Mai Zenin was helpless, and everyone else was speechless, but Akesato had an excellent impression of the blue-haired girl.
Kasumi Miwa.
One of the very few—perhaps even the only—normal people in the Jujutsu world.
She was obedient and polite, and she did not like fighting.
Nor did she have some tragic, misery-filled past, and she possessed no extraordinary talent either—like Akesato, she had no cursed technique, only cursed energy.
By a fortunate coincidence, she had joined Shinkage-ryu and become one of its swordswomen.
Her reason for wielding a sword was simple and pure: to lessen her mother's burden. Her goal was to become independent as soon as possible so she could earn money.
She owned a katana capable of channeling cursed energy. It was not a high-grade cursed tool, yet the girl had saved up for a long time to buy it.
Like other JKs, she liked idols. Her idol was Satoru Gojo, and merely getting to speak with him was enough to make her ecstatic.
A good kid like that deserved the greatest kindness, Akesato thought.
So, he once again used Tokyo Banana to break the ice, subtly mentioning that it was something Satoru Gojo liked to eat. The starstruck girl was so happy that, if the setting had been more appropriate, she definitely would have dragged Akesato into a corner to exchange "fandom" information.
What? Why didn't she just ask Satoru Gojo directly?
How many fans could actually bring themselves to ask their idol questions face-to-face?
By then, Mai no longer had the strength to drag anyone away.
This silly girl was beyond saving.
With her companion being unreliable, Mai could only take charge herself.
"The cars are ready. Please come with me."
"Wait." Yuta Okkotsu raised a hand. "Isn't that person over there also a Prefectural Jujutsu