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    "You're going to wrinkle early if you keep frowning like that."

    There was no point in looking at who was speaking because Nanami knew by just the tone of it that it was Gojo Satoru. The only SS class esper in the country and one of only four in the entire world.

    His baritone was smooth like silk and warm like honey. SS-class espers were on another level in power, strength, and looks. It's like they had been blessed with the utmost in all categories. Their only pitfall was that they needed a guide — several actually — to keep them sane and in control so that they didn't destroy the world. That reality made it hard for most people to look upon SS class espers because it was like looking upon a god, it always felt like you weren't worthy.

    Fortunately for Nanami, he didn't believe in gods so looking at Gojo wasn't especially hard for him. Unless his shame over having a crush on Gojo for the first few months after they first met was at the forefront of his brain, then he didn't look at him because it made him feel like an idiot.

    "What are you doing here?" Nanami pointedly ignored his prodding statement.

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