I started with Demon Slayer, and after drawing the strongest character, I'm invincible!

Takatsuki Izumi: "..."

What kind of twisted logic is Gojo Satoru spouting? He's asking for tuition after hitting them?

"In the end what you want?"

She was utterly speechless. Who could understand? She hadn't done anything wrong and yet she was inexplicably beaten up.

Moreover, that bastard Gojo Satoru beat her up in front of so many people. Doesn't she, as the leader of Aogiri Tree, have any dignity?

That damned Gojo Satoru! She's really lost all face this time.

Gojo Satoru: Who said I didn't give you face? Didn't I beat up the others too? They were injured more badly than you.

"What do you mean, 'what do I want'? It's you who wants what, isn't it?"

"I was still in your base when you detonated the bomb. Did you even consider my feelings?"

Gojo Satoru crossed his arms and said angrily.

How can they be so unreliable to their teammates? They blew up the building without even a warning.

That's making such a commotion. It's okay if it scares the cats and dogs, but what if it scares him?

"Huh? Someone like you is afraid of bombs? Are you kidding me? Besides, you're alright, aren't you?"

Takatsuki Sen really wanted to roll her eyes at Gojo Satoru, but unfortunately her eyes were swollen like walnuts and could only be seen as slits.

She couldn't roll her eyes even if she wanted to, and no one would see it anyway.

"Who said it's okay? Why can't I be afraid of bombs?"

"I'm telling you, your actions have hurt my fragile heart, and you must compensate me for my emotional distress."

Gojo Satoru spoke with righteous indignation, and his words shocked everyone to their core.

"Gojo Satoru, are you out of your mind? You beat us up like this, why don't you give us some compensation for our medical expenses?"

Takatsuki Sen felt a sudden darkness before her eyes and couldn't help but burst into curses. "A weak mind? Is that referring to Gojo Satoru?"

He wants her to pay for emotional distress? Why didn't he just rob her?

No, wait! He's already already grabbed one round!

"What do you mean I beat you up like this? That was clearly a friendly sparring match. Didn't you guys even lift a finger?"

Gojo Satoru argued confidently, claiming that he had studied the art of language under Dazai, and that he was absolutely right.

"I beep beep... you beep beep... beep beep... beep beep..."

Takatsuki Sen's small mouth uttered a series of warm greetings, as if coated with honey, which stunned Tatara and the others.

This was the first time that Tadara and the others had ever seen Takatsuki Sen swear like this; the girl usually had a very good temper.

Gojo Satoru, unmoved, watched the indignant Takatsuki Sen and, feeling utterly bored, picked at his ear.

"Gojo Satoru, get out of here! I don't want to see you."

Takatsuki Sen was furious when she saw Gojo Satoru completely ignoring her, and her defenses crumbled.

"I don't have a master, do you want someone else to curse?" Gojo Satoru said lazily.

His nonchalant attitude made Takatsuki Sen's fists harden.

"You want compensation for emotional distress? I'll pay you, but you'd better disappear right now."

Takatsuki Sen was on the verge of a breakdown. How could she have gotten involved with such a jerk!

"You said it yourself, so you're in charge of my desserts for the next two months."

Gojo Satoru said with a beaming smile.

He could just tell Takatsuki Sen which dessert shop he wanted to eat, which would give Fujiwara a break.

"Okay, can you go now?"

If it weren't for the bandages still wrapped around her face, Takatsuki Sen's dark complexion, as black as the bottom of a pot, would have been impossible to hide.

"Let's hang out sometime sometime. Don't forget you said you'd treat me to ice cream."

Gojo Satoru smiled at Takatsuki Sen and left decisively.

After persecuting Takatsuki Sen, Gojo Satoru went to the CCG's Quinque Laboratory.

Then, all the collected kagune were placed here and made into quinques.

Staff: Wow! This many kagune... has this Special Investigator disturbed a ghoul's nest?

-

CCG headquarters building.

In the conference room, Gojo Satoru was fast asleep, sprawled on the table, completely oblivious to what others thought.

Marude Sai forced himself to ignore Gojo Satoru's behavior and tried hard to convince himself.

The kid must have been exhausted last night, and he was called to a meeting early this morning, so let him get some sleep.

Marude Saito straightened his expression and began to report on the battle situation last night.

"Last night, we lost 67 of our comrades and annihilated more than 700 ordinary ghouls."

"In fact, we were able to reduce our personnel losses thanks to the five special-grade items."

"He was the one who rescued everyone when the people from Qingtongshu blew up the base."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Gojo Satoru, who was fast asleep, but when he remained still, they looked away.

Gojo Satoru was the first person to fall asleep during a meeting, especially in front of the bureau chief.

“We will not forget his five outstanding achievements, and the bureau has already prepared a reward for him.”

Washu Yoshitoki remained calm, showing no displeasure even when Gojo Satoru slept during the meeting.

"Marude Special Grade, continue."

"After the One-Eyed Owl appeared last night, he was wounded and fled Area 11 after Special Class Five cut off his two kagune."

"Chief, I suggest we intensify our search for One-Eyed Owl and capture him while he's injured."

Marutei said seriously, "This is a rare opportunity that will be lost in the blink of an eye."

While the One-Eyed Owl is injured and his fighting power is reduced, let's eliminate this major threat.

"Marude's suggestion is good. Let's do as you say. You'll be in charge of this matter."

After only a brief consideration, Washuu Yoshitoki agreed to Marutei's proposal.

"Yes, Director."

"Next..."

When Gojo Satoru woke up, only Marute Sai was left in the meeting room.

He stood up and stretched. The conference room table was too hard to sleep on, so he wouldn't come again.

"Wutiao, you can really sleep a lot."

Marude Sai's brow twitched. He had slept through the entire meeting today. What difference did it make whether he came or not?

"Young people need to sleep a lot, this is normal for me, Uncle Marude, you wouldn't understand."

Gojo Satoru leaned lazily back in his chair. He wouldn't have come to the meeting if Washuu Yoshitoki hadn't told him there was a reward.

Marude Sai: "..." This kid is definitely targeting him, isn't he? What do you mean he doesn't understand? He's still young, okay!

He said irritably, "Come with me, your reward has been delivered."

"Why didn't you say so sooner? Come on, let's go see what my reward is!" Gojo Satoru said with an expectant look on his face.

"You're supposed to be a top-tier student, can't you be a little more composed?"

Marude Sai looked at Gojo Satoru with a sense of sullenness. They were about the same age, but Arima Kishou and Amon Kotaro were so much more mature and composed.

(Arima is 29, Amon is 26, each more mature and steady than the last; Satoru, at 28, is more mischievous than anyone else.)

Then look at Gojo Satoru. All these years he's grown taller, but his personality is still as childish as a kid.

"How am I not steady?" Gojo Satoru said with dissatisfaction. Steady and reliable are his synonyms, okay?

Marude looked at Gojo Satoru with a complicated expression. Couldn't this guy have a little self-awareness?