Todo holds his jacket over his shoulders as he trudges up the final set of steps leading to the top of Jujutsu High 's Tokyo campus. His gait is heavy but unhurried, the same confidence he always carries himself with, as if the whole world should pause to admire his presence. At the summit, he plants his feet wide apart, lifts his chin, and inhales deeply, filling his lungs with crisp morning air.

'So, we meet again, my soulmate, ' he mumbles aloud, with the kind of conviction only

he

could muster. His deep voice rolls out like a dramatic proclamation 'but sadly, no one is impressed.

Beside him, Mai makes a face that could only be described as pure disgust. She swipes her bangs back in place, sharp eyes narrowing.

'Are you talking about [Name]? ' she asks flatly, already sounding fed up.

'Of course, ' Todo replies, as if it 's the most obvious answer in the world. 'We have the exact same taste in women. '