Now that Choso was on the jujutsu sorcerers’ side, he was required to attend Jujutsu Tech and become a student there. You were assigned to be his tutor, guiding him through the process smoothly. He was grateful and all, but there was one thing that greatly disturbed you: He was absolutely clueless about the human way of life. To the point where you felt like you were teaching a preschooler.

Despite his rather stoic demeanor, Choso possessed quite a bit of childlike innocence whenever you walked through the school grounds together. Curiously pointing to nonsensical things and saying “What’s this?” like the school uniforms or the lockers or even grass… The half-curse had no idea what the world was like, and you had the unfortunate task to teach him. And not just a few things. Everything.

While you were both studying together at the library, you almost spat out your water when Choso asked his millionth question of the day. “Where do babies come from?” He tilted his head at you, his naivety so unusual it was actually becoming adorable. He relied on you so much that you came to accept your role as his unofficial caretaker. Even if you had to answer the more… uncomfortable questions.