𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊

Ch. 13

𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. "Yaga, what girl?" Satoru attempted to play it off, "Have you not been taking your meds, again?" He grasped the doorknob tightly and pulled the door closer to him, narrowing his teachers already limited view of the room.

"Gojo, do not toy with me! Nanami told me about the girl, and I've seen you guys leave and come back with her myself." Yaga's large hand forcefully slammed against the door as an attempt to try and force it open causing Satoru to panic and look down at his shirtless body. "What's up with that?"

"Listen, there's no girl here. I'll even let you come into my room, but I am currently butt ass naked. So, if you'll kindly allow me a moment I'll be dressed, and then you can search my room." Satoru slammed the door in his teachers face with no hesitation. His fingers forcibly pinched around the lock as he tried to turn it into place using his shaky hands.

Yaga turned and narrowed his eyes at his younger student. Who cockily leaned against the wall, full of intention to listen in on his upperclassman's avoidable peril that he decided to expose. "Do you believe him?"

Nanami simply shrugged in response, eager for his teacher to find the deep truth about the girl stowed away within the school. "When was the last time you saw her here? And, are you positive it's the same girl?" The blonde rolled his light eyes in annoyance.

"I last saw her a few days ago, which sounds unreliable, I'm aware." His lengthy arms crossed over his chest to show his irritation. "But, I've concluded that she doesn't ever truly leave the school. They just momentarily leave and bring her back, and yes, it's always the same strangely patterned hair."

The door suddenly flew open to reannounce the heaving Gojo, "Alright, come on in, best teacher of all time." Satoru stepped to the side and allowed Yaga into the room nervously.

   Nanami made sudden eye contact with the second year who gave him a dirty look. Just before he could say anything, the door loudly shut with a loud slam, causing him to sigh in disappointment. "As if it's not late and people aren't trying to sleep right now, nice going Gojo."

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Rintaro's remaining breath was forced from her lungs on impact with the semi-soft floor. They had just been warped by Satoru, but who knows what location he would've chosen in his state. "Suguru?"

"Yep, down here." Rintaro traced the direction of the voice to see Suguru beneath her. A gasp of horror left her lips upon realizing she was currently sitting on top of him. She immediately crawled off of his body and sat herself a few feet away, now feeling shamed for having him be a subject of her coincidental hijinks. Suguru sat up at the absence of her weight and rubbed the back of his head soothingly, "What the actual hell, Gojo?!"

The present Gojo's body flinched at his sudden irritation targeted at her. "I- I'm sorry, Suguru, I didn't think I would land on top of you." Hyperventilated breaths began to separate her words as she tried to talk. "This is my fault, I'm so sorry."

"Rintaro, it's not your fault. It's your idiotic brother's." The second year sighed at the crude words he unkindly narrowed at her. But, he could tell by her silence she was still full with unease, and it hurt him that he added to it.