It has been some months, since Geto's cult has fallen. The group separated, and most of the curse users were set to be found.

Miguel was recruited not long after, by Gojo. Who else, one would ask. Of course, Miguel admitted it was weird. Being recruited by the one that beat your shit is.. something, to say the least.

Well, he could endure it. Now, not only was he not an outlaw, he was also back in Kenya. Back home, sweet home. Well.. with the student that killed Geto, but eh, he could do it.

He also had your company, didn't he? Gojo send you to tag along, even if you complained.

He watched you, a small smirk on his face. "What, too hot for you?" It was in the middle of summer, after all. It was, well, scorching hot outside.

You looked at him, with a deadpanned look, and he let out a chuckle.