..So that's how it is... The three—no, the two people and one Cursed Spirit—all breathed a sigh of relief simultaneously.
Sukuna's heart, which had been pounding in fear, finally settled down—
He almost thought something else was wrong, like being possessed by demons or monsters... He really didn't want to change identities a third time!
Fortunately, judging by what the Principal said, he had only inherited Yuji's memories.
Then there's no problem!~
So Sukuna inherited my memories... Itadori pondered for a moment, then cautiously asked Sukuna, "So, how much do you know?"
If Sukuna dug up all his embarrassing past history, he would die of social awkwardness!
Sukuna frowned, stroked his chin, and pondered seriously: […Probably… just common sense?]
[When I first possessed this body, I genuinely knew nothing. I even heard your name from Fushiguro.]
Itadori: Oh, thank goodness, safe!
After the misunderstanding was cleared up, Itadori walked out of the Principal's Office feeling refreshed.
As for Gojo, Principal Yaga "happily" forced him to stay behind, patting his shoulder—it wasn't often that someone willingly delivered themselves after being late for a meeting, so he had to cherish the opportunity.
As he walked out of the office, a thought flashed through Itadori's mind in a daze—
...Sukuna's movements when eating Western food felt so practiced—standard and quick... much better than his own... However, this small thought merely flashed through his mind and left no lasting trace.
He rubbed his stomach—
He had left before finishing lunch, so he wasn't full yet... Hmm, he needed to eat something later, or he would probably get hungry tonight.
"Sukuna, what should we do next?"
Itadori pulled 100,000 yen out of his pocket.
"Should we go back to shopping? We haven't spent the money yet."
Hearing this, Sukuna quickly spoke up: [Go, go, go! Hurry up and leave, or it will be night soon.]
He still hasn't bought his snacks!
...Itadori quickly returned to the Commercial District. As they passed a certain store, Sukuna, inside his mind, suddenly muttered softly.
[…Huh?]
Hearing the sound, Itadori immediately turned his head and saw a Kimono Store—he sensed that Sukuna's gaze was currently focused on a pure white Kimono with a black sash.
He couldn't help but exclaim.
"Sukuna, you really like white."
Curious, he scrutinized the Kimono a few more times, then suddenly asked.
"Right, did you wear Kimonos back in Ancient Times? Do you want to buy one?"
...Huh?... Well... hearing Itadori say that, Sukuna suddenly felt tempted.
Although he couldn't remember, looking at that Kimono gave him a feeling of familiarity.
[If we can afford it...?]
He tried to ask.
Today had redefined his worldview on clothing, and he felt he should consider the price beforehand.
Itadori immediately walked into the store: "Okay, let's go take a look first!"
After some inquiries, the two learned the price.
Ninety-eight thousand.
Hmm, it was a price they could just afford, but one that would sting.
If he had known this price just a day ago, Sukuna would definitely have refused, but after the morning's baptism, he suddenly felt that this price... seemed acceptable?
While he was still hesitating, Itadori had happily made up his mind.
"Let's buy it!"
Sukuna responded hesitantly: [Then... okay?]
Hearing this, Itadori decisively and quickly paid for it.
He could tell Sukuna really loved this Kimono, even more than the more expensive clothes they had tried on this morning.
Since they could just afford it, of course they had to buy it!
Money wasn't as important as his Sukuna being happy!
Itadori carried the packaged Kimono and walked out of the store.
In his Inner World, Sukuna looked at the Kimono bag Itadori was carrying, and somehow, his mood brightened.
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and even his voice carried a hint of cheerfulness.
[Heheh~ Don't forget the snacks~]
Right, he mustn't forget his snacks!~
He thought about it, glanced at the Kimono bag again, and an unconscious smile blossomed on his face.
He couldn't help but happily mutter under his breath.
[Snacks~ Snacks~]
Hearing Sukuna's rhythmic muttering, Itadori burst out laughing.
"Alright!"
His eyes curved into crescents as he smiled, feeling immensely delighted.
"We'll go buy them now!"
Sure enough, deciding to buy the Kimono was the right choice~
Although it was a bit expensive, it was totally worth it.
Unconsciously, the corner of Itadori's mouth curled up slightly... While walking down the street, Itadori suddenly let out an "Oh?" and asked Sukuna.
"Speaking of which, do we need to bring Maki-senpai and the others any gifts? They gave us so much before."
Sukuna was stunned for a moment... Huh?
...This... it seems like we really should bring some?
It was fine when they had no money, but now that they had money, not bringing back any gifts wouldn't look right.
Sukuna fell silent... But they seemed to only have two thousand yen left. Counting Gojo, there were six people... What kind of gifts could two thousand yen buy?
They couldn't just give everyone cheap snacks, could they?
Itadori also thought of this problem.
"...How about we buy some ingredients and make something ourselves?"
Sukuna: [?]
[You make it?]
Itadori blinked, and said naturally, "Of course Sukuna will make it! Didn't you say you could cook?"
Sukuna: Who told you I could cook?... Oh, right, I did.
[But I don't remember anything, so how can I make it?]
He retorted righteously.
"It's fine, your muscle memory must still be there!"
Itadori quickly said, "If that doesn't work, we can search online—we can choose something simple to make. When giving gifts, the thought is what counts!~ Also, Sukuna, don't you like sweets? How about we make a cake?"
Itadori rattled off a long string of words without pausing.
Sukuna: [...]
...You really grab every chance to try and get me to cook, huh?
But cake... He hesitated.
Why did he actually feel like trying it?
He said: […But what if it tastes terrible?]
Itadori quickly encouraged him: "Don't worry, even if it tastes awful, I'll eat all of it! I definitely won't let your craftsmanship go to waste!"
Sukuna: [...]
Touching... But maybe not that touching?