He is absolutely being led around, yes, ma'am. He can even sit!

Yay!

So they can just sit together and wait for Inori.exe to finish rebooting.

Honestly he's probably fully online already this is just how he be.

That is also fine! Though she does eventually start to get bored. Accordingly, she scoots closer to him to lean her head on his shoulder, and then gets out her phone.

O-oh. He freezes up for a second but then relaxes.

This is... nice? It's nice. It's a lot less terrifying than he was expecting.

Maybe he won't need to... say any words? For a bit? That would be really nice. He tentatively wraps an arm around her.

She smiles brilliantly at him when he does, making a contented humming sound and settling in to a comfortable spot.

Yes, this is very nice. He doesn’t need to say any words at all, this is more than enough.

What the heck this is ridiculously nice no one told him it was so nice. What??? He's not sure what's happening here. He's not even picking up his phone because he doesn't need to and he can just. Hold her?????? Just like that????? Since when is that allowed what the heck.

Yep! He can just hold her! She even adjusts herself to nestle closer and lean more of her weight on him and everything!

"I really, really like you."

“I really, really like you, too!” she replies, beaming up at him. “… Oh, uh. Do we want to be dating? Officially, I mean.”

"...um. As opposed to?"

“… I don’t know. … Not? Doing that? We’d get to call each other girlfriend and boyfriend. I um, am mostly just asking if I can call you my boyfriend.”

"Oh. Um. Y-yes. I would like that."

“Okay! I’m glad. And I can be your girlfriend.”

She nestles a little further into him. It is excellent to be held by her boyfriend, she has a boyfriend.

Inori is, again, terrified for a moment but then nothing bad happens. In fact it continues to be good.

He's sure they must be breaking some kind of rule.

If they are breaking some kind of rule, no one shows up to tell them so! Akiho seems very comfy, and not at all inclined to move for a while.

A man who is far, far too old even for anime, waits (not so) patiently in a meeting room. "Is Yaga here yet?" he rasps to his assistant by the door. "The time of an old man close to death doesn't come cheap."

"No. I'm sorry, gakuchou-sensei," says the aforementioned assistant by the door, the very picture of refined loyalty.

(Okay, so, she thought that accompanying the principal on his trip to meet the other principal would be interesting??? But mostly she's just standing at the door and occasionally fetching tea. No wonder nobody else wanted to do this. But she will do it! She will do her best! Even if she has to stand here, counting the number of repeats in the pattern on the wall.)

And then the door slides open.

"Heeeey~!" singsongs someone who is definitely not the principal, and also probably not someone Gakuganji particularly wants to be sharing a room with.

"I'm very sorry," he says, not sounding the least bit sorry. "But Principal Yaga won't be here for a while yet."

The Kyoto principal lowers his head ever-so-slightly. "Oh?"

Gojo goes and sprawls in the couch across from him, smiling faintly.

"Well you see, an unfortunate mishap happened with his schedule. Someone seems to have switched it out for one that says this meeting is going to be held an hour from now. It is a mystery who that someone could have been. But, since you're already here, I thought it'd be a good time to have a nice chat."

(Oh gosh, is that Gojo Satoru??? IT IS. It is Gojo Satoru!! She's sharing a room with Gojo Satoru, the most powerful sorcerer in probably-the-world! Aaa! He has such pretty hair!! She hopes she can get a picture with him later!)

At the door, Miwa Kasumi frowns with outward disapproval.

Gakuganji narrows his eyes at Gojō. "Is that so."

Gojo lets out a little laugh.

"Oh, relax, relax. I'm sure we have nothing to talk about, do we. It's not like you put my students in danger, or anything. We're on the same side, here, we just want the next generation of sorcerers to have the best chance they can!"

He sighs. "My goodness... youth these days, don't you know how to be polite?"