I want a big one!

When Megumi Fushiguro forked up his third bite of cake, Maki was the first to catch on. She immediately turned to Itadori, her eyes shining.

"You just said this cake was a thank-you gift, right? So that means there's some for all of us, doesn't it?"

"Huh? Yes, yes, yes!" Itadori nodded rapidly, his eyes bright.

Maki slapped the table imperiously. "Give me a slice too!"

Everyone else raised their hands together. "Me too!"

Itadori immediately began happily handing out cake.

The instant the cake entered their mouths, everyone was stunned by its rich, delicate flavor-smooth and sweet without being cloying!

How could it... taste this good!!!

"Oh my god, Sukuna actually... ahem! I mean, Itadori, your cake is actually this delicious!"

"Help, why can a Special Grade Cur... no, I mean, Yuji, you can even make this?!"

"No way, no way! What kind of heavenly cooking is this? That guy living in Itadori-cough, cough... Itadori, you could open a shop!"

Listening to the barrage of praise, Itadori looked both happy and a little bemused.

...Why did something feel a little off?

Listening to everyone's praise from within his inner world, Sukuna was over the moon.

When he spoke, his tone remained perfectly calm and casual, but it was as though a big, fluffy tail were swishing happily behind him.

[Hmph. It's nothing special.]

As a certain curse spoke, the corners of his mouth curled upward-

-and nothing could force them back down!

Ah! As expected of him! The all-capable King of Curses!

Afternoon tea came to a happy end amid everyone's frantic scramble for cake.

When Gojo heard the news and hurried over in high spirits, all he found were empty plates.

Gojo: "???"

Where was his? Why wasn't there any for him?!

Gojo the sweet-loving kitty was utterly shocked.

Why hadn't he gotten any dessert? He was unhappy!!

"Suku... no! Yuji, hurry up and make one just for me! I want a big one!!"

"A big one!!!!"

His voice echoed wildly through the dormitory building-

"Ah~ Now that's more like it~"

In the middle of the night, Gojo sat in the reception room with the cake Sukuna had made just for him, happily talking to Sukuna as he ate.

"By the way, I'm heading overseas for work later. I'll probably be back in a couple of days. Evening training is on hold, so work out your own schedule."

With that, he scooped up a generous spoonful of cake and put it in his mouth.

Mmm-delicious, just as expected!!

The corners of his mouth lifted happily.

After supplying plenty of ingredients and declaring that he and Sukuna would get one each, Gojo had finally won exclusive rights to an entire cake.

-One that nobody else got a share of!

Served them right for not saving him any!

-Gojo the sweet-loving kitty really did hold that much of a grudge!

"Got it. Remember to bring back some local specialties."

Sukuna sat opposite him, eating his own share with his head lowered-he hadn't gotten a single bite of last night's cake either. The battle had been so fierce that Itadori hadn't even managed to save him a slice.

Even Itadori himself hadn't gotten any-he had watched helplessly as everyone divided up the cake Sukuna had made, leaving none for him.

With Megumi Fushiguro there, he hadn't dared make any rash moves. All he could do was grit his teeth and endure it, endure it...

In the end, he had run off to the cafeteria and wolfed down three bowls of ramen-after all, the money he had intended to spend on food had all gone toward a kimono and cake ingredients for his Sukuna. He had been hungry from noon until evening and had nearly reached his limit.

Ah, poor kid...

Sukuna sighed, planning to save half the cake for Yuji-he couldn't very well make a cake and leave his own kid without any.

As he thought about it, he sectioned off Yuji's share, then slowly savored his own, feeling utterly content.

Partway through eating, Gojo suddenly looked up at him.

"So why do you know how to make cake? Is that another thing Yuji knows how to do?"

Sukuna didn't even lift his head. "Watched a video."

He certainly wasn't going to tell Gojo he had the makings of a chef.

"Something this simple, you learn it after watching once, don't you? Can't you?"

Don't ask. If you did, the answer was natural talent.

Gojo: "..."

No amount of watching videos could make someone this good, could it?

This cake was even better than what his family's chef made!

...Huh? Wait! Did that mean he could come to Sukuna whenever he wanted cake?

Hmm, not a bad idea...!

Thinking this, Gojo happily went back to eating his cake.

-Great, that settled it!

The two stopped talking and dug into their cakes together.

-Determined to make up for what they had missed yesterday!

And so, the strongest of a thousand years ago and the strongest of the present somehow discovered something they had in common, quietly forming a special friendship as fellow dessert enthusiasts.

The dessert club's first tasting event came to a successful close.

After finishing his cake, Gojo said goodbye to Sukuna and went back to pack for his overseas work trip.

Sukuna, meanwhile, curled himself up and tucked himself back into Itadori's body.

Once he had eaten and drunk his fill, a good night's sleep was naturally next.

He said goodnight to Yuji, reminded the kid not to forget his cake, then closed his eyes and drifted into a relaxed sleep.

The next time he woke, it was because someone had disturbed him.

Itadori's voice carried an unusual note of tension.

"Sukuna, Sukuna, we've got a mission!"

Itadori looked at himself in the mirror, as though that would let him see Sukuna directly.

His light brown eyes were utterly serious, with a hint of excitement.

"It's Special Grade!"

He spoke to Sukuna with a little nervousness.

"This mission has a Special Grade!"

On the glowing screen of the phone he held, a term stood out starkly-

"Special grade imaginary vengeful spirit cursed womb."