Kugisaki was yanking on one of Gojo's sleeve and Yuji on his other. You and Fushiguro weren't paying attention since the two of you were in deep conversation. The four of you had just reached the heart of Tokyo by bullet train.
"Let's get sushi, Gojo sensei!" Kugisaki pleaded as she continued her light yanking.
"How about a nice wagyu steak?!?" Itadori begged.
Gojo never paid either of them any attention, instead he turned towards you, "(y/n), what would you like to eat? You are the winner after all."
Kugisaki and Itadori snapped their heads towards you, literally shooting daggers.
You were too concentrated on your discussion with Fushiguro so you wafted your hand briefly not even bothering to make eye contact with Gojo, "I don't know, anything, maybe nabemono."
"Mm. Nabemono it is."
Kugisaki and Itadori literally began to melt into a puddle of water, feeling defeated.
"Why does she get to choose?"
"It's not fair......."
"She's not even paying attention...."
"She doesn't even care...."
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Fanfiction❝𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙮. 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙤...❞ Gojo Satoru has always been misunderstood, but beyond his unwavering confidence and seemingly conceited interior lies someone you'd least expect to find. ▾ Slow...