Itadori and Megumi Fushiguro stood outside the door, looking dazed.
From inside came a series of crashes and thuds, mixed with someone's quiet cries of pain.
After quite a while, the door opened again from the inside. Sukuna, now wearing a black long-sleeved shirt, struggled to pull it open and let them in.
When he saw Itadori, he shot him a fierce glare-
Tiger, why didn't you tell me you were bringing Megumi Fushiguro over?!
And why didn't you. Knock. First?!
Itadori: ...
Sorry, I was so used to opening the door to my own dorm room that knocking never even crossed my mind.
Meanwhile, Megumi Fushiguro stood in the doorway, looking at the person inside who appeared to be Sukuna. He hesitated for a long time, hardly daring to enter.
His gaze traveled over Sukuna several times. Seeing that Sukuna was still glaring at Itadori without even looking his way, and that his face wore the familiar expression Megumi Fushiguro usually saw on him, he finally ventured into the room.
The room had already returned to the neat, tidy state it had been in when Itadori left-all the clothes Sukuna had taken out to try on had been tossed back into the wardrobe, while his original women's kimono had vanished on its own after he took it off.
The three of them stayed in separate parts of the room without saying a word.
Megumi Fushiguro stood in front of the desk, looking at Itadori, then at Sukuna.
Itadori sat on the edge of the bed, holding his pillow in both hands and staring into space.
Sukuna leaned against the wardrobe door with a guilty air.
He secretly raised his lowered head to glance at Itadori, then quickly looked back down at the floor, not daring to look at Megumi