To be honest, although Sherlock had been annoyed when he returned to find his house inexplicably remodeled, once he actually toured his renovated home, he was genuinely pleased with the changes.
Even when it came to his once cold and lonely home becoming lively, despite all his grumbling, Sherlock himself was not actually opposed to it.
Humans had always been social creatures. Spending time with true friends never felt tiring; it only left you wanting more. That was how Sherlock felt.
Once the date for the gathering was settled, Sherlock had nothing left to do. He even found time to restock both the dessert fridge in Satoru Gojo's gaming area and Shoko's freezer for alcoholic drinks and other beverages.
As for Megumi Fushiguro, who was at home-how to put it? Although he grumbled at Sherlock just as much, he was actually grateful to him.
Never mind anything else: Sherlock's use of his connections to give Tsumiki Fushiguro a chance at a better life alone was enough to make Megumi feel a gratitude toward him second only to what he felt toward Satoru Gojo.
Of course, he was just like Sherlock in that respect. Grateful as he was, saying it aloud was absolutely out of the question. Fortunately, Sherlock did not mind. Or rather, anyone admitted into this "haven away from the world" would not mind such things.
The gathering was scheduled for the first day of Tokyo Jujutsu High's long winter break.
Early that morning, Suguru Geto arrived at Sherlock's house with Nanako and Mimiko. Almost as soon as the two girls came through the door, they sprawled naturally across the sofa in Satoru Gojo's gaming area.
The outgoing Nanako even switched on Satoru Gojo's console and started playing. Looking around the quiet house, Suguru Geto sighed helplessly, turned, and