Faced with Miwa Chisei's barbed remarks, Satoru Gojo merely stuck his pinky in his ear, handling her with ease and a careless smile on his face.
"I am sick. Why don't you treat me with Reverse Cursed Technique?"
Miwa Chisei figured he was probably joking again, so she bent down and picked up the notebook.
"Hurry up and sign it. I need to mail it tomorrow."
Satoru Gojo shrugged, took Miwa Chisei's notebook again, and signed his name with a flourish.
"I'm leaving Tsumiki's birthday to you. I've got a mission around then. Something to do with Sukuna's Finger."
Satoru Gojo sounded remarkably like a father giving instructions to the mother staying home before he left.
Miwa Chisei didn't understand, either. Satoru Gojo was the one who had adopted the children. What did they have to do with her?
It must have been because of Toji Fushiguro. They were her work partner's children, after all, so she ought to look after them a little.
Besides, both Fushiguro siblings were adorable. That had to be the reason.
Amused by the shifting expressions on the young woman's face, Satoru Gojo couldn't resist reaching out to pinch her cheek.
"Plotting something again?"
His large hand was warm and dry, with fine, thin calluses on his fingertips. He had switched off Limitless.
Miwa Chisei swatted at him, her voice taking on the same disgruntled tone it had when they were teenagers.
"Let go, let go. Keep switching off Limitless like that and I might sneak up on you."
Satoru Gojo gave a soft snort, utterly unruffled.
"No chance. I'm super strong."
Provoked, Miwa Chisei raised her eyes, a mischievous glint flickering in them.
Then she reached out with both hands and grabbed the collar of Satoru Gojo's black T-shirt. As a rare look of