Food Run

３− What a young girl probably shouldn't know

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"Why the hell does she need more tracksuits? Doesn't she have enough?" Maki grumbled watching Itadori get thrown like a ragdoll. "She said she was going to see a friend!!" The flying vessel called. And see a friend she did.

Y/n and Kugisaki walked down the isle of a new store that'd just opened "Ne! Saki you think I'd look good in this?", holding up a pair of ripped black jeans in one hand and a pastel purple cardigan sweater in the other, she stared for a moment walking off to return with a loose white button up shirt wiggling her brows with a giggle. She grinned "Go try it on, then we'll see what works!", and like giggling idiots they ran off to the changing rooms almost tripping over their bountiful haul from the last three stores they were in. He was the first for their little dress up, walking out, striking a few poses as Kugisaki put together the outfits she'd be wearing. "Keep the one with the black cashmere sweater and get darker colour for that one" she motioned to the outfit he was wearing "Mm! Ok last one then it's your turn".

He stood in the little room, striking a pose in the full length mirror, in a bloody red blazer, black slacks, and a black tight turtleneck . "Hey your pretty cute~" he flinched at the voice, silently moving to the closed door, "I'm sure that's what you tell all your customers..." quietly unlocking the stall door, with his phone in hand recording anything the guy might say, "Oh c'mon baby~ don't be like that" he opened the door to see one of the store workers leaning over a seated Kugisaki with his back to Y/n's changing room. "Ne! Kugisaki-san! who's this!" Y/n made sure to loud enough to get the attention of any people in the other changing rooms.

The worker whipped around to come face to face with a clearly pissed Y/n, "Who's this doll?" the guy looked Y/n up and down, pushing past the guy Y/n pulled Kugisaki up to her feet, giving her gentle nudge to his changing room "No one you should worry about being involved with... Kugisaki go try on you clothes, yeah? Then we can go see Fushiguro and Itadori for lunch like you said" she looked back at him, worried. He walked into the small room with her, wasting go time to get changed, and she faced the door; for privacy"We should leave."

You looked up from tying his shoelace. "Ah... the clothes, their all in you exact size... right?" Kugisaki looked unfazed by what had just happened but nodded anyway, heaving a sigh Y/n got back up and place his hands on her shoulders "Call that Fushiguro guy, tell him where we are and that we need help. That weirdo's probably married and this is obviously harassment."

Kugisaki once again nodded, she was more than capable of taking care of herself Y/n knew that but he couldn't help but see her as a little sister even if they were the exact same age, so when it came to stuff like this he'd always go out of his way to make she was safe. Peeking out there weren't any signs of the guy so Y/n stepped out, Kugisaki following as she typed out something to save their asses.

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Fushiguro. I need help
.plz|                     
Fushiguro. I nee|
Fushiguro!
Help please...|  

She squinted at the screen, contemplating what would be convincing enough to get the guy to help and in a brief moment of genius she typed a half truth.

Training had just ended and they got the rest if the day off so Fushiguro decided to spend his time peacefully strolling around the school, for scenery, and Itadori invited himself along simply because he could as the others left for whatever. His phone buzzed violently at the sudden burst of messages.