Early the next morning, Itadori told Megumi Fushiguro that Teacher Gojo would be away on business for another week.
"Oh... I know. He messaged me."
Megumi Fushiguro was used to it.
As they walked toward the cafeteria, he noticed Itadori glancing at him every so often, looking almost... worried about him?
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Fushiguro..."
Itadori looked at him very seriously and asked,
"Do you have any dreams?"
Megumi Fushiguro: "..."
Had this guy taken the wrong medication first thing in the morning?
"...No."
Itadori kept pressing. "It doesn't have to be a dream, either. Is there anything you want to do?"
...Does wanting to crack your head open and see if something weird got inside count?
Instead of answering, he asked a question of his own.
"What about you? Do you?"
Itadori paused, probably not expecting the conversation to turn back to him.
He thought about it, then nodded.
"Of course. I want to collect all of Sukuna's Fingers as soon as possible~"
"Then figure out a way to keep both of us from being executed!"
Fighting spirit blazed in Itadori's eyes.
Megumi Fushiguro: "..."
The conversation had suddenly turned heavy, and for a moment, he had no idea how to respond.
But if that sort of thing counted...
A figure suddenly flashed through his mind.
Someone who had been asleep for over a year.
His gaze gradually softened, then grew dim again...
If I really had to name something... I...
...There really is one thing I want to do, but can't do anything about...
"Fushiguro? Itadori?"
A somewhat familiar woman's voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts. He looked up and saw someone he hadn't seen in quite a while.
Akari Nitta, an assistant manager at Jujutsu High, was a young, capable, perceptive woman. He had worked with her