The lounge area of Jujutsu High had become weirdly peaceful.
For once.
No explosions.
No surprise enemies.
No cursed spirits.
Just people relaxing.
Eating snacks.
Talking.
Existing normally.
Which somehow made everyone more nervous.
Because Takeru was thinking.
He sat upside down on a couch arm beside young Gojo.
Staring at the ceiling.
"…Huh."
Young Gojo glanced sideways.
"…What?"
Takeru started counting on his fingers slowly.
"So my Gojo is 28…"
He pointed at older Gojo.
"I'm 16…"
Then he looked at young Gojo.
"…How old are you, young Gojo?"
Young Gojo blinked once.
"…Seventeen."
Silence.
Takeru froze.
Still upside down.
"…Wait."
He sat upright instantly.
"…WAIT."
Older Gojo already started grinning because he knew exactly where this was going.
"You're one year older than me!?"
Takeru pointed accusingly.
Young Gojo pointed back immediately.
"YOU CALLED ME YOUNG GOJO!"
"BECAUSE YOU'RE YOUNG!"
"YOU'RE LITERALLY YOUNGER!"
"BY ONE YEAR!"
"THAT'S STILL YOUNGER!"
The room immediately dissolved into chaos.
Hakari was crying laughing.
"…HE'S HAVING AN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS!"
Yuji pointed at Takeru.
"You've been talking to him like an uncle this whole time!"
Sukuna smirked.
"…Interesting."
Takeru looked genuinely betrayed.
"…I thought you were like… twenty-two."
Young Gojo looked offended instantly.
"…DO I LOOK TWENTY-TWO!?"
"…Kinda."
"…RUDE."
Older Gojo leaned back laughing loudly.
"…This is the funniest thing that's happened all week."
Young Geto adjusted his posture calmly.
"To be fair, Satoru acts thirty and five years old simultaneously."
"…THAT IS NOT FAIR."
Megumi sighed.
"…Why does this matter so much to him."
Takeru pointed dramatically at young Gojo again.
"YOU LET ME THINK I WAS TALKING TO AN ADULT."
"…I AM AN ADULT."
"…YOU'RE SEVENTEEN."
"…YOU'RE SIXTEEN."
"…Damn."
Silence.
Then Takeru slowly sat back down.
"…You right."
Yuji immediately burst out laughing again.
Reina covered her mouth trying not to laugh too.
Even Hana smiled slightly.
Yorozu looked disappointed somehow.
"…I expected more resistance."
Takeru pointed toward older Gojo now.
"So THIS means…"
A pause.
"When you were my age…"
Older Gojo immediately realized the danger.
"…Don't."
"You were probably even more annoying."
Young Geto answered instantly.
"He absolutely was."
Young Shoko nodded.
"…Much worse."
Utahime from another room yelled:
"HE WAS A NIGHTMARE!"
Young Gojo looked deeply offended.
"…I'm beloved."
The entire building answered at once.
"NO."
Takeru stared at him for a long second.
Then nodded slowly.
"…Yeah okay that checks out."
Older Gojo wiped tears from his eyes from laughing too hard.
"…I can't believe this is what finally broke your brain."
Takeru crossed his arms dramatically.
"…I've been respecting someone one year older than me."
Young Gojo gasped theatrically.
"As you should."
"…Nevermind you're old again."
And just like that—
the room dissolved back into laughter.