"What are you teaching us today?" Satoru Gojo sat in the classroom with his legs crossed on his desk, his hands clasped behind his head and his chair tilted back.
Masamichi Yaga stared at the brazen Satoru Gojo with a dark expression and said nothing.
"Gojo!" Suguru Geto said in a low voice. "Isn't that a little too rude?"
"Guess it is." Satoru Gojo lowered his legs. Looking at Masamichi Yaga, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed and leaned back. "Ze, put in a good word for me with the gorilla later, okay~?"
Ze Zenin, who had been staring off to the side, glanced at Gojo and said flatly, "I'll trash you as hard as I can."
Satoru Gojo: "..."
Seeing that Ze Zenin wouldn't plead his case, he hurriedly turned to Shoko. "Look at him! Just look at him!"
Shoko stretched, yawned, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Gojo... what does whatever Ze wants to do have to do with me?"
"If it has nothing to do with you, why do you call him Ze and me Gojo?" Satoru Gojo protested indignantly.
"I'm used to it." Shoko brushed Satoru Gojo off without a care.
Satoru Gojo shot a scornful glance at the expressionless Ze Zenin beside him.
"Enough!" Masamichi Yaga walked up to Satoru Gojo, ready to deliver a disciplinary punch, only to find that Satoru Gojo was already on guard.
"Today's lesson will be on Taijutsu."
"Taijutsu?" Suguru Geto raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. This was something he was good at!
"Taijutsu?" Satoru Gojo said disdainfully. "What's the point of that stuff? As far as I'm concerned, a cursed technique is all you need!"
"A powerful cursed technique is certainly enough," Masamichi Yaga corrected him. "But some people will run out of cursed