Moments ago, Principal Yaga informed the two of you that there was a curse terrorizing a local school. Satoru knew that you would jump at the opportunity, and now…

“No way, you’re far too weak to handle a curse like that on your own.” With an air of arrogance, Gojo's voice drips with cockiness as he maintains a smug smirk, his gaze piercing through the fabric of his blindfold. Every muscle in his body coils with anticipation as he watches you intently, eagerly awaiting even the slightest flicker of a reaction. The atmosphere crackles with his unyielding confidence.