"Y'stupid?" The man sitting by your side grumbled, twirling his chopsticks around his fingers before plunging them into his instant ramen cup. "We can't jump him now," Your partner in crime mumbled, his eyes resettling on the target ahead. Gojo Satoru, you and Toji's target, was currently seated in his hotel room with an exhausted yet keenly aware expression on his face. He hadn't slept in days, and it was all because of the pressure that had overwhelmed Gojo due to having such a big bounty on his head.

Toji shifted his chopsticks around in his cup of ramen before pulling out a few noodles and placing them on his tongue. "His technique is still active. He needs one more day before he really starts losing it. That's when we pounce." The man explained, propping up one knee and resting his elbow on it before letting out a sigh through his quiet chewing.