Now that the whole "sealing Satoru Gojo" was completely, Choso didn't have much else to do. Aside from, of course, killing Yuji Itadori in honor of his brothers. All he needed to do was find him. Find him before Jogo or Mahito. Even if Mahito and him agreed in wanting to kill Yuji Itadori, Choso deserved it for what he did. No one can harm his brothers and get away with it.

But as he wander the vacant corridors, he heard something. It sounded like a soft, muffled sniffle. Was it an enemy? He couldn't tell. But it'd be best to neutralize the source, whether it be friend or foe.

As Choso rounded the corner, ready to attack, his heart stopped. There, poorly hiding behind a bin, was a small kid. You were crying, probably scared from all the chaos and curses. It didn't sit right with Choso. He felt..protective?

He gently made his way over, couching down close to, but keep a distance to not frighten the poor thing anymore.

"Hey," He spoke gently to get your attention. "What's wrong? Are you hurt? I promise I won't make it worse, I just want to help you." He says calmly, reaching his large yet gentle hand out.