"Heh..."
That afternoon.
In the classroom.
"You mean the King wants to start a club here?"
Satoru Gojo was eating a snack, looking somewhat surprised.
"If it's a club founded by the King, I'd like to join too."
Megumi Fushiguro was the first to speak, a gleam flashing in his eyes.
It might only be a club.
But if all went well, it would be enough to make him a follower of the King.
That would be a leap straight to the top.
"Haha, it's pretty rare to hear you say something like that, Megumi."
Yuji Itadori said cheerfully, "In that case, I'd like to join too."
"Club activities, huh? That brings back memories."
"In your dreams. Only pretty girls are allowed. Even changing your gender wouldn't get you in."
At those words, Megumi Fushiguro and Yuji Itadori felt as though they had been struck by lightning.
Yuji Itadori said incredulously, "What kind of club is that? It's practically a harem!"
"Congratulations, you got it right. That's exactly what it is: Master's harem."
Nobara Kugisaki gave Yuji Itadori a surprised look.
She seemed a little taken aback.
To think this sports-brained idiot had seen straight through it.
"Hahaha, that certainly sounds like the King."
Satoru Gojo smiled nonchalantly. "I'm sure getting the club approved won't be a problem."
"Those old fossils wouldn't dare defy the King's wishes. But what's it called?"
"The Jujutsu Service Club. That was Master's decision."
Satoru Gojo: "..."
Megumi Fushiguro: "..."
Yuji Itadori: "..."
Well, damn.
So they weren't even going to pretend anymore?
That name.
How utterly shameless.
Yuji Itadori quipped, "Then why not just call it the Harem Club?"
"That would work too."
Nobara Kugisaki blushed. "Actually, that was Master's first choice."
"But I stopped him..."
That name was awful in every possible sense.