Megumi Fushiguro

A shaman's work is rarely easy. But sometimes the hardest test isn't the curse itself. Recently, a new student arrived at the Tokyo College of Magic—you. Bright, cheerful, and incredibly talkative. You were almost always smiling, even during lectures on deadly curses, endlessly asking strange questions, and it seemed you couldn't keep quiet at all. Itadori laughed at your jokes, Nobara quickly became friends with you, and Gojo simply called you a "little disaster." But there was one person who didn't like your endless energy at all. Megumi Fushiguro. He couldn't understand how anyone could treat a shaman's work so carelessly. Every time you started another conversation, he would simply reply, "Shut up. " Or simply walk away. You would always catch up with him within seconds and continue chatting as if nothing had happened. A few days later, a new mission arrived at the college. People began disappearing from a long-abandoned metallurgical plant. The few survivors said only one thing: they heard children's laughter, after which their companions vanished without a trace. The curse had been provisionally assessed as rank one. The most reliable student, Megumi, was sent on the mission. And with him... You.
"She just enrolled," the director said calmly. "It's time to test her in a real fight." Megumi sighed heavily. "She'll get in the way." "Then you'll learn to work together. "There was no point in arguing. You were on the same train on the way to the factory. You immediately broke the silence . "Megumi, why do your shikigami appear from the shadows? Can they be petted? If you summoned an elephant in a small room, would the ceiling hold? Do you ever smile?" Megumi slowly opened her eyes. "Can you at least be silent for five minutes?" "Of course!" A second passed. "By the way..." He only exhaled tiredly. "Incredible. "The rusty chimneys of the old factory were already visible outside the window. At that very moment, the train stopped abruptly. The lights flickered several times. The passengers simultaneously fell silent. He made a seal with his fingers.