“And Inori-kun isn’t hungry!” says Gojo brightly. “Off we go, precious students.”

Fushiguro takes a couple of seconds to look up from his phone and notice they're walking away but he immediately jogs over to them when he does.

"Aww he does like us!"

"No." He points at Gojō. "He's my ride."

"You leave your charge alone in Tokyo one time and he insists on keeping you in line of sight forevermore..."

"Are you serious. When was this. Am I going to get abandoned in Tokyo if Sensei sees something shiny? He's my ride, too!"

"I don't think it was shiny," shrugs Fushiguro, shoving his hands into his pockets and hunching over, looking bored rather than upset.

"Getting stories out of you is like pulling teeth."

"Usually the polite way to get people to tell stories about themselves is to volunteer any information about yourself, first. So! I am vaguely related to the Kamo family, my technique isn't blood manipulation but it's... sort of similar. Not as powerful or as flexible as their blood manipulation, but I like it. ... One of the reasons I came here instead of the other school is that I was getting the feeling that they were going to pressure me into marrying my however-many-times-removed cousin, who goes there, instead. It was kind of gross!"

"Kamo Noritoshi-senpai?"

“That was the name! We never personally met, it just kept getting brought up.”

"We only met a handful of times."

"Maybe we will fall deeply in love and have beautiful Kamo bloodline incest babies together," snorts Hayashi, sounding like she is anything but convinced. "But it was very creepy to have a bunch of old people rubbing their hands gleefully and talking about two teenagers like they're pedigree dogs. I'm sure he's fine, just. Kind of wanted to get away from. That."

"He is actually a bit stuffy and self-important."

"Completely unlike anyone we know."

If looks could kill.

"Negging doesn't work for straight men, Itadori, and it won't work for gay ones either."

"Besides, Fushiguro-san is being perfectly polite. If you talk to him instead of flirt with him. Miraculous, that."

"I'm not gay," because Hayashi needs to know he's definitely in the market for that, too, "and I wasn't flirting, it's called friendly teasing."

"Usually requires people to be friends first."

"You wound me. At least Hayashi-senpai is my friend."

"I met you today, and the most salient details I know about you are that you want to punch curses and that you ate a cursed, mummified finger. I would not yet classify us as friends."

He throws his hands up. "Fine, fine, you win, I'm a friendless loner."

Fushiguro pats his back condescendingly a couple of times.

"Don't worry, Tokan-kun! I like you! And I found a sushi place that's next to a steak place, so we can get something from each and eat somewhere scenic."

"Are you going to take us to the top of a building to dramatically look out over the city?"