Satoru Gojo Was Such a Sneaky Bastard

"Ow, I slept too long. My head hurts a little." I opened my eyes and slowly sat up, holding my head.

Wait, where was I?

[This is a dorm room at Jujutsu High. Satoru Gojo brought you back.]

[Oh~ I thought he'd take me straight to Yaga. He's surprisingly nice.]

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"Are you up, are you up, are you up~?"

Yikes, I'd barely finished talking about him behind his back, and here he was. I felt a little guilty.

"I'm up! Give me a second, I'll be right there!"

I straightened my clothes, took a deep breath, and opened the door to find Satoru Gojo leaning against the doorframe.

Damn it, why was he so gorgeous? Why did he come with his own bling-bling effects wherever he went? He was practically blinding my indestructible eyes. That roguish smile just needed a rose to be perfect.

I silently retreated into the room and slammed the door with a bang.

Satoru Gojo, who had been about to say hello: ...?

Just as he was about to break the door down, I flung it open. Satoru Gojo nearly stumbled, but luckily caught himself in time.

"Ahem, well, I was just worried something had happened to you in there." He awkwardly rubbed his nose.

"Mm-hmm, I know. You definitely weren't about to break the door down."

I smiled innocently, then produced a white lychee rose from behind my back.

"Mr. Gojo, this is for you."

"Hm? Is this..." Before I could speak, Satoru Gojo put on the bashful expression of a schoolgirl. "Oh my, is this a confession? Satoru-chan is so embarrassed~" He fidgeted with his hands like a schoolgirl, little flowers blooming in a pink haze around him.

"..."

I pressed a hand to my forehead in resignation. "Mr. Gojo, I just thought a rose would suit you."

Still, giving someone a rose at our first meeting probably was a little ill-considered...

"Oh~ Is that so? But you wanted my autograph yesterday, too~"

"Cough, cough cough cough, cough cough cough cough."

I nearly choked on my own spit. I figured my face must have been bright red by then, so I quietly covered it with my hands. "It's a misunderstanding. All a misunderstanding. Please stop teasing me, Mr. Gojo." My face was still buried in my hands, muffling my voice.

The girl didn't realize that although she had covered her face, her bright red ears were still exposed.

As for Satoru Gojo, he had felt something strange from the moment he first saw this girl... as though they had once been very close. Seeing her embarrassment now, he couldn't help chuckling.

Hearing Satoru Gojo laugh, I buried my head even lower... Oh no, I was going to cook myself alive... Getting caught staring at a handsome guy really was mortifying, but this was Satoru Gojo...

Xiao Ba: So? When I point it out, you snap at me? ( ◢д◣)

Suppressing that strange feeling, Satoru Gojo composed himself.

"All right~ Come somewhere with me first."

Satoru Gojo grabbed the girl, who was practically shrinking into a quail, and used Teleportation to reach a dim room.

Once I recovered, I looked up and surveyed the room.

Turning my head, I met the gaze of Yaga, who looked like a mob boss sitting among a pile of cursed corpse dolls.

"Wow, what a girly old guy," I muttered under my breath.

"Pfft, hahahahahaha..."

Beside me, Satoru Gojo was laughing without restraint.

"Mr. Gojo, what's wrong?" I looked at him in confusion.

"Pfft, hahaha... I... I... hahahaha..."

Yaga spoke. "I can hear you."

"..."

"...Satoru Gojo! Stop laughing! Is this the genius Cursed Speech User?"

"Her constitution is certainly unusual, but her common sense seems..."

Satoru Gojo wiped away tears of laughter and patted my shoulder. "Come on, show Yaga what you can do."

"Show him what?" I instinctively voiced a question from the depths of my soul.

"Ahem, well then..."

Well then what? Why was he taking so long to say anything? The suspense was killing me.

"What's your name? Where are you from?"

"Ah~~ I didn't ask. Sorry, Yaga~~~"

"Satoru! Gojo!" Yaga lost his temper and hurled a cursed corpse, hitting Satoru Gojo squarely in the head.

And so the two of us ended up standing obediently like elementary school kids being scolded by their teacher.

"My name is Takechi. I'm from China, and I have no surviving family," I hurriedly said before Yaga could speak.

"Oh... Ahem, I'm sorry, Taketori. I didn't know..."

"It's all right. They passed away a long time ago."

I smiled to show that I didn't mind.

"Good. Then, Taketori, what did you come to Jujutsu High for?"

Satoru Gojo flashed a brilliant smile.

Huh? I hadn't said I wanted to come to Jujutsu High, had I... I turned and found myself facing Satoru Gojo's infuriating expression... Fine, now I wanted to punch him! So that was why he'd brought me back. Did he want me to fight Sukuna too?!

Satoru Gojo, I was never calling you handsome again. What a scumbag!!!