Fujino slowly opened her eyes in the morning. Pink-chan immediately showed its frustration, its expression full of annoyance.

“You idiot! Why are you waking up so late?! Hurry up, or you’ll be late on your very first day!”

Fujino sat up, her messy hair looking rather eccentric. She quickly got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

Pink-chan, surprised, stared at her with a confused expression as she went in and out of the bathroom before starting to change.

“What’s with her? Did she not wake up properly?”

In reality, Pink-chan was overthinking it. Fujino simply wanted to quickly put on her uniform to see how it looked, even though she had dreamt of strange things the night before.

She swiftly dressed, pairing the uniform with black leggings, and checked herself in the mirror, nodding in satisfaction.

The uniform was very form-fitting, perfectly showcasing her curves in a way that was undeniably sexy. Her grayish-purple short hair, pink eyes, and that tear mole under her eye made her look strikingly beautiful. The long lantern sleeves, however, were a bit excessive, barely allowing her fingers to peek through.

“Hurry up already! Do you know what time it is?” Pink-chan’s exasperated voice broke her moment. “Did you wake up dumber than usual?”

“Alright, alright, I get it… But seriously, I’m so gorgeous!” Fujino cheerfully admired herself in the mirror. She then slung her sword across her back and tucked her cards into her pocket.

Pink-chan quickly climbed onto her shoulder as Fujino opened the door and stepped out.

However, Fujino soon encountered a problem: she had no idea where to go. Shrugging, she decided to wander aimlessly and see where it led her.

Pink-chan glanced to the side before retreating into Fujino’s hair.

“Hmm? Pink-chan, what’s wrong?” Fujino asked, puzzled.

“Fujino…? Why are you here?”

Fujino looked up curiously and saw a man wearing a white blindfold, accompanied by a young boy. The man appeared shocked to see her—did he know her?

“Do you know me?” Fujino asked as she walked closer, her sword on her back. Because of her height, she had to tilt her head up to look at him.

“Don’t tell me you’re jealous of my beauty!” she teased, flipping her hair dramatically. Gojo Satoru burst into laughter.

“Hahaha! Fujino-chan, you haven’t changed a bit! But…” He bent down, scrutinizing her closely. Even with the blindfold, it felt like his gaze could pierce right through her.

“So, you’ve forgotten?” Gojo murmured to himself as he straightened up, resting his chin on his hand.

Fujino was completely baffled. First, there was the old man yesterday, and now this blindfolded guy? And who was the boy standing next to him?

“Forgotten what? And who are you, anyway?” Fujino’s face was full of confusion and slight irritation.

“Fujino-chan, you’re so cruel!” Gojo cried dramatically. “How could you not remember me, the incredibly handsome and powerful teacher, Gojo Satoru?!”

“A teacher, huh… You don’t seem very reliable,” Fujino said flatly.

Ouch. That hit deep! Gojo pretended to cry in agony.

“So, Fujino-chan, why are you suddenly here?” Gojo asked, tilting his head in curiosity.

Fujino paused for a moment before replying, “I’m a new student… I got lost and didn’t know where to go, so I just wandered around.”

The atmosphere grew awkward for a moment before Gojo started laughing, patting her shoulder. The boy behind him tried to stifle his laughter as well.

Fujino watched the two of them in exasperation and asked, “Is it that funny?”

“Hahaha! Yes, it is!” Gojo said between laughs.