Early the next morning.
Itadori held up the 100,000 yen he had just received last night and asked Sukuna.
"Today is the weekend, so there's no school. How about we go out shopping?"
[Mm.]
Sukuna nodded reservedly.
Must go!!
He hadn't really eaten food outside of school yet, and he needed to buy clothes and snacks!
[Remember to buy my clothes so I can wear them when I come out tonight.]
He definitely didn't want to wear that shabby, old school uniform every day. It was black and ugly.
Wearing it during the day at school was fine, but when he logged on at night, he absolutely had to wear something else!
"Buying clothes, huh..."
Itadori thought for a moment. He wasn't familiar with this area.
After thinking, he said to Sukuna.
"How about I call Fushiguro? He definitely knows where they sell clothes, and he can help us look."
Sukuna paused, then opened his mouth in confusion: [...Are you sure he'd be willing to help "me" choose?]
Itadori laughed, "We just have to ask him!"
He jumped up and ran next door.
"Fushiguro—!"
..."Shopping?"
Fushiguro looked utterly disgusted.
He wasn't going. He'd rather spend that free time sparring a few more rounds with Maki-senpai.
"Yeah, we got the mission reward money last night, and I want to buy Sukuna some clothes! Can you help us pick them out?"
Fushiguro's movement, which was about to leave, froze. He slowly turned his head, eyes wide.
"What did you say... buying... Sukuna... clothes?"
Itadori: "Yeah, Sukuna comes out during special training at night, so he can wear them then."
Fushiguro: "..."
"I understand," Fushiguro took a deep breath. "I'll go with you guys."
He had to keep an eye on Itadori and Sukuna to make sure they didn't cause any trouble...!
After thinking, he emphasized again: "Buying for him is fine, but he absolutely cannot switch out to try them on!"
"Huh?"
Itadori hesitated. If Sukuna couldn't switch out, would they be able to buy suitable clothes? Even he could tell that his style and Sukuna's style were very different.
"Not even for a moment to try them on? ...Just in the fitting room..."
"No!"
Fushiguro's eye twitched. Were you really planning to switch him out?
Realizing that Itadori was already too used to Sukuna switching out, he had to emphasize it again.
"He can come out during special training because Gojo-sensei is present. Normally, Sukuna shouldn't be allowed out at any time."
Itadori deflated momentarily, then immediately cheered up again.
"Then if I call Gojo-sensei, he can switch out, right?"
He quickly pulled out his phone.
Fushiguro: "..."
Gojo-sensei doesn't have time for such trivial matters! Are you underestimating how busy a Special Grade Sorcerer is?!
...Ijichi was concentrating on driving, with the Strongest Human sitting leisurely next to him, admiring the view.
At this moment, they were heading to the school to discuss serious matters with Principal Yaga.
Suddenly, a phone rang. He didn't move, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Gojo-san pull out his phone, glance at the screen, curve his lips, and answer.
A bad premonition surged in his heart.
"Hello, Yuji, what's up?"
"..."
"Hmm? That sounds fun? Alright, I happen to be free. I'll be right over~"
"...Wait a minute... How about you guys just go straight to the XX Store and wait for me there? Megumi knows the location~"
"Mhm, okay, see you soon~"
He finished speaking and happily hung up the phone.
Ijichi: ...??? Where are you free? Aren't you supposed to be meeting Principal Yaga?
"I—ji—chi—"
Gojo drew out the name, his tone intensifying.
He held out one hand with five fingers spread, then pointed to it with the other hand, asking Ijichi with a smile, "What do you see here?"
Ijichi: "..."
It's the hand that will slap him!
"Understood! I, I know!"
Ijichi, being highly principled, quickly compromised... 40 minutes later.
Gojo got out of the car and cheerfully told Ijichi.
"Just tell the Principal that I ran into a Special Grade Curse and need some time to deal with it. I'll go see him later~"
He wasn't lying. Sukuna is a Special Grade Curse, after all~
Ijichi: ...Thank you for even thinking up an excuse for me, I'm truly moved and prostrate myself in gratitude... "Hiss—"
Itadori, who had arrived at the store earlier, looked at the overly luxurious decor and couldn't help but gasp.
He was a little afraid to step inside. He had never been to a store that screamed "expensive" from top to bottom in his entire life.
He watched Fushiguro walk calmly toward the entrance and couldn't help but grab him.
"Are you sure this is the place?"
Fushiguro glanced at him.
"Relax. This is Gojo-sensei's family store. The fact that he told us to come here means he's paying today."
