Outside the hospital room, you stood with your arms folded, silently listening through the half-open door as Itadori said goodbye to his upperclassman.
Normally, under the Jujutsu Higher-Ups' confidentiality rules, you would never have allowed anyone to reveal core information about Jujutsu Society, curses, and Special Grade Cursed Objects to ordinary people so explicitly.
Not only would it cause panic, but it was also a serious violation.
But strictly speaking, Yuji Itadori was not yet a student you had formally enrolled at Jujutsu High. More importantly, those two "culprits" in the room had recklessly unsealed a Special Grade Cursed Object and nearly caused a citywide massacre. To leave them with a lifelong warning and prevent their curiosity from driving them to do something so stupid again, revealing a little of the world's cruel truth now might instead turn this disaster into a blessing.
While Itadori and the others talked inside the room, you stood in the corridor and lowered your voice, fully bringing Megumi Fushiguro beside you up to speed on the higher-ups' decision to grant Itadori a "suspended death sentence," your true opinion of that decision, and the protection plan you were secretly preparing to carry out.
After hearing your airtight arrangements, Megumi Fushiguro, who had remained tense and deeply self-reproachful, finally showed a trace of relief on his battered face.
He let out a long breath. As far as Megumi Fushiguro was concerned, with an exceedingly reliable adult like you secretly safeguarding things, anticipating every possibility, and everything progressing smoothly according to your plan, he really no longer needed to worry that the higher-ups might execute Itadori at any moment.
The door hinges creaked, and when you saw Itadori emerge from the room looking relaxed, the three of you prepared to leave the hospital, go to Itadori's home