“Fushiguro!” you called out as you walked down the path. He had ran off somewhere, knowing him, he’d go somewhere no one could find him. So now you, Itadori and Kugisaki had split up to look for him. Satoru was helping too, but he didn’t count since he most likely spotted a food truck and gotten distracted.

You continued calling his name before you let out a sigh and leaned against a random brick wall in an alleyway. “Oh, bother. I’m never gonna find that guy,” you muttered to yourself, letting out a deep sigh of annoyance. You didn’t look down, or anywhere.

You were only snapped out of your thoughts when you heard him clear his throat from under you, making you flinch and look down. Oh, there he was. He didn’t even look that happy either.