"Alright, everyone, listen up! We're about to meet our fourth classmate—give them a warm welcome!" Clap clap clap!
"Our fourth classmate?"
Yuji Itadori blinked in confusion. "Do you know who it is? Is it a guy or a girl?"
Fushiguro Megumi replied, "Why are you looking at me? I have no idea."
Gojo Satoru grinned. "Yuji, why do you care? Don't tell me you already have some bold thoughts about this female classmate?"
"Ohhh~~ it's a girl!"
Paimon cheered, "New teammate +1!"
Gojo chuckled. "Let's hope you're still this excited in a bit."
"By the way, what's with the sword on your back?"
"Oh, this? Big Sis gave it to me!"
"She gave it to you? Looks pretty nice. Lumine, my dear student, you wouldn't happen to have any extra weapons for your beloved teacher, would you?"
"Nope."
"So cold… Teacher is heartbroken."
They all boarded a special vehicle heading toward the city center, eventually arriving on a bustling street. Yuji looked around in awe like a country boy visiting the big city for the first time, gasping every few steps.
Fushiguro turned his head, pretending not to know him. But Yuji kept talking to him nonstop, and finally, he couldn't take it anymore.
"Are you some country bumpkin coming to Tokyo for the first time?"
"Uh… actually, yeah, it is my first time in Tokyo."
"..."
For a moment, Fushiguro was completely speechless.
After a while, Yuji finally calmed down.
"Big Sis really is cool—so composed. But wait, isn't it kind of weird that there are only four of us in the first-year class?"
"Have you ever met anyone else who could see curses?"
"Nope."
"That's why there are so few jujutsu sorcerers."
"So that means I'm basically being treated like a national treasure now?"
"If you're willing to go to a zoo, sure."
"Hey! Fushiguro, are you looking for a fight?"
"Gladly."
Lumine glanced at them quietly, her expression unreadable.
The two immediately stopped.
Yuji Itadori said, "Sorry, Big Sis, didn't mean to embarrass you."
Gojo Satoru added, "Thanks for waiting—oh? Looks like the uniform got tailored just in time."
Yuji replied, "Yeah, it fits perfectly. But it looks kinda different from Fushiguro's—mine even has a hat."
"Our uniforms aren't fixed. If you make a request, they can be customized."
"Eh? But I didn't request anything like this."
"Well, of course, I took the liberty of having it altered."
Lumine's voice came from the side. "So that means my outfit was altered without asking me, too?"
Her uniform was mostly the same as Fushiguro's, but with one crucial difference:
Emblazoned boldly on her clothes were the characters for Cutest Ever."
"C'mon now, I based it on your original outfit!"
Paimon's resentful voice chimed in.
"Then what about my outfit, huh?"
Paimon was wearing the same type of uniform—but on hers, the words Emergency Food" were printed in huge letters.
"That one's got nothing to do with me. That was Lumine's idea."
Lumine blinked innocently. "It wasn't me. That was Zephyr."
Zephyr froze. "Wow. You're learning to pass the blame now? When did I ever say that!?"
Yuji looked bewildered. "Uh… Big Sis, are you talking to yourself?"
Paimon sighed. "You're only just now realizing? The Traveler has two personalities—don't worry about the details."
"Uh… alright then. So, uh, why are we meeting up in Harajuku, of all places?"
"She requested to meet here herself."
…
"Hi there! Are you working right now?"
"No. I'm not."
"Well, actually, we're currently scouting for models. Would you be interested?"
The girl gave him a look full of impatience. "Not interested. I'm in a hurry."
"Come on, just a quick chat—ah, shoot, failed again."
The middle-aged man sighed, trying to compose himself and muster up the energy to keep going.
Just then, a delinquent-looking girl suddenly grabbed him by the shoulder.
"Hey! I'm talking to you. What do you think of me?"
The man immediately gasped, cold sweat covering his face.
The girl looked extremely arrogant, as if the idea of being rejected had never even crossed her mind.
She said, "What do you think about me being your model?"
The middle-aged man panicked. Although the girl was indeed quite pretty, there was no way he could let a delinquent be a model! He'd get fired for sure!
"Uh, well… I'm kinda in a hurry, sorry…"
The girl's expression suddenly changed. She yanked the man back and demanded,
"Why are you running? Say it clearly—what do you think of me?"
"S-Sorry! Please forgive me…"
Not far away, Yuji Itadori had witnessed the entire scene. His eye twitched violently.
"That's our classmate? My fantasy just shattered."
Gojo Satoru stepped up first and greeted, "Yo~"
"Huh? From the school?"
"Bingo. Let's find a quieter place to chat, yeah?"
"…Tch. Fine."
Before leaving, the girl snatched a business card from the man's pocket.
"I'll be in touch next time."
The poor man turned completely pale with fear.
They all headed to a quieter spot.
"Alright, let's do proper introductions."
The girl stood with one hand on her hip, speaking arrogantly:
"I'm Nobara Kugisaki. I heard there aren't any girls in first year right now? Well, you should be happy. The one and only delicate flower of first year has arrived."
Yuji mentally complained, "Who even calls themselves a 'delicate flower'?"
Even though his fantasy had been crushed, she was still a classmate—so Yuji stayed polite on the surface.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Yuji Itadori, from Sendai."
Nobara scoffed. "Tch. You look like you reek of the countryside. I bet you ate your own boogers as a kid."
"Hah!?"
"I'm Megumi Fushiguro."
"Just a name? I don't like guys who act all high and mighty. You seem like the type who'd set fire to seagulls soaked in oil."
"Huh!?" Yuji and Fushiguro both twitched with rage.
Nobara sighed dramatically, "What a mess I've gotten myself into."
Gojo, on the other hand, laughed out loud.
"Nobara, your descriptions are weirdly accurate."
"Hah!?"
"You wanna die, Gojo Satoru!?" ×2
Gojo stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"But you got one thing wrong. There are already two girls in the first year. See? These two cuties right here."
"Huh?" Nobara turned to look.
"Elementary school kids? And what's with this tiny thing? A cursed spirit? Cursed doll?"
Lumine's eye twitched violently. Elementary schooler? Was that directed at her!?
Gojo shrugged. "Well, plans never keep up with reality."
Paimon huffed, "You're the cursed spirit! Paimon is an adorable little fairy!"
"One's labeled 'Cutest Ever,' the other 'Emergency Food.' What a pair of weirdos. How did I end up with classmates like this…"
Paimon muttered, "Wow, this girl has no manners."
//END