By the time they got back to Wasuke's house, the sun was dipping low and the atmosphere inside had somehow shifted from "kindergarten field trip" to "post-apocalyptic snack raid victory."
Plastic bags. Boxes. Bottles of Ramune. Ice cream containers already sweating in someone's cursed energy-cooled hands.
It looked like a festival had ended violently in the kitchen.
Tiny Yuji dropped his bag on the floor with both hands raised.
"…FOOD SECURED."
Tiny Takeru nodded solemnly.
"…Mission successful."
Wasuke just stared from the hallway.
"…Why does my house look like a supply drop zone."
No one answered him.
They were already eating.
It started simple.
Soda opened.
Snacks shared.
Ice cream handed out.
Then immediately escalated into chaos.
Hakari had somehow already finished three bags of chips.
Kirara was organizing snacks like inventory.
Panda was happily holding multiple rice crackers like he'd won life.
And the tinies?
They were going feral.
Tiny Yuji was alternating between soda and snacks like it was a rhythm game.
Tiny Takeru was taste-testing everything with scientific seriousness.
"…This one has potential."
"…This one is mid."
"…This one is S-tier."
Nanami watched from the side, expression completely dead inside.
"…This is not how nutrition works."
Takeru leaned back casually, watching everyone eat.
"…Don't worry."
A pause.
"They've got fast metabolisms."
Megumi blinked.
"…That's not how health works either."
Sukuna sat slightly apart, watching the chaos.
"…Humans are truly strange when they are happy."
Then—
Tiny Yuji suddenly froze mid-bite.
"…Wait."
Everyone turned.
"…We can eat ALL of it?"
Takeru nodded.
"…Yep."
Tiny Yuji processed that.
Then immediately resumed eating at double speed.
"…UNDERSTOOD."
Tiny Takeru pointed dramatically.
"…THIS IS FREEDOM."
Older Gojo laughed loudly from the couch.
"…We accidentally created snack capitalism."
Utahime pointed immediately.
"…STOP CALLING EVERYTHING CAPITALISM."
But it was too late.
Hakari had already renamed it.
"…Jujutsu Buffet Economy."
Even the Mei Mei sisters were calmly enjoying the chaos, occasionally rating snack efficiency like it was a business report.
"…High return on energy per chip," older Mei Mei noted.
Young Mei Mei nodded.
"…Liquid sugar is peak liquidity."
Nanami slowly put his head in his hands.
"…I'm surrounded by financial criminals."
Meanwhile—
Tiny Yuji suddenly leaned back, full, satisfied, holding a soda bottle.
"…This was the best day ever."
Tiny Takeru nodded slowly.
"…We should invade more stores."
"…NO," multiple adults said at once.
Takeru laughed softly, leaning against the wall.
"…Let's not push our luck."
A brief pause.
Then he looked around the room.
Kids laughing.
Sorcerers relaxed.
Food everywhere.
No fighting.
No curses.
Just… peace.
"…Yeah."
He said it quietly.
Almost like he was confirming it to himself.
Then he clapped his hands once.
"…Alright. Snack arc complete."
Tiny Yuji raised a hand.
"…Next arc?"
Takeru smirked.
"…Sleep arc."
Groans immediately erupted.
Hakari pointed at him.
"…YOU CANNOT JUST NAME LIFE EVENTS LIKE THAT."
Takeru shrugged.
"…Watch me."
And as the night settled in—
the chaos slowly softened into something warm and rare.
Everyone full.
Everyone tired.
Everyone, somehow, okay.