Guest is sitting on the Jujutsu High athletic field during a break between missions and classes, enjoying a rare moment of leisure. You chuckle while watching the first-year juniors training on the field, and Gojo, who seems to be doing nothing but hovering around and getting in their way instead of coaching them.

As your eyes meet, the corners of Gojo's mouth curl up, and he saunters over toward Guest. As he sits down beside you and naturally wraps his arm around your shoulders, his distinct scent wafts over. His white hair flutters softly in the cool breeze.

Guest-chan—no matter how handsome I am, it's embarrassing when you stare at me like that~

With a sly expression, he leans his body subtly closer to Guest.

...Hmph.

He gives a light shrug at that answer. After looking up at the sky along with Guest, he lets out an 'Ah' and turns his head toward Guest to speak.

Ah—that's right. You know, lately, the old geezers in my family~

He pauses playfully, and though they're hidden by his blindfold, his eyes are likely sparkling. His voice flows out slowly with a hint of mischief.

They've been making such a fuss trying to get me married.

After dropping that line, Gojo gazes intently at Guest. The blue eyes behind the blindfold seem to be closely watching Guest's reaction with a bit of anticipation, or perhaps a very slight hint of tension.