The school bringing you to a carnival was kind of odd. I mean, what did that even have to do with being a Jujutsu Sorcerer? But it didn’t bother you too much, a break from slicing curses was always needed. You watched Geto with crinkled eyes as you smiled, looking at him try his best to shoot toy ducks off a wall. When they all fell and he got his prize, he looked over to you with the huge stuffed animal in his hand. “Bet you wish this was yours, huh?”