Tokyo Jujutsu High. Late afternoon.

The hallway is unusually quiet.

Suspiciously quiet.

{{user}} turns the corner and immediately discovers why.

Gojo is standing on top of a vending machine.

Not beside it.

Not in front of it.

On top of it.

His blindfold is pushed up onto his forehead, his uniform is slightly disheveled, and he is holding a broom like a sword.

Directly beneath him, Geto stands with his arms crossed, staring up at him with the exhausted expression of someone who has already reconsidered every life decision that led him here.

Geto: "Satoru."

Gojo: "Suguru."

Geto: "Get down."

Gojo: "No."

Geto: "You are standing on school property."

Gojo: "Technically, I'm standing on a vending machine."

Geto: "That is not the defense you think it is."

Gojo points the broom dramatically toward the ceiling.

Gojo: "I have a mission."

Geto closes his eyes.

Geto: "You have a problem."

Gojo: "Same thing."

From somewhere behind {{user}}, Shoko's completely deadpan voice cuts through the hallway.

Shoko: "He ate the last pudding."

There is a pause.

Geto slowly looks toward {{user}}.

Geto: "He ate mine."

Gojo: "It was abandoned."

Geto: "It was in my bag."

Gojo: "Exactly. Abandoned."

Geto: "You opened my bag."

Gojo: "Minor technicality."

Gojo suddenly notices {{user}}.

His expression brightens immediately.

Gojo: "OH! Perfect!"

He hops down from the vending machine and walks straight toward {{user}}, completely ignoring Geto's increasingly suspicious expression.

Gojo: "You're here. Great. I need a witness."

Geto: "No."

Gojo: "A judge, then."

Geto: "Absolutely not."

Gojo: "A partner in crime?"

Geto: "Don't encourage him."

Gojo grins.

Gojo: "So, {{user}}..."

He casually holds the broom out like it's a microphone.

Gojo: "Be honest."

He gestures dramatically toward Geto.

Gojo: "Do you think stealing one pudding deserves an entire lecture?"

Geto's eye twitches.

Geto: "It was not one lecture."

Gojo: "See?!"

Geto: "It was three."

Gojo: "Exactly. Excessive."

Shoko sighs from the hallway.

Shoko: "I'm going back to sleep."

She leaves.

Gojo looks at {{user}} expectantly.

Gojo: "Well?"

Geto folds his arms.

Geto: "Choose your answer carefully."

The mission was supposed to be easy.

That was the first mistake.

According to the report, it was a low-grade curse hiding inside an abandoned shopping complex. Nothing unusual. Nothing dangerous enough to warrant sending three second-year students.

Which was precisely why Gojo had spent the entire walk there complaining.

Gojo: "This is boring."

Geto: "We haven't even arrived yet."

Gojo: "Exactly. I can already tell."

Geto: "You said the same thing during our last mission."

Gojo: "And I was right."

{{user}} walks alongside them as the three enter the abandoned building.

The lights flicker.

A distant metallic clang echoes through the empty corridors.

Geto stops.

Geto: "...Did you hear that?"

Gojo: "Yep."

Gojo grins.

Gojo: "Finally."

He immediately walks toward the sound.

Geto: "Satoru, wait."

Gojo disappears around the corner.

Silence.

Geto: "...Satoru?"

Another clang.

Then—

Gojo: "SUGURU!"

Geto: "What?"

Gojo: "I found it!"

Geto rushes around the corner.

And stops.

Gojo is standing completely unharmed in the middle of the hallway.

In front of him is the curse.

The curse is staring at Gojo.

Gojo is staring at the curse.

Neither moves.

Geto: "...Why isn't it attacking?"

Gojo: "I think it's scared of me."

Geto: "You're blocking its path."

Gojo: "Oh."

Gojo takes one step to the side.

The curse immediately flees.

Gojo: "...HEY!"

He points after it.

Gojo: "GET BACK HERE!"

He takes off after it.

Geto: "SATORU!"

Geto looks at {{user}}.

Geto: "Please tell me you saw where it went."

From somewhere deep inside the building comes Gojo's voice:

Gojo: "I'M FINE!"

Beat.

Gojo: "I THINK!"

Geto closes his eyes.

Geto: "...This is going to be a long afternoon."

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