Itadori: "..."
!!! What!—
He whipped his head around to look at the store entrance again—
Is Gojo-sensei's family that rich?!—
As soon as they entered, they heard a synchronized "Welcome!" On the left were staff in suits, and on the right, staff dressed as maids. They were clearly professionally trained, the kind of personnel who, in the past, would have served nobility.
"Hello, Miss Mori."
Fushiguro skillfully greeted one of the sharp and capable women.
Miss Mori, who looked about thirty and was quite beautiful, nodded with a smile.
"Long time no see, Young Master Fushiguro."
Itadori: "...!"
...Young Master Fushiguro?!
His eyes instantly lit up as he looked at Fushiguro.
—Fushiguro was actually being called "Young Master"?!
He had to tell Kugisaki when they got back!
Fushiguro looked both helpless and accustomed to the title. He introduced Itadori beside him: "This is Gojo-sensei's student, Itadori. We're choosing clothes for him today. Gojo-sensei will arrive shortly."
"Understood, Young Master Fushiguro, Mr. Itadori, please follow me."
Itadori walked forward behind Fushiguro.
He secretly sneaked up to Fushiguro.
His tone was full of teasing.
"Why does she call you 'Young Master'?"
Fushiguro didn't answer. Instead, he locked an arm around Itadori's neck and dragged him inside—the former school delinquent was not someone you could casually provoke!
Taken to the men's clothing section suitable for students, Itadori was immediately dazzled by the countless clothes.
He truly didn't know where to start, so he turned to Sukuna inside his mind.
"Sukuna, do you see anything you like?"
Sukuna, who was equally dazzled: [...]
[Let's look at them one by one, slowly...]
...After all, given their financial status, this would probably be their only visit in this lifetime.
Itadori walked up to a rack, casually pulled out an item of clothing, and subconsciously checked the price tag first.
"Hiss— Fushiguro, the clothes here are so expensive, they're 18,000!"
Itadori whispered to Fushiguro.
Fushiguro frowned, sensing something was wrong. He leaned over and looked at the price tag.
Sure enough.
"Itadori..."
"Did you miss a zero?"
Itadori: "..."
He quickly lowered his head to look again.
!!! 180,000!!—
His hands trembling, he carefully hung the garment back up.
This single item of clothing cost more than all his assets combined!
..."How is it? Did you find anything you like?"
Behind them, the voice of Gojo Satoru, who had finally arrived, suddenly sounded.
Itadori turned to look at his teacher, scratching his head awkwardly.
"Gojo-sensei, it's too expensive..."
Gojo smiled, "Pick whatever you want. I'm treating you guys today; consider it a gift. Megumi and Yuji, you can both choose a few items too."
Itadori instantly perked up: "Really? Thank you, Sensei!"
Fushiguro: ...Listen to that, just listen to what he said... He and Itadori are definitely just extras. Gojo definitely only brought them along because he wanted to buy clothes for Sukuna!
..."Mori."
Gojo suddenly winked at Miss Mori.
Miss Mori immediately stepped back with a serious expression and gave instructions to the staff. Soon, only Miss Mori and two other service attendants remained in the store.
Gojo confirmed that the two remaining staff members were familiar faces and nodded in satisfaction.
The three who remained were family insiders who knew a little about the Jujutsu world. They were already accustomed to strange people and phenomena and wouldn't carelessly gossip.
He turned and smiled at Yuji, "Yuji, you can switch Sukuna out now~"
"Eh? Is that okay?"
Itadori subconsciously looked toward Miss Mori and the others.
"Of course it is, because it's my family's store~"
Gojo didn't explain further but easily dispelled Itadori's concerns. Itadori immediately and happily switched Sukuna out.
Black Cursed Marks appeared.
Sukuna opened his eyes. When he wasn't speaking, his indifferent and slightly sinister demeanor was completely different from Itadori's.
"Alright, let's start choosing~"
Gojo rubbed his hands together, his voice filled with obvious delight.
"Sukuna, what kind of style do you like?"
Sukuna's eye twitched as he looked at the eager Gojo. He felt like he was doomed.
He hesitated for a moment before saying.
"...Loose clothes that don't restrict movement. White is best."
Although Gojo didn't seem very reliable, saying it wouldn't hurt, and besides, he could choose clothes for himself!
He liked white. He didn't know why, but he liked the color because it looked clean and relaxing.
Itadori: Hmm! His neat-freak Sukuna's preference is noted ✓+1!~
"Got it! Megumi, come on! Help him choose!"
