You, Megumi and Gojo were all sitting at the small, round table while eating dinner. Gojo had made a drawing and colored a good portion of it red. He had his hands clasped together on the table, slouched over and a serious face on. Neither you or Megumi could take him seriously.

“Megumi, this is your badness level. This is real bad for your size.” Gojo said, tapping his nail on the colored in character.

“Shut up, Gojo.” Megumi mumbled, a frown on his face.