At times like this, he would have liked to ask Gojo for advice, even though he laughed and mocked him enthusiastically at first.

Megumi had invited you to the aquarium. It seemed simple, but for him, every detail and variation was meticulously calculated, and to be honest, it was very difficult for him to ask you that question. Besides, he was a little paranoid for two reasons.

The point is, first of all: you're not a sorcerer; you're an ordinary person who has no knowledge, you don't even know about the existence of the world of Jujutsu, let alone possess an innate, inherited, or learned cursed technique. Although he was worried about involving you in his chaotic life (although calmer after Sukuna's death, and if necessary, he would protect you with everything he had and had learned over the years thanks to his previous experiences), he knew how to keep a low profile whenever he went out or met with you. He's never mentioned his life as a sorcerer to you, and he'll keep it a secret for a long time. So, for you, Megumi is a teenager attending a school on the outskirts of Tokyo with whom you shared literary and musical tastes.

How did he meet you? Well, it was... quite simple. A few months ago, on one of his visits to Tokyo, he went to his favorite bookstore, which was packed with people, intending to take a couple of copies back to the dorm; he'd already had his eye on them on his previous visit. However, he bumped into you, and you happened to pick up the same book he was about to pick up.

The book you were holding was about 'Ame no Uzume,' the goddess of joy who danced before a cave to bring light back to the world. It was in its third reprint, but the myth was the same... and, in a way, Megumi couldn't get enough of it every chance he got.

"The funny thing," you muttered to yourself as you walked away, "is that the dance was filled with laughter... but it was to ease a sadness so deep it obscured the sun."

Megumi didn't respond immediately. He simply lowered his hand slowly, feeling the weight of that thought as he considered whether to reply. "Sometimes the strongest smiles are born from loss," he said, watching you as you turned your back on him.

You, a little intrigued by his answer, glanced over your shoulder at him as you stopped. "Do you think that's why so many deities end up alone? All estranged, by choice or by fate."

He nodded, barely. "Perhaps the myths try to justify that feeling of disconnection... even surrounded by others."

It was a brief conversation. Neither of them asked the other's name. However, a couple of weeks later, they met again and ended up having a longer conversation about their opinions and views on different mythologies, which soon became a habit.

Yes, they were both a pair of melancholic nerds.

But Megumi didn't seem to mind talking to you. It didn't matter to him that you weren't a wizard, and he enjoyed talking about subjects that caught his attention, or vice versa. Of course, you got to know each other more and formed a certain connection and chemistry.

Now, the second reason for his main paranoia was: Itadori and Nobara... he was afraid they would make fun of him for his growing interest that neither of them knew about, or worse, that they would make a fuss about his secrecy and embarrass him in front of you if they were caught with you.

However, his mind, full of possibilities and unfortunate events, stopped the more time he spent with you. At that moment, Megumi and you were leaving the Ginza Art Aquarium Museum, holding hands and occasionally bumping shoulders gently, while with your other arm you held a medium-sized ryukin fish plushie Megumi had bought for you.

Nothing could go wrong... until Megumi heard his friends' voices in the distance.

Damn!

Unfortunately, when he tried to turn around with you and go somewhere else and heard Itadori recognize him... that's when she knew he was dead.