After lunch, Itadori's powerful recovery ability had him back on his feet.
He could risk his life keeping Sukuna company again.
But Sukuna had had his fill of the morning's scream-inducing rides, so they chose some gentler activities that afternoon.
Itadori even found an arcade. With a cap and mask on, he wasn't particularly conspicuous sitting in a Driving Simulator, so he let Sukuna take over and indulge a driving obsession he hadn't known he had.
When Sukuna got excited, his movements made everything clack so loudly that Itadori worried he might yank the gearshift right off...
After another round, Sukuna sighed.
"Ah, I want to come back sometime."
If only he didn't have those cursed markings on his face, he could come out and play more often...
Maybe he should find someone to make him a custom Human-Skin Mask? Wearing it for too long would be uncomfortable, but it would work for occasional emergencies.
Seeing Sukuna having so much fun made Itadori happy too.
[We can come whenever you want!]
[We have money now, anyway. Whenever you feel like coming, I'll ask Megumi Fushiguro for some time off. We can even come on weekdays.]
The corners of Sukuna's lips lifted slightly. Itadori always helped him with things like this, and it filled his heart with warmth.
The whole group met up and huddled together to discuss their next activity.
"What should we do next?"
Itadori looked around and pointed in one direction.
"How about that?"
Everyone, Sukuna included, looked over-
They immediately spotted two huge words: "Haunted House."
Kugisaki looked unimpressed. Didn't they see enough curses every day? Did they really need to come here to look at fake ghosts?
At the words "Haunted House," Sukuna shrank back a little.
He swallowed quietly, feeling nervous.
*...What should I