.

Snorting, Shoko shook her head. "I didn't get it. It was just inside when the rooms opened."

"Literally how?" Nobara groaned, more light coming back. "This wasn't in my room!"

Shrugging, Shoko opened her closet next. "I guess the rooms were tailored to each person's needs." She pointed to her face and the eye bags. "Perhaps since my skin isn't as taken care of as the rest of you, the technique provided high quality products."

"You're so lucky sensei." Nobara sighed, taking the Omorovicza Thermal cleanser and rushing to the bathroom with other products.

"You can come in and use them whenever you want." Shoko offered. It wasn't like she was going to use all of them anyways. She grabbed a pair of small heels and a matching dress. Seemed around the girl's size. "If the technique lets people bring things to the real world, then you might as well bring them all back."

"Really?!" Nobara ran back to the vanity, pushing her hair back as she put on primer and started her base. "Thanks sensei!"

Smiling slightly, Shoko knew whatever had been bothering her was now out of mind. She knew whatever it was, she couldn't talk about it with Gojo and the two first years, and if they couldn't be there for her, Shoko would. And besides, she understood.

The dress Shoko picked out was placed behind Nobara so she could see it through the mirror. It was fairly slim, which would hug Nobara comfortably yet look classy. The sleeves were short, and the top would start at the tip of her shoulders. "Oh wow! That's Balenciaga! It's my favorite brand, right after Hermes."

Shoko chuckled. Who knew the first year had such expensive taste? She hung the dress on the closet door and showed her the heels. It was simple, black with red backs.

At the sight, Nobara dropped her makeup brush. "No way! This place is the best! Louboutin, Balenciaga, and all of these! A dream come true."

Shoko sat at the edge of her bed, watching Nobara curl her eyelashes and dab blush on her cheeks. There's no silence, as Shoko listens to Nobara talk about all the famous fashion designers, makeup artists, and that if she wasn't a sorcerer she'd be a model. At times like these, Shoko feels a little nostalgic, chatting like this with Utahime when they were younger, or berating Gojo and Geto for buying a way too expensive and ugly t-shirt for no reason.

It's 5:00 am when Nobara struts around her room like she's a star, and not a teenager dealing with curses. Shoko helps take pictures with a Polaroid camera, encouraging her on, and even laughing when Nobara accidentally trips over herself. She helps Nobara do her hair, brushing it back and pinning pretty hair clips to pull it back. She gives Nobara more dresses, more outfits, and now both of them are having so much fun, Shoko doesn't want to be interrupted.

When the clock hits 8:30, Nobara giggles, lying on her back in exhaustion. Shoko hands her a water bottle which she eagerly gulps down.

"We should do this again sensei." Nobara smiles so, so brightly. All the walls that Shoko built over the years, crumble in an instant. The young girl is full of dreams in a bloody world, and Shoko swears she'll do anything to protect her.

Shoko ruffles her hair. "We should. Next time, we can do karaoke too. I'll personally sound proof this room."

"Ohh! That would be so fun!" Nobara sits up, taking off the fancy one piece suit, and puts on a cute light pink, but comfortable tracksuit. Everyone will be sitting for most of the day, but they still have training in the mornings.

Shoko helps put away the mess they've made, as Nobara washes her face of makeup, and redoes her skin care routine. They walk out to the smell of Japanese pancakes and tamagoyaki, with Nobara talking animatedly about the series she started watching before their arrival. If anyone notices the slight shift in dynamic between the two teachers and their first years, no one says anything.

Nobara is oblivious to the stares as she piles on pancakes, but Shoko can feel them. After pilling up her plate, Nobara heads to Megumi. She nervously whispers into his ear, and after a moment he follows her out the room. There are curious stares that watch, but Shoko can safely make a statement about one thing.

Everything will be okay.