Unrequited

Ch. 23 - An Exchange

"I thought their flight had already come in..." you whined, slouching down on the sofa with Kento next to you. He was busy reading the paper while your brother slouched similarly across the way in his own seat, feet on the coffee table in front of him. 

"They're late every time we host," Satoru sighed, rubbing his fingers on his eyes from underneath his blindfold. He was in his full teaching uniform - as expected for a school event - but you had chosen something more casual, opting for sunglasses instead of your own blindfold. You weren't a teacher anyways. "Nanamin..." he whined, desperate for entertainment. "Say something funny." Kento remained silent to Satoru's dismay. "Wait...got it! Let's talk about the separation of church and state while throwing rice balls at each other!"

"What the-?" You sat up a little straighter at his ridiculous suggestion.

"Do that yourself," Kento answered, un-phased by your brother's idiocy. 

"Alright, yamanote line game with the places that Gojo Satoru loves! Everything!" He clapped his hands together happily as Kento adjusted the paper he was reading. 

"Please keep that up. Itadori-kun needs that idiocy right now," Kento cleared his throat and turned the page. 

"Does he know about the finger at Yoshino's house?" Satoru asked, lifting his blindfold up slightly. 

"No, he'd just feel a needless responsibility," Kento answered quickly and seriously. 

"I'm glad I left you in charge," Satoru returned the blindfold to its place and sighed happily. "So where is the finger?"

"I have it. You'd just feed it to him anyway," Kento folded up the paper and placed it on the coffee table. 

Just as he did so, Yuji stormed into the room excitedly. "Sensei! Let's hurry to where everyone is!" 

"Are you really just planning on showing up normally?" Satoru asked genuinely. Yuji blinked hard at his teacher. 

"What?! What's wrong with that?" The boy asked loudly. 

"You poor thing," you whispered under your breath to which Kento smirked. 

"Even if you're an exorcist, it's not normal for your dead friend to show up again two months later. You gotta' do a...surprise." 

"Oh no," you hid yourself by pulling up the collar of your sweatshirt. 

"Surprise?" Yuji mumbled cluelessly. 

"Leave it to me! The first years would cry laughing from the astonishment, the second years and folks from Kyoto would get caught up crying, too! Surely some will start vomiting! And in the end, global warming would be solved!" Your brother had sprung to his feet and began yelling at the top of his lungs. The room could barely contain the lanky son-of-a-bitch's body. 

"Great!" Yuji immediately agreed. You could only hope it turn out as they'd like. Surprising the students with their dead friend didn't sound like Satoru's best idea. 

"Come with me! We'll get you ready!" He began dragging Yuji by the wrist out of the room, leaving you and Kento to your own devices while still waiting for the Kyoto students and their administrators to arrive. 

"Oh no," you started in a fake tone. Kento was now sitting with his legs crossed, staring at his phone. "We're completely alone. What are we gonna' do?" You rolled your body back onto the couch so your head fell onto his lap. He remained unmoving.

"Nothing, we're on campus," he reminded you. You pouted and snatched his phone from his hands. "Y/N!" He reprimanded you, grabbing his phone again and sliding it into his inner jacket pocket.