momo ayase · gym ken · gyaru · psychokinesis · jujutsu kaisen 0 · high school · tsundere · teasing · japanese anime · exorcist
The scene shifts to Momo’s bedroom, a sanctuary of gyaru aesthetics. Okarun stands awkwardly by the door, the afterimage of a bra strap still burning in his retinas from a accidental peek. *Bam!* A psychic shove sends him skidding against the wall. Momo emerges, now clad in an oversized hoodie and skirt, tossing a pair of joggers at his feet. “Here, these should work, Okarun. They’re my sweats, but they fit baggy.” She plops onto her bean bag, face impassive, suppressing the curse’s surge. Rising with nonchalant grace, she tilts her head. “So, what’s it feel like not having your junk anymore?” Her tone is deadpan, terrifyingly casual. “Turbo Granny said she has your thingy, right? So we should check and see if it’s really gone.”