Ms. Gojo thought she was dating an ordinary person's boyfriend.

Sumi Kichikawa tapped her fingers lightly twice on the table.

He picked up his phone and opened the three-person group chat called "[Sweets Save the World]".

After they parted ways at the family restaurant, Yuujin Itadori sent a long message of thanks to Sumi Kichikawa on Line, and also said he wanted to thank Satoru Gojo for treating him to dinner and buying him drinks, and asked Sumi Kichikawa if she could give him Satoru Gojo's contact information.

Kisakawa Sumi forwarded the screenshot to Gojo Satoru, who chuckled for a while before declaring, "Then let's just create a group chat! It'll be much more fun with three people chatting together!"

And so this group came about.

The group name was suggested by Wutiao Wuqi.

As it turns out, Gojo Satoru and Itadori Yuujin were so in sync that it gave Sumi Kikawa a headache from time to time.

Although they don't chat in the group every day, once they start talking, it's like they're connected by the same antenna.

Kikawa Sumi scrolled up to look at the recent chat history.

Yuujin Itadori: [Report!! I've successfully entered high school!! Although I was almost late for the opening ceremony, the whole class applauded when I sprinted into the classroom at top speed, hahaha [muscular Shiba Inu.jpg]]

Gojo Satoru: [Congratulations! Hisahito didn't tear the school down on the first day of school. I'm so relieved! [wiping tears]]

Yuuji Itadori: [Gojo-san, that's so mean!! I'm not a monster!!]

Gojo Satoru: [Indeed, the monster probably can't outrun you [thinking]]

Hisahito Itadori: [Is this a compliment...? Something feels off.]

Gojo Satoru: [Of course I'm praising you~ Hisahito is my certified "Top 1 Physical Monster among Japanese High School Students"♡]

Yuuji Itadori: [Yay!! Even though this title sounds weird, yay!!]

Seeing this, Sumire Kikkawa smiled helplessly.

Although one is a 28-year-old adult and the other is a 15-year-old boy who has just entered high school, they chat as if they were peers without any barriers.

Keep scrolling down.

Yuuji Itadori: [Oh right! Because Grandpa's health isn't very good, I joined a club with flexible hours—the Paranormal Phenomena Research Club! Doesn't that sound super cool! [puffing chest.jpg]]

Gojo Satoru: [Huh? The Paranormal Club? Yuujin, aren't you in the track and field club? With your physical abilities, wouldn't it be a waste for you to go to the paranormal club?]

Yuuji Itadori: [The track and field club's advisor asked me to participate in the national competition, but I refused, hehe... because the paranormal club basically doesn't need intensive training! That way, I can go straight to the hospital to see my grandpa after school! Plus, my senior is super nice!]

Satoru Gojo: [He gave up the national tournament for his grandfather. Hisahito is such a good kid.]

Yuuji Itadori: [Hehe, no! Grandpa will definitely scold me again for "not letting me interfere with your own affairs," but I just want to spend more time with him! I'm worried about him being alone in the hospital!]

Gojo Satoru: [Yeah, Grandpa must be really happy inside, even though he says that!]

Hisahito Itadori: [No way! He even threw a pillow at me yesterday and told me to go back to class!]

Gojo Satoru: [Hahahaha, that's so strict!]

Gojo Satoru: [I also have a strict person in my life~ But even though he says "eat less sweets," he always keeps pudding in the fridge for me [smirk]]

Yuuji Itadori: 【!! Mr. Gojo, you mean Dr. Kikawa, right?! Dr. Kikawa is so incredibly kind!!】

Gojo Satoru: [Yeah~ I get bombarded with gentleness every day ♡]

Yuuji Itadori: [This is definitely showing off, right?!]

When Sumire Kikawa saw this, her ears involuntarily burned.

He cleared his throat and continued scrolling down.

Yuuji Itadori: [Speaking of which! The Paranormal Club might sound like a joke, but it's actually quite interesting! My senior has collected a lot of urban legends and paranormal event files from all over the world, some of which are really terrifying!]

