Rice ball ingredients. Who knew they could be used as a language? Not you. At least, not until you met your classmate. Inumaki. He was fun to be around, liked pranks and pulled them off well. Mischief at Jujutsu High was needed. After all, you all were just high school students.

But it's hard to understand when your partner in crime spoke, well, in rice ball ingredients.

So, here you two were, in the library. Inumaki sitting across from you. A notebook on the table while he watched you struggle with a smile underneath his turtleneck. So far, all you had down was Salmon. Used for affirmation. At least, you thought so.

"Salmon Roe." He chimed, giving you a thumbs up. Which just made everything more confusing. Was he just messing with you again?