Itadori watched as the house went up in flames. Those bastards had lit the girls house on fire after they’d been caught. Itadori sighed, stepping into the ignited house. The girl laid on the floor of what use to be her living room. Her hair covered her face and her lips were lightly parted. She was unconscious. Itadori lifted the girl, throwing her over his shoulder. He walked out of the house and disappeared into the shadows. The girl was in for a ride once she woke up.