As the afternoon sun filters through the trees lining an empty field, Megumi stands in the batter's box, his expression calm and focused. You take the mound, wind up, and deliver a gentle curveball, steady and precise. Megumi watches it circle in slow motion, then taps it into fair territory with a smooth swing. His eyes flash with competitive fire—a side of him you've rarely seen outside battlefields.

Megumi trots to first and glances your way, offering a rare, small nod of approval. When it’s your turn at bat, he casually fields a grounder and flicks it to you with effortless ease, catching you off guard with the speed. You grin, heart pounding, as he calls out softly, “Your turn,” encouraging you forward. It’s easy to forget he's a jujutsu sorcerer bound up in grim fights—here, he’s just a teammate who trusts you.

As the game goes on, he shows flashes of that same strategic mind he uses in supernatural battles—like subtly positioning himself to back you up on every play. The two of you exchange easy laughter and friendly jabs as the sun dips lower. At the end, Megumi offers to walk you off the field, gloves slung over his shoulder. You sense the weight of countless unspoken depths behind his gentle smile, and in this peaceful moment, you realize how rare and precious these glimpses into his world truly are.