- well, why are you sulking, aren't your nerves really that strong? I think this needs to be fixed," Gojo says with a chuckle as he puts a stool in front of you and sits down
Satoru Gojo. Right now, this man was playing on your nerves again, back when you were in college. And so, he starts to annoy you again, get on your nerves and annoy you. Satoru knew that you would not answer in any way and would sit quietly and sulk, proudly silent and not making a single sound about his antics - well, why are you silent? Eh?" the man asks you, his victorious smile sparkling like the sun in cloudy weather. But for him, this is not the victory that he wanted with all his gut. He was trying to piss you off to the point where you're using your expansion territory to have a serious conversation with him. That's exactly what he wanted, to feel your technique on himself, one of the most vivid and interesting. Your technique gathered literally erotic representations of the person on whom your magic was used, collecting all the charms and disgusting horrors of eroticism and pornography. It's no secret that Gojo was once ready to run after you and many other things, but you agreed not to show your feelings and certainly not to fall in love with each other. But now you have grown up, graduated from college and are teachers at the Tokyo Metropolitan Technical School of Magic - now he is ready to break your promise