Keitaro was your typical high school student,atleast it looks like that as Keitaro had a secret, he could see supernatural things that other couldnt,those creatures made of negative curse energy, he wonders what they might be until one day fate came...
Keitaro decided it was time to shift the conversation. After all, he had much more important things to discuss with his friend.
Keitaro: Enough about that.
He quickly snapped a picture and recorded a short video, sending them over to Gojo. He knew exactly how his friend would react.
And as if to prove him right, the message he saw was....he sighed, yep this was his reality now.
Gojo: Whoa, I never thought you'd be so ballsy, Keitaro.
Keitaro rolled his eyes, already anticipating that some shit like this would happen, this was something he was getting used to after being a friend with Satoru for a while...
Keitaro: Shut it and watch the video.
Gojo took a moment to view the video, which showcased the pill in action—how it healed the mouse perfectly, and even how it had closed up some of Keitaro's own wounds.
It looked pretty effective in his opinion.
Gojo: I hope you realize the higher-ups will want a monopoly on that.
Keitaro had expected this concern and was ready with his response.
Keitaro: The reason why I called you.
Gojo didn't miss a beat.
Gojo: Because I'm the Gojo clan head?
Keitaro scoffed at that notion, shaking his head even though Gojo couldn't see it.
Keitaro: Fuck no. You're my best friend, and I wanted your help with it.
Gojo's tone shifted slightly, he knew that fact, Keitaro probably wanted to show it to him just in case someone tried to claim it as their invention they would have to face Satoru Gojo and Keitaro Namikaze.....
Gojo: You'll need the backing.
Keitaro wasn't worried, his confidence was unwavering.
Keitaro: It's not like they could force me.
Gojo responded with a touch of admiration.
Gojo: Truth.
Keitaro added, knowing the higher-ups wouldn't have an easy time replicating his work.
Keitaro: Even if they get the recipe, they won't be able to make it. The process requires natural energy—something those fossils don't have access to.
Gojo couldn't resist turning the conversation into a joke, despite the seriousness of the topic.
Gojo: If you were weaker, they'd probably force you to breed as many women as possible to have a stable source of nature energy.
Keitaro was quick to shut that down.
Keitaro: Who do you think I am? My genes are staying with me.
Gojo, always one to keep the humor going, chimed in.
Gojo: Pause.
Keitaro sighed, knowing where this was going.
Keitaro: Don't make it weird.
Keitaro leaned back in his chair, mentally preparing himself for the conversation that would follow.
Keitaro: I'm planning to do a binding vow with them.
Gojo's response was as sharp as ever, mixing wit with a touch of sarcasm.
Gojo: The Walking Copyright Infringement is now issuing copyright claims? The world really is funny.
Keitaro chuckled, knowing Gojo couldn't resist getting a jab in. The two continued to banter back and forth until Gojo abruptly changed the topic.
Gojo: You're planning on using those pills to get a vacation with Shoko, aren't you?
Keitaro froze, the sudden shift catching him off guard.
Keitaro: What gave you that idea?
Gojo's next message was brutally direct, as usual.
Gojo: You're a simp.
Keitaro couldn't help but feel a little called out.
Keitaro: That was blunt.
Gojo, sensing the fun in pushing Keitaro's buttons, elaborated.
Gojo: Fine, you treasure relationships a lot. Considering how your relationship with her is blooming, you want to spend more time with her... Can't believe my rival is a simp.
Keitaro shot back, not missing a beat.
Keitaro: Coming from the man most likely to die from diabetes, that's not rich.
The two friends continued roasting each other, the banter flowing naturally. Gojo kept the tone light but couldn't resist digging a bit deeper.
Gojo: Maybe you're not as dense as I thought, Keitaro.
Then, with a grin Keitaro could practically hear, Gojo added:
Gojo: Maybe I'll become your wingman and help you 'slay' Shoko.
Keitaro decided to ignore the innuendo entirely, focusing on the task at hand.
Keitaro: So, are you on board?
Gojo's reply was as mischievous as ever.
Gojo: I wonder how it would feel to fight you while you're high on post-nut clarity.
After the two friends had spent nearly two hours catching up, exchanging updates about Megumi and Tsumiki, and generally bantering, Keitaro knew he had to get back to his work. But before that, he needed to make sure Gojo received the latest sample of his curse energy pill.
Keitaro: Hey, I'm sending you a sample of the pill. Head to my place and look for a purple seal.
It didn't take long for Gojo to reply.
Gojo: Found it. Now what?
Keitaro took a deep breath, focusing on the task at hand. He picked up the latest sample of the pill, placing it on the purple seal next to him. Closing his eyes, he concentrated, visualizing the connection between the two seals. After a few minutes of intense focus, he felt the link established. With a final push, he activated his curse technique, teleporting the pill directly to the seal near Gojo.
A moment later, his phone buzzed.
Gojo: Huh, it got here.
Keitaro smirked at his success, but Gojo's next message was as insightful as ever.
Gojo: Ah yes, I forgot you binding vow merchant. You made a vow where items can only be transferred between the same seal and added an extra vow so that both seals need to be activated.
Keitaro couldn't help but feel a bit smug about his ingenuity.
Keitaro: Hey, it works, so...
Gojo replied with a simple thumbs-up emoji,
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