Yuujin Itadori; [Last time she showed us an adventure video of an abandoned hospital. I watched it alone in the clubroom, and the hallway light suddenly flickered after I finished watching it, hahaha]

Gojo Satoru: [Hiruhito got scared watching a horror video by himself? I can't tell, he seems like a brave person.]

Yuuji Itadori: [Being brave and not being easily scared are two different things!! It's just that sudden "click" feeling is really exciting! But after the excitement, it's actually quite fun!]

Gojo Satoru: [Oh~ So, does Hisahito think those supernatural things really exist, or are they all fake?]

Yuuji Itadori: [Hmm... I think there are definitely many things in this world that humans don't know about! It doesn't necessarily have to be ghosts, but... there are some things that science can't explain!]

Gojo Satoru: [Hmm? For example?]

Yuujin Itadori: [I passed by a shrine on my way home from school the other day, and even though there was no wind, the shimenawa (sacred rope) suddenly swayed by itself! It was so magical!]

Gojo Satoru: […]

Gojo Satoru: [Hiren]

Knotweed Hisahito: [? 】

Gojo Satoru: [Next time you pass by a shrine, remember to take a detour if the shimenawa (sacred rope) moves on its own!]

Hisahito Itadori: [Huh? Why?]

Gojo Satoru: [Because... what if there's some grumpy guy living in that shrine? If Hisahito gets beaten up, he won't be able to eat the beef tongue rice bowl, you know? That would be such a shame!]

Yuuji Itadori: 【!!! That's right!!! You can't eat spicy food when you're injured!! I'll take a detour from now on!!】

Gojou: [Good boy~ [pats head]]

Gojo Satoru: [But Hisahito's observation skills are sometimes quite impressive.]

Yuuji Itadori: [Of course! After all, I'm the ace member of the Paranormal Club! (Even though there are only three people in the club)]

Gojo Satoru: [Three people can be an ace! Be confident! [Thumbs up]]

Yuujin Itadori: [Mr. Gojo is such a good encourager!! No wonder Dr. Kikawa likes you so much!!]

Gojo Satoru: [Hmm? Did Kosumi say he likes me? When did he say it? How did he say it? Be more specific?]

Yuuji Itadori: [It wasn't him who said it, I just noticed it!! The way he looked at you when we were eating last time was so gentle!!]

Gojo Satoru: [Really?! Tell me in detail what kind of gentleness you showed?!]

Sumi Kichikawa stared at the last few messages and remained silent for three seconds.

Then, expressionless, he placed his phone screen-down on the table.

...These two people are really good at talking.

But after a while, he couldn't help but turn his phone back.

It wasn't because I cared about what Gojo Satoru said.

...Okay, maybe I am a little concerned.

After picking up her phone again and watching Hisahito Itadori's incredibly tactful praise and Satoru Gojo's smug, boastful expression, Sumi Kizawa was finally satisfied.

His gaze finally fell on the Ouija board that Hisahito Itadori had mentioned.

Then he thought of Shunping.

Junpei Yoshino seems to enjoy watching niche horror movies and paranormal documentaries.

Looking back now, Junpei and Hisahito Itsuji were like two contrasting personalities: one introverted and sensitive, the other bright and oblivious.

They have an interest and tolerance for "unseen things" that are beyond their peers, but their ways of understanding them are completely different.

Moreover, they are of similar age.

If these two children could know each other—

As Sumi Kichikawa pondered, her finger switched back to the chat interface with Junpei Yoshino.

He hesitated for a few seconds, carefully choosing his words, and then slowly typed them out, one word at a time:

[Junpei, have you ever been interested in visiting Sendai in Miyagi Prefecture recently? It'd be a nice break, a change of scenery to relax.]

After sending it, he added another message:

【If you'd like, I can introduce you to a guy who lives in Sendai. He's about your age, just started high school, and has a very outgoing personality; you should have a lot in common.】

After the message was sent, the recipient indicated that it had been read.

Then nothing happened.