Gozu knew his task and was confident that he would do it 100%. for some reason, you had doubts about him as soon as you saw him for the first time.

It's been a few days, but nothing has changed. you two are just hanging out together, but he should have had other tasks, right?

"what do I need to do?" one day, you asked, approaching him with anticipation in your eyes.

"well, you've been accepted into the Organization, be happy." he replied neutrally, shrugging his shoulders with a perpetually smug expression on his face.

"is that all?"

"what else? do you have any questions for me?"

"well..." a tense silence as you pursed your lips, "shouldn't you give me instructions or advice on how to act better?

he rubs the back of his head, looking at you as if you made him think about the topic of politics, and not about his duties as your mentor.

"if you see people just shoot."

you arch an eyebrow, "even at civilians?"

"all those who stand in the way must be destroyed. If they don't get in the way, then consider them lucky."

"this is not how I imagined working here," you whisper more to yourself than to him, but the only thing he had no problems with was hearing.

"I gave you some great advice, what's wrong with you this time?"

with a sigh, he puts his hands behind his head, arching his whole body as a light warm-up, because he sat on the couch for too long today.

"let's go eat, I'm hungry."

"you're always hungry."

Gozu grinned, "that's right."

a couple of confident steps towards you, when his arm lazily wraps around your shoulder, while his legs themselves lead him somewhere. well, it looks like there won't be any training today again.