𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒

"You're six minutes late."

"Mika-chan!~"

Mika ducked under Satoru's outstretched arms and slung an arm around Itadori, grinning. "How do you like Jujutsu High so far?"

"It looks amazing," Itadori grinned, giving him a thumbs up.

"What're you doing here?" Satoru asked curiously. He figured Mika would stay with Megumi.

"I wanted to see if Itadori would pass the test," Mika shrugged. He looked at the pink-haired boy. "By the way, screw it up and he could reject your admission. Go all-out."

He felt Itadori's panic spike.

"Huh?!" He looked at Satoru for confirmation. Satoru only shoved his hands in his pocket and continued walking, so Itadori trailed after him. "And then what?! Immediate execution?!"

"What? So you're not the boss?"

Mika tensed. The voice seemed to reverberate inside his head, dangerously coy. The source of the voice came from Itadori, but not from his mouth.

A second mouth with sharp teeth bared a grin on Itadori's cheek right under his eye. "Any hierarchy other than strength is worthless."

Itadori slapped his cheek hard, seemingly undisturbed. "Sorry, he pops out sometimes."

"What an amusing body you have now," Gojo mused, a hand on his chin.

Itadori's hand made a sickening cracking sound and the mouth moved to the back of his hand, the same hand he'd used to slap Sukuna's mouth. "Not again!"

"I owe you a favor, you know," Sukuna grinned, baring his sharp teeth. "Once I make this brat's body mine, you'll be the first one I kill."

Satoru smiled, not at all scared. "It's an honor to be targeted by Sukuna."

"And you, brat." Mika's gaze flicked to the vague direction Sukuna was talking. Sukuna's voice dropped to a low purr. "I'll return the surprise you gave me."

Mika chuckled and shoved a snickers (he liked American candy too) into Sukuna's mouth/Itadori's hand. "Eat a snickers. You're not you when you're hungry, your highness."

Itadori slapped a hand over the Sukuna hand, choking the king of curses from saying anything else.

"This guy's really that famous?"

"They say Ryomen Sukuna is a fierce imaginary god with two faces and four arms," Mika butt in, unwrapping another chocolate. Without batting an eye, he let Satoru snatch one from his pocket.

"But he's actually a real human that existed," Satoru added, popping the chocolate in his mouth. "Though it was over a thousand years ago. In the golden age of jujutsu, sorcerers gathered all their might to challenge him but failed."

"They couldn't even destroy his grave wax and he traversed through life as a cursed object," Mika mumbled through the chocolate. He handed Satoru another one, but he didn't eat it. "Without a doubt, he really is the king of curses."

"Who's stronger, you or him?" Itadori asked curiously. He didn't look too scared for someone who was told they harbored one of the most dangerous spirits in history in his body.

"Well," Satoru drawled, continuing the walk. Mika trotted in between him and Itadori, contentedly chewing through an assortment of chocolates. "If Sukuna regained all his power, it might be a little draining."

"Would you lose?"

Mika snorted, dangerously close to inhaling the chocolate in his mouth. He couldn't imagine Satoru losing, much less saying he would.