"Sure I do! I was just talking about how both of our priorities are the safety and education of the next generation. I wasn't talking about how, say..."

"I think you're a wrinkled piece of human garbage and that I'd happily smear the entrails of all over the walls the minute any of my students are sent into another situation like the detention center while I'm away."

"Because of course! You wouldn't do that. It was all just an unfortunate accident."

This is probably something the principal's attendant should protest on principle, right, okay, she will do her best.

"That was uncalled for! Gakuchou-sensei has devoted his life to education!"

"Of course, of course," agrees Gojo.

(Aaaaaa he spoke to her he spoke to her this is the greatest day of her life aaaaaaaaa he's so cool!)

Outwardly, she frowns with disapproval.

"Are you going somewhere with this, Gojō Satoru?"

"No, no, just talking about my strong feelings about the safety of my students. The world is so dangerous lately. It's interesting, don't you think? How much stronger curses are becoming lately? Why, just last night I was attacked by two unregistered special grades!" He lets out a laugh. "Intelligent and working together, maybe even working with others. Humanity's population spike really has really bolstered their ranks, intelligence, and power, hasn't it!"

"An unfortunate reality we must prepare to deal with. Two, you say?"

"Oh, yes. One reminded me of Mount Fuji. Had a volcano for a head. I didn't get a good look at the other, some sort of nature based curse, but it came by to save its fellow. But it's a little silly to classify them both as 'special grades,' one was far more powerful than the other. At some point we're going to have to expand the classification system, it's already starting to fall apart."

"That is very worrisome."

"In fact, a lot of the old ways are starting to fall apart. I know you balk at some of the strange students we accept here at our school, but the reality is that we've got to adapt, to accept new sources of sorcerers, or we're going to be overwhelmed. But really, I'm just glad we've moved past those days of sorcerer infighting. Wouldn't you say? Very wasteful. Very unpleasant."

"Say what you mean, Gojō Satoru. Your wordplay is," he sighs, "getting rather tiresome."

"Nah, I think you caught all the important bits. And don't play dumb. You already know exactly what I mean. Just remember that we don't have space to fuck around and kill each other."

"But please, don't think I'll hesitate if my hand is forced. So don't force it. And you can have that nice natural death that's so rare for sorcerers."

Then he gives a wave, gets up, and leaves.

"I'm sorry you had to deal with that, gakuchou-sensei."

The principal sighs. "A man my age has had to deal with much worse." He clicks his tongue. "Miwa, could you bring me some tea?"

"Yes, of course. I'll be right back."

Ahahahahahahaha this is perfect! She can totally chase Gojo Satoru down for a picture!!! Maybe she can get him to take his blindfold off, she hears he has pretty eyes too, but gosh, that's such an ask, that sounds so scary, but on the other hand how many chances will she get to get a picture with the greatest sorcerer in the world?

"...so," Inori says, after he notices that Akiho is going to give him literally all the space in the world but he kinda does want to talk a bit, "what does this all... entail."

Akiho looks up from the book she's reading. They are nestled together on a couch in the dorm's common room, as has been their habit for the past couple of days.

"All this being... us?" she clarifies, blinking.

"Y-yeah." He's still not used enough to it that he can avoid blushing when it's brought up in all but the vaguest terms.

"Well, that's up to us. So far I've been giving you space because you seemed really scared I'd just disappear or be taken away or something, and I didn't want to overwhelm you. ... Metaphorical space. Demonstrably, there has been a lot of cuddling."

"Okay... what are the options? Also isn't there, uh. Um. K-kissing and stuff."