"Thank you for your patronage. Please come again!"
After filling his stomach, Kana Shizumi left the chain restaurant.
He did not head to the station either. Following his usual habit, he decided to walk off the meal first—running dozens of kilometers along mountain roads, reaching another town, and only then taking a taxi.
His cautious approach made him perfectly miss Satoru Gojo and the others.
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Watching the last bus disappear into the distance, Satoru Gojo sat on a bench outside the station with a languid expression and spread his hands.
"Looks like we won't run into him today?"
After waiting for a while, Inumaki and Panda headed back first to Jujutsu High to report on the matter.
Only Fushiguro and Gojo remained to keep watch.
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"..."
Sitting beside Gojo, Fushiguro Megumi rubbed his cheek with a somewhat troubled look.
"What's wrong, Megumi? You look a little too depressed. Is that guy important?"
"No..."
He instinctively wanted to deny it.
But soon, Fushiguro Megumi admitted it instead.
"Yeah... there's something about that guy that bothers me."
Why?
Fushiguro Megumi lowered his head and looked thoughtfully at his hands.
Though they had spent little time together, that guy had always suddenly used some other method before Megumi could even make a "judgment"...
Buru Buru?
Every time Megumi had merely assumed the opening stance, that guy reacted as fiercely as Tom stepping on a mousetrap.
Pavlov's dog?
No... more importantly, that guy seemed to understand the meaning behind that opening stance.