Chapter 13, Section 12

As Gojo Satoru opened the door, Matsuzaka Airi leisurely stuffed the last piece of Kikufuku into a corner.

"They're really doing bad things blatantly."

He closed the door behind him and gently shook the bag of groceries he was carrying.

Airi Matsusaka shrugged and asked for it.

"Thanks."

If you remain silent at this point, you'll miss out on her super spicy, top-notch delicious food.

He's done this kind of thing countless times.

But she wouldn't say anything more, no matter how much she said.

Gojo Satoru took a few steps closer, shortening the distance between them.

They were almost face to face.

"Next time, I'll say—'Thank you, Gojo Satoru.'"

Don't even think about it.

Airi Matsuzaka took the food and turned to leave.

Gojo Satoru tilted his head and watched her departing figure, a smile deepening on his lips.

No matter how far you go, you'll always come back.

Let's leave this line there until then, but be careful not to wander too far, or I'll want to pull it back if I can't see you.

I'm not good at striking the right balance; you'll be the one who suffers in the end.

After thinking about some terrible things, he slowly changed into his slippers.

Then I heard the sound of the door being slammed shut.

Oh, I threw it up.

The TV was still showing SpongeBob SquarePants, and there was a box of rice bowls he had brought back on the coffee table.

Gojo Satoru leaned over for a look; it seemed he had only taken one bite.

Airi Matsuzaka sat in her usual seat, gulping down water.

Here it comes, Gojo Satoru's new trick is here again.

Sweet and spicy rice bowl, nothing could be worse than this.

Airi Matsusaka, who had at least taken a bite, thought that Kikufuku was better.

The taste in my throat wouldn't go away, and even after drinking a lot of water, it felt like it was still stuck there.

But I was really hungry, and I didn't want to pin my hopes on Gojo Satoru taking pity on me and buying me another serving.

...I didn't dare eat it even after buying it.

I really don't want it to be like this.

Airi Matsuzaka tore open the packaging of Kikufuku and ate it slowly, taking small bites.

I hate Gojo Satoru the most, without exception.

Kikufuku, who was originally the second most disliked character, can now be relegated to third place.

...

What are you looking at? You're annoying.

Airi Matsuzaka turned her back to Satoru Gojo, not wanting him to laugh at her while she ate Kikufuku.

Gojo Satoru was having a hard time; he covered his face and his shoulders were shaking violently.

Some people are more tolerant than unrestrained, and their tolerance is often unacceptable.

The most powerful curses are just this cunning.

Let's just destroy it already.

After Gojo Satoru ruined her super spicy rice bowl, one Kikufuku wasn't enough to fill her stomach.

But the problem is...

The bag of Kikufu that Gojo Satoru left her that morning was hidden away in various corners.

...

The question is, should I admit defeat and give in to Gojo Satoru?

Haha, that's funny.

I'd rather starve than dig out the Xijiufu I've hidden away.

Matsusaka Airi's strengths have always been her ability to lie low and endure.

This is a minor issue.

Gojo Satoru, with his legs crossed, reached into the sofa and pulled out a Kikufuku.

He stared for a while, then turned his head to look at Airi, who was determined to fight to the end.

Should we go on a hunger strike?

Gojo Satoru tore open the packaging bag and ate one in a few bites. He then reached for the tissue box on the coffee table and took one out of it as well.

It's the same old place, Airi's hiding of things is really perfunctory.

After finishing his daily tasks, he returned to deal with the mess left by Airi Matsuzaka.

Things have been much quieter lately.

He still hasn't broken his bad habit of hiding things.

Gojo Satoru skillfully found Kikufuku from every corner.

Actually, it's quite a pleasant surprise to open the cabinet unexpectedly and find a Xijiufu (a type of Chinese liquor).

It's like you accidentally flip through a book and find a ten-thousand-yuan banknote tucked inside.

It feels similar.

Gojo Satoru didn't leave her any; he ate them all.

Then he turned off the TV, stretched, and invited Airi Matsuzaka to "want the teacher to take you to class?"

Today, the second graders had a mission. There were only three of them in the group training, plus Airi Matsuzaka.

Wu Tiao Wu observed from the sidelines.

He is not human.

I'm not going.

Sleep, no training.

Only a fool would waste his energy.

"Yo~"

Gojo Satoru put Matsuzaka Airi down and greeted the students who had been waiting for a long time.

People can get used to many things, but being late is always one of the things they can't tolerate.

And some people can completely quell your raging anger the moment they appear.

I'll make you self-destruct.

He got all five of them right.

He's such a terrible adult.

Kugizaki Nobara angrily messed up her carefully styled hair.

Megumi Fushiguro...

I'm used to it.

Only Hisahito Itadori was still waving happily when he saw Satoru Gojo.

"Oh! Airi-senpai is here today too."

"Airi-senpai?"

Kugizaki Nobara looked around but didn't see anyone.

"Here, here—"

Gojo Satoru pulls the person out from behind him.

"Airi is too shy."

No, Airi-senpai doesn't actually want to see us at all.

Yuji Itadori blinked, but did not refute Gojo-sensei.

I sense she's angry.

Gojo Satoru knew, of course, that Matsuzaka Airi was angry.

But now is not the best time to coax her.

So I had no choice but to let her suffer for now.

"Without further ado, let's begin the training camp."

His smile, his movements, and his way of speaking don't seem like those of a 28-year-old adult.

You can even pretend to be a DK just by changing your clothes.

All he has left is his face to fool people.

I regret it, I regret it so much.

Airi Matsusaka even regretted killing Emi Amamiya that day.

If he hadn't gone to kill her, he wouldn't have met Gojo Satoru, wouldn't have met him, wouldn't have been captured and taken to the vocational high school, wouldn't have been forced to eat sweets every day, and wouldn't have gone hungry while training students because of eating sweet and spicy rice bowls.

I miss the outside world, I miss places where Godō doesn't appear.

At that moment, she even felt that it was good to be alive.

As long as you don't see Gojo Satoru, everything seems so interesting, fresh, and wonderful.

Choking back tears.

I want to live, I want to leave the vocational college, I don't want to see Gojo Satoru.

She can't get out.

There is a barrier preventing her from leaving this place.

No one but Gojo Satoru would do this.

Airi Matsuzaka immediately brainstormed, going through all the known information in her mind, and after connecting all the possibilities, only one absurd conclusion remained.

If you find it interesting, I'll keep it for now.

I believe it; this is the most powerful curse.

Is this the idea behind setting a combat power ceiling? How unique and unconventional!

It's really difficult to deal with.

Those who lose their reason in love and desire are often the easiest to deal with; what's truly worrisome are the strategists who are both mad and scheming.

She hates being the mantis that stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

She enjoys catching mantises as a bird-catching expert when they eat them.

Then crush it.

To prevent future troubles.

Gojo Satoru wanted to be an upright and honorable mantis.

Actually, this isn't necessarily a bad thing.

Although the process was a bit complicated and required a lot of time for preparation, but...

Just the thought that no matter how much you scheme, the outcome is unchangeable... makes me laugh out loud.

I'm a bad person, really bad.

I've never liked playing with emotions, but I can try it for you now.

I'm going to make you completely miscalculate and lose everything.

I will make you truly fall into the vortex of love and desire, unable to struggle.

I want you to bow down to me.

Want to play with me?

A life-or-death situation, huh?

If I win, you have to let me do whatever I want, but if you win...

Hmm...that's impossible.

Even if I die, you won't win.