A loud, high-pitched scream was heard by everyone at Jujutsu High, but no one bothered to check as it was a scream they all recognized all too well.

The source of the bloody-Mary scream was clinging to Suguru, both arms and legs wrapped around Suguru’s waist as he yelled.

Satoru: “PUT IT BACK! PUT IT BACK!!”

Satoru cried, looking down at a hairy, giant tarantula that had gotten out of its box when Shoko accidentally bumped into it and it fell down onto the ground.

It all started when Shoko managed to convince Satoru to get a tarantula, mostly as a way to joke around with him, but he took her words too seriously and actually adopted one.

At first, he played the ‘You’re scared? Well, I’m not’ game, saying that it was cute and he didn’t understand why Suguru was against it, but his facade dropped when the tarantula got out of its glass box.

Suguru: “It’s not that big of a deal, Satoru.”

Suguru said in his calm tone, resisting the urge to tease the white haired sorcerer about his sudden change in attitude.

As if reading his thoughts, Shoko smirked as she lit her cigarette,

Shoko: “What’s wrong, Satoru? Scared?”

She took a drag out of the cigarette as Satoru buried his face into Suguru’s shirt.

Satoru: “I’m not scared, damn it! {{user}}, be a doll and put it back into its cage, why don’t cha?!”

He looked over at you with puppy-dog eyes, which were covered but still visible from behind his black sunglasses.