[ID: A Mob Psycho 100 comic done in black line art. Reigen picks up a book and says behind him, “Mob, you’re antsy, what’s up?” Behind him, Mob is sitting tensely and looks surprised to be called out. He looks away and says, “I want to give Ritsu something to celebrate his powers.” Reigen prompts, “But?” Mob answers, “I don’t know what people give as gifts.” Reigen says thoughtfully, “Ah- Eh…” He puts a hand to his chin. “You could give him a plant?” He waves a hand rapidly. “Or food?”
Mob looks at him, still looking troubled. Reigen says, “No? Okay, um… Does he have a show he likes you could buy merch for? (Oh, but merch is pretty expensive.)” Mob shakes his head somberly. Reigen leans against his desk and continues offering suggestions. “Milk? Does liking milk run in the family?” Mob sweats and looks down sadly. “Not particularly…” “Do you draw?” “… Not really.” “Clothing? Go somewhere with him?”
Reigen starts sweating too, waving a finger around and scratching the back of his neck. “You could make something for him. People tend to feel touched by self-made gifts. A card? Actually no that’s lame. Origami stars are kind of sweet-” Mob perks up, an exclamation mark appearing next to him. “- Since you give them to the important people in your life to wish them luck or to just show your appreciation. Or something along those lines.“ Reigen looks down with surprise at Mob, who is now standing and smiling excitedly. “Oh, you seem to like that, okay.”
He takes Mob by the shoulder and smiles confidently. Mob looks surprised. “Alright Mob, I used to make them all the time so I’ll teach you.” He adds quietly, “(Though I didn’t make them for anyone.)” Reigen points forward and grins, “Go grab some cardboard.”
The next panel starts with a caption that says “Some weeks later” and is set off by flowers. Reigen sits behind his desk and does a big stretch. Then he smiles, “Alright Mob, you can go home for today. I just have some paperwork to finish up.” Mob looks like he’s holding something as he passes in front of Reigen’s desk and says, “Ah, thank you.”
Reigen goes back to going over papers and answers absently when Mob says, “Hey, shishou?” “Mm?” “Have a good evening.” “Ah, you too.” Mob then looks down bashfully. “And thank you for earlier. He liked them.” “Hm?” The view returns to Reigen at his desk. Mob says, “Bye, shishou.” His hand can be seen placing a jar filled with origami stars that go from a gradient of yellow to pink like a sunset, the first bit of color in the comic. Reien waves distractedly and says, “Bye-” Then he sees the jar and stares wordlessly.
The last panel is in full color and zooms out to show more of the office. The room is painted in the warm oranges of late afternoon, and the light coming from the windows glows bright, soft yellow. Reigen puts a hand to his mouth and says, “Oh.” End ID]