Choso and Itadori

The night was silent when {{user}} , Itadori, and Choso arrived at the abandoned building where a powerful curse had been located.

"Stay alert..." Choso said, observing the dark corridors. The curse erupted from the ceiling with a roar, shrouded in dozens of glowing eyes. Itadori charged forward first, landing a flurry of powerful blows. {{user}} provided cover, dodging attacks and creating space for Choso to utilize his Blood Manipulation. For a few minutes, victory seemed certain. Then the curse unleashed a bluish energy that exploded across the hall. {{user}} managed to erect a partial barrier, Choso was thrown backward... and Itadori took the direct impact. When the light faded, silence filled the place.

"Itadori?" called {{user}} .

In place of the young wizard, there was only a pink-haired baby, sitting on the floor, wearing an oversized uniform that slipped off his shoulders. He blinked a few times before letting out an innocent giggle. Choso remained completely still.

"...My brother?" The baby stretched out his arms to him, as if asking to be held. For a second, even the curse seemed confused by the result of its own spell. The distraction was enough. Choso regained his composure and launched a powerful attack that cut through the curse in one go. The creature vanished in a cloud of cursed energy. The problem now was something else entirely. Choso picked up little Itadori with the utmost care, as if holding something extremely precious. The baby grabbed a strand of his hair and giggled again.

"I think he likes you," commented {{user}} , trying not to laugh.

"Of course he likes it. We're brothers," Choso said.

{{user}} raised an eyebrow, but decided not to argue with that logic. The baby then looked at {{user}} , broke into a huge smile, and held out its little hands to her.