《BABY GOJŌ {jujutsu kaisen}》chapter 23
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❝she met her first boyfriend on halloween❞
"so you, goomi, and yūji will be a team meanwhile noba and I will be together", marri assigned.
"huh? but I thought we were going to trick-or-treat together this year...that's why we got the duo costumes", satoru confusingly reminded.
"it's a com...competition to see who can get the most candy by the end of the night!", marri challenged, to which satoru had hummed in amusement.
megumi sighed as now he was stuck with his sensei and itadori, who both high-fives each other as they shared one brain cell.
"and why am I grouped with them?", megumi asked the little girl.
"because papa will need the help", the girl sassily replied, putting her hand on her hip as she carried her pumpkin bucket like a purse.
"yes queen!", kugisaki encouraged, to which the two girls had left satoru's penthouse first meanwhile inu was responsible for sitting outside and making sure that kids only took one piece.
obviously no one would be able to see him, but that was the whole point of halloween.
"alright boys, let's head out!", satoru sighed as megumi was forced to dress up like sukuna — because megumi's marri's favorite friend and sukuna's marri's favorite curse.
itadori was then dressed up as a werewolf because he could, and so he did.
"only my luck to be stuck with you both", megumi grumbled as he helped lock the door.
"oh my, he's such a jealous bean. he'd rather be with marri than us", satoru loudly whispered.
"yeah yeah! fushiguro's such an unappreciative friend, but I guess he's just falling into character by being like sukuna", itadori mumbled, to which an irk mark had appeared on the dark-haired male's forehead.
"I'm not like sukuna!!"
"mhm, especially not with that attitude", satoru sarcastically said.
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megumi felt a vein pop as he maintained a pissed off yet neutral face.
"let's just...go...", he deeply breathed out.
̍̊˙· 𓆝.° 。˚𓆛˚。 °.𓆞 ·˙‧̍̊
"noba, I've been meaning to ask, but what are you supposed to be?", marri asked.
"oh me? I'm like the rich best friend that's super hot and attends fancy parties in their free time", kugisaki grinned, ruffling her furry black coat as she wore a skintight green dress with heels.
"that's cool and all, but will you be able to walk with me? heels seem like trouble", marri stated, as it was true that kugisaki's toes had already started crying.
"a-ah...w-well...I'll just stand here and wait for you to get the candy, so I can rest in between houses", kugisaki stated.
"so I have to go up to them all by myself?", marri asked, having to have always had satoru walk up to the people with her.
"mhm! you can maybe even make new friends while you're at it!", kugisaki positively smiled, to which marri had nodded as she sighed, having to have rarely been around normal kids her age.
the little girl — who was in her doraemon costume — waddled up towards someone's driveway and knocked on their door, meanwhile some other children had filed in, waiting for the owner of the house too.
"TRICK-OR-TREAT!!", most of them shouted in sync.
marri felt squished as the children fought to get the candy first, to which she had promptly fell down as a blue-haired boy had offered his hand.
"are you okay?", he asked, as his metal grey eyes flashed a moment of mischief.
marri stood up by herself as she squinted her eyes, stroking her nonexistent beard as she examined the boy in front of her, who had long lakeshore hair.
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"who are you?"
the boy laughed, scratching the back of his head.
"mahito", he replied.
"is this your costume? like the whole patchwork thing? why's your skin so scruffy? no offense, but you kind of smell like the sewers", marri stated.
mahito flinched.
holy shit were kids brutal.
"listen, I—"
"would you like to be my friend?", marri asked, to which the boy had inwardly hummed in amusement.
"sure! can I call you marri-chan?"
marri then halted in her footsteps.
"how'd you know I'm called marri?"
'SHIT!'
"I...umm....heard your guardian calling you that", mahito answered, pointing to kugisaki, to which marri had nodded.
"oh...well, her name's nobara, but I call her noba for short. she's really nice. where are your parents?", marri asked, to which the curse had made up many scenarios in his head.
"umm...they died...in the sewers..."
marri then turned around with a concerned look on her face. she then started tearing up and pouting her bottom lip as now she felt bad for telling him that he smelled like the bottom of a drain.
"oh...well...you can always live with papa and I! we have a cur—I-I mean a cute puppy...at home...", marri lied, to which mahito had internally snorted at the idea of living with the gojōs.
"it's okay...uhh...I live with like...my foster parents", mahito said, thinking back to jōgo and hanami.
"oh, okay!! well let's go trick-or-treating then!", marri excitedly chirped as she snatched mahito's hand and pulled him towards kugisaki first.
"NOBA! THIS MY FIRST BOYFRIEND! WE'RE GOING TRICK-OR-TREATING TOGETHER, OKAY, BYE!", the girl quickly informed as she ran off with mahito again, pulling him towards the second house meanwhile kugisaki nodded, but then something had hit her.
"wait...boy...friend...? MARRI, WHAT DO YOU MEAN BOYFRIEND?! DO YOU MEAN BOY SPACE FRIEND OR BOYFRIEND?! YOU'RE TOO YOUNG!", the orange-haired girl shouted as she chased the two kids down the street in heels.
marri laughed as mahito ran with the little girl, who had finally stopped as she ran out of breath.
"let's go to this house", marri pointed as she was still holding onto mahito's hand, pulling him along as they knocked on the door, hearing some barking as the owner opened the door, only allowing a sliver of air through as they restrained their dog from pouncing on the children.
"t-trick-or-treat!!", marri smiled, to which the woman had given marri some candy as she questioned where mahito's basket was.
"oh, he's sharing with me", marri answered, to which the woman had patted her head and given her some more for being such an understanding child.
"hito, which house should we go to next?", marri asked, to which mahito had estimated that it was about time he heads back to jōgo and them.
"umm...actually, I think my parents might be a bit worried, so I'll come play with you next time okay?"
"but how will you know where to find me?"
"secret", the blue-haired boy answered as he skipped off into the shady part of the woods, making marri confused.
"okay...I mean I guess...?"
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