A month had slipped quietly by since the start of school, and Shoko had gradually grown accustomed to life at Jujutsu High.
She discovered that she had plenty to talk about with those three: bizarre cursed spirits, controlling cursed energy, all sorts of cursed techniques...
At the same time, she had come to understand the three of them on a deeper level.
Satoru Gojo-an egomaniac, but also perceptive and not without kindness.
Suguru Geto-he carried a strong sense of justice and held fast to his belief in protecting the weak, which led to occasional arguments with the egomaniac, and even fights.
Ze Zenin-he seemed reliable. Unlike Gojo, he was reserved and aloof, but he seemed to cherish the bonds he had with those around him.
As Shoko recalled the little moments of the past month, she realized she had stolen more than ten glances at his face. Sometimes, she had even caught a faint smile slipping through.
"He really is pretty handsome, though..."
Shoko had gotten up early that morning for one reason alone: the conversation she had had with her upperclassmen, Utahime and Mei Mei, a few days earlier had left her struggling to keep her composure.
"At your level, Shoko, even if you can't fight, you'd definitely be an amazing healer!" Utahime said, hugging her. "After all, who could turn down treatment from our adorable Shoko?"
Shoko ignored Utahime's remarks for the moment and turned to Mei Mei.
"For once, I think Utahime has a point," Mei Mei agreed. "But there are different ways to use a cursed technique. Mine, for example, is [Black Bird Manipulation], but it isn't limited to controlling crows and sharing their vision..."
"Shoko."
Mei Mei looked at her seriously. "You might not know this yet... but your technique is a natural counter to