"Itadori Tōkan." It's not a question; more a statement. The source of the voice, a white-haired boy who seems to be about the same age as Tōkan, seems to have come from out of nowhere, he walked so quietly. He steps out into the light of the hospital reception where Tōkan was signing the last release forms for his grandfather's remains to be cremated. "I am called Fushiguro, from Jujutsu High. We need to speak. Now."
"Taking an opportunity to be eaten if you were wrong! And then the croc would have Sukuna's cursed energy and probably go on a killing spree, starting with us! If you are going to be suicidal do it in a way that won't get everybody killed!"
"Okay can we stop talking about me and start talking about how awesome you were—" He turns to Fushiguro. "Fushiguro-kun you should have been there she was SO COOL there was a giant snake with heads and she has all those NEEDLES and they went WHEEEW and FYOOSH and then the snake was BLIND and it went AAAAAA and then there was the CROCODILE—"
Okay let her put this in terms he can understand.
"Itadori-san, you do not engage in vore without the full consent of all participants!"
And then his words about how awesome (and hot) she was sink in and she blushes.
"... but thank you."
Oh no, anger gone, only cinnamon roll in pain, begin fussing immediately.
"No, no, don't worry about it," does he have any obvious injuries, oh no Gojo-sensei did mention that he was injured, what if Fushiguro pushed himself too hard and made things worse??? "are you okay?"
"I'm fine, it's fine," he says, waving a hand vaguely. His breath is still a bit too ragged, though, and his eyes are shut. "I just overextended myself a bit."
"Fushiguro-kun, are you sure you shouldn't have sat this one out?" asks Itadori, also fussing.
...
(Little giggle.)
Okay. More than just a little giggle.
"Neither of us would want you to strain yourself just trying to please us."
Fushiguro glares at Itadori but he's blushing again and, and maybe he can play along a bit and say, "Well I wouldn't know if I'm into it, I've never tried it," wait oh no why did he say that that was SO EMBARRASSING this was a mistake maybe he should faint now—
Help! Too much kawaii! She is so charmed! Precious cinnamon roll being corrupted by his peers! Oh man, she wants to poke him more and watch him melt, but actually he probably needs someone to throw him a lifeline. He seems like he’s overwhelmed.
“It’s okay,” she says reassuringly, and then in a more businesslike tone: “We should probably go figure out where Gojo-Sensei went off to. What would he even want to go shopping for?”
"I think he just makes that stuff up," says Fushiguro, still burning red. "Help me up."
Itadori will also not push it because he is absolutely sure he will get more opportunities for it in the future and for now he can let Fushiguro-kun see how harmless and non-scary it is for him to flirt a little bit. Positive reinforcement!
And also he'll help Fushiguro to his feet.
Hayashi assists with this endeavor! Fushiguro will have maximum help available. He can even have help walking, if he needs it, but she kind of suspects he's going to refuse and play it tough. Again.
He does not need help walking! He also does not need to look at the other two, at all, he can just walk ahead and he'll figure out where he's going later.