Hanzō stared up at the talking panda named Panda unblinkingly. He closed his eyes for a few seconds before sighing exasperatedly.
"I must still be tripping."
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In which Itadori Yuuji has a twin brot...
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♡ ♡ ♡ In the paradise he lost, the god dances crazily ♡ ♡ ♡
GOJOU KIND OF BEING A TEACHER PRESENTS:
They were standing in the school provided dojo, Gojou staring down at him and Hanzō glaring at the empty bottles and the phone that no doubt had some embarrassing videos on it.
"You can't draw out your full potential."
Hanzō frowned, no longer worrying about his reputation the recordings would no doubt obliterate. His head snapped towards Hojou and he grit his teeth. "What do you mean?"
Gojou kicked the glass bottles into a corner for some other poor sap to clean up. "It's like a contract that you've unknowingly put on yourself. Sober, you're pretty weak. Drunk, you're somewhat stronger. But you're still not at your best."
"Then how do I get there?"
Gojou dangled a key of rings and mischievously smiled. "We'll have to do a little experiment."
"I do not enjoy your tone right now. It's foreboding."
"Come on Hanzō-chan, lighten up!"
"I'd rather not."
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"Yaga isn't here yet...?" A dignified looking wrinkly bat—well as dignified as a bald prune can get—clutched its walking stick in annoyance.
The halls of the building were still empty.
"For someone as old as I am, with my numbered days time comes at a price." The very self aware Kyoto school principal croaked to himself senily.
"Principal Yaga won't be coming for a while, since I've given him a false schedule after threatening Ijichi." A wild Gojou appeared, sitting cross legged on an armchair like he's been there from the beginning.
Gojou used his special attack: pompous smirk. "Thanks for setting this up."
"Dear me." The eyeless looking shit tilted its head in mock confusion. "And what could 'this' be?"
"Don't play dumb, gramps. It's about Itadori Yuuji. You, the conservative head, are involved, aren't you?" Gojou's smile faded completely.
"Good grief, can't today's youngsters use proper polite speech?" He sighed.
"I'm the first place, I had no intention of showing respect." He leaned forwards, hands resting on his knees. "Today's elderly sure are judgemental. Seriously."
