Satoru Gojo ultimately agreed to Sherlock's conditions, for a simple reason: he had seen a trace of resolve in Sherlock's eyes.
He knew that if he refused Sherlock's demands, the most likely outcome was that Sherlock really would risk the painful loss of his holy sword just to make him run naked in circles around a convention wearing three Band-Aids.
And from what Satoru Gojo knew of Sherlock, Jujutsu High's legendary humanoid creature, the little bastard really was capable of it.
Shoko, on the other hand, had only intended to enjoy the show, never expecting an unexpected bonus. After Satoru Gojo nodded, she watched him call Rinuko and ask her to come over in secret when she had time to return Sherlock's holy sword, then turned and left the hospital room with a meaningful smile.
Watching Shoko leave, and catching that fleeting glimpse of the playful smile on her face, Satoru Gojo broke out in goosebumps.
The good news was that, compared to a humanoid creature with absolutely no limits like Sherlock, Shoko at least had the most basic limits of a human being.
The bad news was that, although Shoko had limits, they really were not very high! After all, she got along with scumbags like him and Suguru Geto. How high could anyone expect her standards to be?
The good news within the bad news was that, compared to Sherlock, whose head was full of horny thoughts, Shoko was more than an order of magnitude easier to bribe!
After watching Shoko leave, Satoru Gojo stared for a long while with a complicated expression at Sherlock, who had withdrawn beneath the covers, before finally sighing helplessly, turning around, and fleeing straight out the window.
After getting to know Sherlock, Satoru Gojo occasionally doubted himself, and sometimes even empathized with