The pizza break was still going strong.
Boxes were disappearing at an alarming rate.
Somehow, nobody was questioning where the food supply kept coming from.
Takeru was sitting on a stack of empty boxes, casually finishing another slice.
Crunch.
Geto sat nearby, already halfway through his second box.
"…This is efficient morale recovery."
Yuji leaned back, satisfied.
"…Best mission outcome ever."
Megumi stared at the remaining boxes.
"…We're going to regret this later."
Then—
the doors opened.
Uro walked in without hesitation.
Takako Uro
She didn't say anything.
Just grabbed three full pizza boxes off the stack.
Everyone paused.
Yuji blinked.
"…Uh."
Megumi narrowed his eyes.
"…She's taking those somewhere."
Nobara frowned.
"…Is she stealing pizza?"
Hakari waved a hand casually.
"…Nah, she's probably delivering it."
Kirara nodded.
"…Yeah, that tracks."
Uro turned and left just as quickly as she came.
No explanation.
No hesitation.
Just gone.
Takeru watched her leave.
Then tilted his head slightly.
"…Oh."
Geto looked over.
"…What are you doing."
Takeru stood up.
"Upgrading logistics."
Before anyone could react—
he snapped his fingers.
A massive stack of pizza boxes appeared out of nowhere.
Dozens.
Then dozens more.
Yuji froze.
"…WHY DID YOU DO THAT."
Takeru pointed casually toward empty space.
"Island supply chain."
Megumi immediately sat up.
"…No."
Takeru ignored him.
And with another snap—
space distorted.
The entire stack vanished.
Somewhere far away—
on the cursed spirit island—
pizza boxes suddenly appeared in a pile.
Cursed spirits immediately gathered around it.
Confused.
Then excited.
Then suspiciously cooperative.
A cursed spirit cautiously opened a box.
Silence.
Then—
joy.
Back in the cafeteria—
Takeru clapped his hands.
"Done."
Geto blinked slowly.
"…You just delivered pizza to the island."
"Correct."
Yuji stared.
"…Why though."
Takeru shrugged.
"Sukuna's there."
A pause.
"And the curses."
Megumi rubbed his forehead.
"…You're feeding the ecosystem again."
Hakari laughed.
"…That's actually insane infrastructure."
Kirara sighed.
"…Of course it is."
And somewhere in the distance—
no one mentioned it out loud—
but the missing group still wasn't there.
Ryu, Kashimo, Aika, Reina, Yorozu, Hana.
Still gone.
Still unaddressed.
But the pizza kept everyone too distracted to care.
Geto leaned back slightly.
"…They'll probably enjoy that."
Takeru nodded.
"Probably."
And just like that—
the island's cursed spirits officially got upgraded to "pizza-supported morale state."