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[okane]

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MONEY$HOT

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CHARACTER NAME

Toji Fushiguro

CIVILIAN NAME

Hiro Hirano / Unemployed

TEAM

Brimstone

HOUSING NUMBER

013

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Comments

[okane]

no training today i guess

_{[ 🥱 ]}

[shadowban]

you already said no for today anyway. maybe you'll get free food tomorrow.

1/2

[okane]

2/2

[okane]

fine by me

probably not that good tasting anyway

[shadowban]

who said i'm cooking?
my friend's making meatballs and chashu beef noodles.

[okane]

doesn’t sound that good to me

i’ll get my own food

[shadowban]

okay. please put my K200 to good use, fushiguro-san.

[ he's been dealing with gojo satoru's antics for 90% of his life, he can keep up. ]

[okane]

k

_{[ surely this can buy a cup noodle or something… ]}

this icon is getting so much mileage

[shadowban]

[ half-hour later: ]

KON IS SENDING...
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KON IS SENDING...
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[okane]

_{[ immediately: ]}

i am not training you for food
either you come here and bring me something or you shut up

[shadowban]

[ megumi: 1, toji: 0 ]

do you want extra beef cuts?

[okane]

what kind of question is that

[shadowban]

[ greedy ]

training room. i'll pack the dishes now.

[okane]

i told you
not today

[shadowban]

i got it the first time. i'm training with or without you. i'm leaving the thermal bag here.

[okane]

_{[ why is his kid like this. After that message, Toji leaves him on read, and if Megumi is going to the training arena, it’s going to be awhile if Toji decides to show up. ]}

[shadowban]

[ megumi learned tenacity early on - and perhaps ironically, learned it because of toji's absence. he had a sister to protect and be strong for; if he caved so easily to what other people wanted him to do, they would be separated very quickly.

he couldn't let that happen to tsumiki. he couldn't let gojo satoru think he's weak-willed, either.

all that said, megumi did mean to train today, so that's what he's doing: going over his routines until his knuckles and palms are bleeding through the wraps, relishing in the fresh and mortal pain of hitting things with his hands and knowing they're his own.

after all, he needs to build his stamina and endurance up if he wants to keep up with yuji. ]

ACTION.

[okane]

<sub>[ It takes Toji awhile, but eventually the doors to the training arena open, and he emerges like a slumbering bear who has been rudely disturbed. He’s in the baggiest kinds of clothes, because why would he wear anything else right now.

In the opposite side of his mouth from the scar, there’s a pretty big bruise that is still healing, skin still torn and swollen, but he doesn’t have any one to try and dress his wounds so he doesn’t bother.

Like before, he follows his nose and goes in whatever direction the food is gonna be at, whether it’s in the bleachers or somewhere else. ]</sub>

[shadowban]

[ truthfully, megumi's expecting some clown behavior from the man he's biologically related to; something like toji showing up exactly as megumi's leaving, like two repelling magnets or oil drops in a glass of water. so when toji does show up, dressed in ill-fitting clothes and looking cranky, megumi's focus slips into a painful split.

so, he yelps a bit. ow. a shadow pool manifests on instinct under him so he doesn't accidentally torque a thigh muscle - or worse, a testicle - leg dipping in and rebalancing him. embarrassment is a big driving motivator for a teenager, though, so megumi lets himself fall straight in and just pop back up through his father's shadow.

pretend it's like, planned, or something. ]

You're actually here.

[okane]

_{[ Half lidded eyes watch Megumi in some amusement. He’s already eating, though, and it doesn’t look like he’s going to be fighting anytime soon. ]}

I don’t waste food.

[shadowban]

[ that's fine, megumi's tired out anyway. just gonna sit on the floor and blatantly watch toji eat while he unwraps his hands and treats his knuckles for cuts and bruises. ]

Did you win?

[ whatever fight led to the bruise on toji's face, that is. ]

[okane]

_{[ What a question to ask. Megumi is already proving that he’s too much for Toji to handle— the whole reason why he wanted to re-home him to begin with. He’s not the best influence or person in his life, yet he seems to insistent to talk to him. ]}

I won the first fight.
Ask Gojo about the second fight.

[shadowban]

[ what is he, a dog??? rude. ]

Only an idiot picks a fight with Gojo Satoru and expects to win more than once.

[ megumi hums as he finishes taping back his hands, flexing the fingers in different directions to see which parts pinch or pull. so far, so good. ]

Gojo-sensei's not so bad. He's loud and annoying, but he's just weird.

Did you hire babysitters?

[okane]

I didn’t pick a fight with him. He assaulted me. Don’t make such stupid assumptions.

_{[ #facts
Toji knows better not to deal with Gojo a second time, especially when he’s not in the way of a job to be done. ]}

What are you talking about?

[shadowban]

You could've ran away. Fighting someone is always a choice. There's no shame is running from a fight if you know you'll lose by dying.

[ he's done it enough times. probably he should've done it a little more, or a little less. ]

Babysitters. Some guy who smokes? [ a small frown. ] You didn't smoke, especially not in the apartment. [ SHRUG ] I thought maybe that was because of you.

Maybe it's Ieiri-san, then. Ah, when did she quit...