Gojo quickly darted around, picking things out. Fushiguro shook his head helplessly and slowly started choosing as well.
Sukuna looked at Gojo Satoru's unreliable back and decisively walked toward the clothes rack himself.
He'd better do it himself. He was afraid none of the clothes Gojo chose would be wearable outside!
Soon, he took out a white casual hooded sweatshirt—after seeing Tora-chan wear this style for so long, he had gotten used to it himself.
Plus, Tora-chan also looked good in this. They could switch between it seamlessly.
Beside him, Fushiguro handed over a black, white, and beige color-block jacket, primarily white. Sukuna thanked him, took it, and unfolded it.
Hmm, quite stylish... Sukuna was satisfied. Although Fushiguro had always been against him switching out, now that he was out, Fushiguro didn't have any strange reaction. His expression was about the same as when he looked at Tora-chan.
(Fushiguro: Could it be because both of you are equally huge troubles...) Sukuna turned to glance at Gojo, who was still choosing, then went straight to the fitting room.
He had to try them quickly, try on a few more items, because he wouldn't get another chance later!
Even if they didn't buy them, it was good enough just to look at himself a few more times!
Inside the fitting room, Sukuna changed into the clothes he chose, immediately receiving Itadori's surprised voice.
[Sukuna, you look great in light colors too!]
He had only ever seen Sukuna wear his school uniform; this was the first time seeing Sukuna in white.
Looking at his own 'Na' in the mirror, his eyes were sparkling, and he felt a tiny bit excited.
The clothes felt high-quality, and Sukuna's demeanor and physique were impeccable. A simple hooded sweatshirt looked like runway fashion on him.
While happy, Itadori couldn't help but worry.
[It's a shame the clothes here are so expensive... They cost so much, can we really let Gojo-sensei buy them for us?]
Sukuna thought about the 100,000 yen in his pocket, then looked at the 210,000 yen price tag on the clothes, and felt a toothache coming on.
"...What are you panicking about? Gojo-sensei himself said we could pick whatever we wanted."
A few seconds later, Itadori's faint voice came through.
[...So, Sukuna, you can feel guilty too...]
Sukuna: "Says who?"
Itadori: [You never used to call him Gojo-"sensei"...]
Sukuna: "..."
...Don't expose me, bro!
—Besides, that's the Sugar Daddy. How can that be the same?
Confirming the clothes he was wearing were fine, he also tried on the jacket Fushiguro gave him. It fit perfectly too.
The black, white, and beige color-block style was simple yet vibrant, adding a touch of youthful energy to his originally cold and distant demeanor.
What should he do? He wanted both... "Sukuna, Sukuna! Hurry and come out to try this set on!"
Gojo's cheerful voice came from outside.
Sukuna's scalp tingled. He mentally prepared himself and walked out.
Looking at the light khaki sweater paired with a long, creamy white woolen coat in Gojo's hand, he was slightly surprised.
Aside from the wrong season, the clothes chosen were quite decent.
Good. Reliable for once.
Sukuna graciously took the clothes and went to the fitting room.
When he came out this time, everyone's eyes lit up.
The soft, creamy white tones perfectly neutralized the indifference on Sukuna's face. If paired with thin, semi-rimless glasses, he would instantly look ascetic.
The aura of a high-fashion model immediately assaulted them.
Gojo, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle, finally coaxed Sukuna into trying on a combination of a wine-red shirt and a black dark-patterned suit jacket—
The shirt was tucked into his waistband, clearly revealing the lines of his lean waist. Although the color was difficult to manage, it looked surprisingly suitable on Sukuna.
Sukuna tugged at his tie, draped the black suit jacket over his shoulder, and tilted his head to look at himself in the mirror. Although it was a dark color scheme, perhaps it... wasn't so bad?
Hmm! It must be because This Great One is handsome enough!~
Itadori, sitting inside Sukuna's heart, felt that his 'Na' was strutting around like a peacock displaying its feathers.
Miss Mori, standing nearby, watched the scene with a calm expression but cheering internally.
This gentleman, whom the Family Head referred to as "Sukuna," possessed a contrast of sunny obedience mixed with sinister arrogance. Suddenly putting on this dark red outfit instantly gave him a seductive charm.
She turned her head and looked at the handsome and dashing Family Head in a light blue shirt beside her and Young Master Fushiguro, with his refined features and indifferent demeanor... The three of them standing together was simply too pleasing to the eye!!
She couldn't help but cover her face, as various wonderful scenes blossomed in her mind.
Ah, the world... is truly wonderful!!~~