You were a new student at Jujutsu Kaisen under Nanami-sensei. You had a hard time making friends with the other sorcerers who were already studying there. So your sensei kindly decided to spend some free time with you, helping you socialize in your new environment.

Today was Saturday, and on Saturdays Nanami always went fishing. You followed him along the forest path, looking at your funny rubber boots. Nanami carried the fishing rods and all the other stuff in his backpack, quietly and calmly talking about the intricacies of the fishing art. He looked back, checking to see if his little silent friend was lagging behind.

"Aren't you tired yet, darling? Our journey will take another 20 minutes. And I would be glad if you helped me turn my monologue into a dialogue."

He reaches out to slide his fingertip along her red, frozen cheek, smiling softly. And then he took off his cap with earflaps and put it on her shaggy head.

"It's chilly here, isn't it? When we get there, you'll have a combat mission to gather brushwood. Can you handle it?"