[After the binding vow, Satoru and Suguru part ways.
It's a necessary, if temporary, split, because although they are bound to work together, both of them need time to adjust to their new coexistence. Satoru leaves because he isn't quite ready for honesty in the form of old emotions mixed with new promises. He assumes Suguru leaves because he has had more than enough of his antics after going so long without.
And with the binding vow sworn, Satoru no longer needs to worry about Suguru's activities on the train.
Distance gives Satoru space to adjust the way his cursed energy feels now that it is mixed with Suguru's. It allows him time to pull down his blindfold and examine examine his energy closely. It looks the same as it always has, only now mixed with a subtle essence of someone else.
Of Suguru.
And Suguru's cursed energy is the similar: he carries with him traces of Satoru, the cost of binding himself to another person.
But the reason that Satoru set these terms becomes apparent once again, only a day after the made their vows. Satoru finds himself groggy and facing the threat of another headache, the stamina from his nap expended. He has no choice but to finally give in to a true sleep, one that will replenish his energy and put him back into top fighting shape. He could — and probably should — warn Suguru, but Satoru remembers where he felt the presence of Suguru's cursed energy in the nights before they made their vow. Instead of waiting for an invitation, he makes his way toward that area and follows Suguru's trail until he finds his camp.
It's cozy. Guarded by one of Suguru's less intimidating curses, a caterpillar-looking creature that seems to recognize Satoru upon approach, the campsite is small but capable of accommodating a couple of people. The treehouse — if it can even be called that, being that it's barely off the ground, the attached ladder only two rungs high — is a different story. It's less a house and more a small shack, and given that it has no door to shut, it doesn't look like it'll hold up in bad weather. It's cute but useless for anything other than sleeping. All it fits is one mattress and a couple of pillows, which Satoru immediately claims for himself.
Completely unconcerned by his presence — maybe even enjoying his company — Suguru's curse positions itself right outside treehouse. Out of curiosity, Satoru reaches his hand out of the door. The curse lobs itself into his palm with affectionate force. Amused, Satoru shifts over as much as he can and the curse does its best to nuzzle against him, though its head barely fits inside the shack. It doesn't seem to mind the discomfort of having most of its body hanging out of the shack and on the ground, so that is how Satoru falls asleep: taking up Suguru's entire bed and petting Suguru's curse.
He sleeps deeply for most of the day, finally able to relax now that he has a safe place to rest — and now that he knows Suguru will act in the event that Sukuna makes a move. He likely would sleep the night clean through, except at some point Suguru returns. The familiar presence of his cursed energy worms its way into Satoru's subconscious, causing him to stir and then, upon confirming Suguru is at the camp, awaken in full.
The curse doesn't seem interested in moving despite its master being home, so Satoru resumes petting it as he had been before he fell asleep.
Groggily, he says:]
Sprinkles was wondering when you'd be home.
[That's right: insult to injury, Satoru is not only taking up Suguru's entire treehouse, but he has also adopted the curse and given it a ridiculous sweets-inspired name. To which it now most definitely answers.]
action; a day after the binding vow
It's a necessary, if temporary, split, because although they are bound to work together, both of them need time to adjust to their new coexistence. Satoru leaves because he isn't quite ready for honesty in the form of old emotions mixed with new promises. He assumes Suguru leaves because he has had more than enough of his antics after going so long without.
And with the binding vow sworn, Satoru no longer needs to worry about Suguru's activities on the train.
Distance gives Satoru space to adjust the way his cursed energy feels now that it is mixed with Suguru's. It allows him time to pull down his blindfold and examine examine his energy closely. It looks the same as it always has, only now mixed with a subtle essence of someone else.
Of Suguru.
And Suguru's cursed energy is the similar: he carries with him traces of Satoru, the cost of binding himself to another person.
But the reason that Satoru set these terms becomes apparent once again, only a day after the made their vows. Satoru finds himself groggy and facing the threat of another headache, the stamina from his nap expended. He has no choice but to finally give in to a true sleep, one that will replenish his energy and put him back into top fighting shape. He could — and probably should — warn Suguru, but Satoru remembers where he felt the presence of Suguru's cursed energy in the nights before they made their vow. Instead of waiting for an invitation, he makes his way toward that area and follows Suguru's trail until he finds his camp.
It's cozy. Guarded by one of Suguru's less intimidating curses, a caterpillar-looking creature that seems to recognize Satoru upon approach, the campsite is small but capable of accommodating a couple of people. The treehouse — if it can even be called that, being that it's barely off the ground, the attached ladder only two rungs high — is a different story. It's less a house and more a small shack, and given that it has no door to shut, it doesn't look like it'll hold up in bad weather. It's cute but useless for anything other than sleeping. All it fits is one mattress and a couple of pillows, which Satoru immediately claims for himself.
Completely unconcerned by his presence — maybe even enjoying his company — Suguru's curse positions itself right outside treehouse. Out of curiosity, Satoru reaches his hand out of the door. The curse lobs itself into his palm with affectionate force. Amused, Satoru shifts over as much as he can and the curse does its best to nuzzle against him, though its head barely fits inside the shack. It doesn't seem to mind the discomfort of having most of its body hanging out of the shack and on the ground, so that is how Satoru falls asleep: taking up Suguru's entire bed and petting Suguru's curse.
He sleeps deeply for most of the day, finally able to relax now that he has a safe place to rest — and now that he knows Suguru will act in the event that Sukuna makes a move. He likely would sleep the night clean through, except at some point Suguru returns. The familiar presence of his cursed energy worms its way into Satoru's subconscious, causing him to stir and then, upon confirming Suguru is at the camp, awaken in full.
The curse doesn't seem interested in moving despite its master being home, so Satoru resumes petting it as he had been before he fell asleep.
Groggily, he says:]
Sprinkles was wondering when you'd be home.
[That's right: insult to injury, Satoru is not only taking up Suguru's entire treehouse, but he has also adopted the curse and given it a ridiculous sweets-inspired name. To which it now most definitely answers.]