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When Utahime got the scar on her face she was knocked out soon after, the grade 2 cursed spirit catching her off guard. She didn't remember anything after that.
Next she woke up and sat up on a bed in the schools med hall. She was confused, the room was empty and her cheek felt tingly when she reached for it she felt bandages.
She rubbed at her face, staring at the floor, only looking up as she heard Gojo walk in "oh good you're awake! " He smiles brightly and clapping his hands.
Iori crossed her arms and glared at him "what? Here to make fun of how I'm weak and if I was as strong as you this wouldn't have happened? Or brag about how your face isn't bandaged up like mine? Or maybe how some weak grade 2 cursed spirit got the better of me?" she snarled.
Gojo looked down at her his glasses perched low on his nose, his brows scrunched in concern, his tone serious "no, not this time, I came to see if you're alright."
She huffed "of course I am, thanks to Ieiri...where is she anyways?" Utahime looks around trying to find Shoko.
Gojo sighed and sat at the foot of the bed, hands placed behind him as he leans back—causing Iori to move her legs for him—staring straight up at the ceiling, frowning. "Sensei sent her to her room."
"Why?" She asked a thin brow raised.
He smiled before looking at her and winking "she was so stressed about you, working herself to the point that she hasn't slept in two days" he raises two fingers as some sort of emphasis. "You should've seen how devastated she was when she found out that scar would be permanent." He points to his cheek but she understood he meant hers.
Utahime raised a hand to her bandaged cheek. "Wha-does she not like it?" She asks concerned, brows knitting in worry and chewing her lip nervously.
Gojo laughs, making his senpai glare at him a growl rising up her throat.
"Shoko doesn't care, as a matter of fact she finds it hot!" He wiggles his brows.
Iori turns her head to hide her blush but Gojo with his six eyes saw it anyways. "But," He waits for her to look at him again, her big doe eyes waiting for him to continue "she was scared at how you would react. She thought you would be sad maybe mad about the scar and mad at her for being unable to heal it completely."
Utahime looked sad again, her thoughts turning to how Shoko would ever believe such things, Gojo pulled her out of her own head "I told her she was crazy and how wrong she was," he waved his hand lazily "she could raise hell, punch a toddler, or say I'm better looking than you, she could do the worst of the worst and you would still find her hot."
She rolled her eyes "the worst Ieiri has ever done is remain friends with you."
He put a hand on his chest and gasped "wow after I came to check up on you and this is how you treat me, I'm really hurt, Iori!"
"Good" She deadpanned "Yaga-sensei probably sent you anyways."
"We both know Sensei would never send me to check up on you, I did this out of my own goodwill, so be grateful that I care so much!"
"Yeah, yeah, thanks or whatever."
Gojo laughs before sliding off the bed "no problem...little sister" he smirks.
Utahime's expression turns sour and she throws her pillow at him, sadly missing due to his limitless being activated. "Ew like I would ever want to be related to you and I'm older than you, respect your elders you damn brat!"
Gojo bends over picking up the pillow, throwing it back at her, hitting her square in the face "maybe if you were you would be as strong as me" he responds with a wide smile ignoring the rest of what she said.
Utahime becomes livid, willing to sacrifice whatever wounds were still healing to choke out her kouhai.
With his back turned Gojo heads to the door, ignoring the onslaught of bad words leaving the others mouth "when Shoko manages to get a full eight hours of sleep I'll tell her to come visit," he shrugs "I might not even need to she'll probably come as soon as she's able too. I'm pretty sure after this little incident she gonna focus more on healing and reversed cursed technique, she can't have her little Iori-senpai getting hurt."
The other stopped her vicious verbal attack and her face softened at the mention of Shoko "make sure she at least eats something before she comes or I'll really have to put you in your place."
He raised his head, laughing harder than before "now that I'd like to see!"
"Gojo" Utahime calls out, her seriousness making him pause.
He stopped laughing and turned to her, brow raised in question.
"How come you care so much about mine and Ieiri's relationship?"
He smiled sadly "my love life isn't the best right now but I love seeing young love blossom," of course Gojo would find a way to poke fun at her "and you make Shoko happy, I would do anything to make sure she's happy. I guess I should've been making sure how all my friends were feeling before well...you know."
Of course she did, yeah Gojo pisses her off more often than not and he goes out of his way to annoy her but he didn't deserve what happened, neither him nor Geto.
"Not to mention it's fun teasing you about how whipped you are for her." He says before walking out again, the older girls screams echoing through the hall.