The three o'clock afternoon sun slanted across the posts outside a streetside café. Qingxiao leaned against the railing:
"Rein yourselves in when we meet him. Nanami is one of the few normal people in Jujutsu Society."
Beside him, Satoru Gojo had a strawberry lollipop in his mouth and immediately protested:
"Hey, hey, Qingxiao, what's that supposed to mean? How am I not normal?"
Qingxiao pressed a hand to his forehead and sighed. "First, I didn't mention you. Second, you're giving yourself away."
Standing between them, Itadori looked from one to the other and obediently nodded.
In the few days since enrolling, he had already figured it out:
Mr. Gu Yue looked respectable, but he was actually no better than Mr. Gojo. When those two troublemakers got together, they were rarely serious.
At three sharp, steady footsteps sounded from the street corner.
Kento Nanami wore a neatly pressed suit and carried a matte-black briefcase, looking like a financial professional who had just left work at the stock exchange.
"Right on time, Nanami."
Qingxiao straightened and raised a hand in greeting, casually ushering Itadori forward.
"Let me introduce you. This is Yuji Itadori, a first-year student.
"This is Kento Nanami, a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer and one of the few normal people among all the lunatics in Jujutsu Society."
Nanami adjusted his glasses, his tone utterly flat:
"It's only because you're strong. Otherwise, you'd have been beaten up long ago."
He turned to Itadori and gave a slight, impeccably polite bow. "A pleasure to meet you. Kento Nanami."
"Hello, Mr. Nanami! I'm Yuji Itadori!"
Itadori hurriedly bowed. Looking up, he couldn't help staring at the man's suit and tie, and blurted out curiously:
"You used to be an office worker, right, Mr. Nanami? Why did you come back to being a jujutsu