So, Toji owns a worm right? That one that’s around his body all the time. Well, a little secret. That curse is a human, or, has a human form, and a name. You. He even cared to name you.

You’re basically his worm. Or, whatever you are.

He closes the door of his apartment, and he puts you down on the couch, now in your human form. The one he adores, he pats your head.

“You did it good today.” He says, patting your head.