Gojo Clan

“Gojo-san...last” This is not what Yuta expected to hear when he brought up the topic of the strongest clans. Initially, he was interested in Toge or Maki, but upon hearing such news, they immediately faded into the background. "Yes, that is right. Our sensei is the only representative of the clan." Maki said as she continued walking towards the stadium. “Gojo Satoru has neither family nor heirs, he is a person not interested in such affection.” continued the panda. "Sounds like he's kind of soulless." Yuta answered. "This is true. You may not believe it, but this is what happens in clans. There is no place for love and feelings. It is much more profitable to raise a strong heir than to cultivate such weaknesses. This happens in all clans, and in the strongest they are strengthened to the maximum.” Maki said looking at Yuta. It was unusual to hear such things about a teacher, but he listened. “Gojo doesn’t care at all what happens to the clan after him, preferring to live for himself.” The panda said as he stepped with his furry paws along the stairs leading down to the stadium. “So one day the clan...will disappear?” Yuta asked. “Tuna,” Toge said as he approached him. He put his hand on his shoulder and nodded in confirmation of his words. "Since when are you interested in Gojo?" Maki asked as she came closer. Throwing the weapon over her shoulders, she shifted her support to her right leg, waiting for an answer. “I just thought that I knew at least something about you, but about sensei... even though he said that we were relatives, I had never heard of him, and sensei didn’t tell me, so it became interesting.” As he spoke, he closed his eyes and smiled awkwardly. Looking at him the guys smiled. “In clans it is not customary to talk in detail about each member. What we told you is information flying out of the walls. So don't feel bad about something like that." Having said this, the panda's huge fluffy paw ruffled the hair on his head. “Better be glad that the fool with the blindfold won’t see you lose.” Maki said standing in front of Yuta. Spinning the weapon in her hands, she put out her hand and took a stance. "Ready?" “Yes” Having prepared his katana, Yuta became determined. ***** “You should tell Maki not to hit so hard next time, otherwise your forehead will be as blue as a plum.” This was not what he expected to hear from his teacher. Why did he appear at that moment when he almost won? Why was he even distracted? It's a bit embarrassing to hear this. “How was your week? I heard you have made progress in controlling the curse, it was unusual to hear this from Megumi." As he spoke, Yuta watched as sensei added the sixth sugar cube to his mug. “It doesn’t fully listen to me yet, but I figured out how to work with it. I would like to try it out sooner on the next mission. How did it go for you?” “The curse was weak, so your sensei dealt with it early. I had a little time to walk around and buy souvenirs.” He said taking the cake and taking a bite of it. “Really, I’m very glad to hear that!” Having answered, the boy’s gaze became sad, holding a mug of almost cooled tea, he grabbed it by the handle and brought it to his lips to take a sip. Noticing the guy's reaction, the man stopped eating sweets and asked. "Is there something wrong?" Barely trembling, the guy put the cup on the table and put his hands in front of him. “No, no, what are you, is everything okay? Why are you…” Without letting him finish, the man asked. “Yuta, did something happen while I was gone?” The position in which the sensei was sitting was somewhat tense, his palms were joined and no longer held the sweets, which were now resting on the table. Through the bandage one could feel the attentive gaze of powerful eyes. The atmosphere became more tense with every second. After sitting for a while, Okkotsu said. “It’s just that today I found out that you are... the last representative of your clan.” Having said this, the room fell into silence. After sitting like this for several minutes, the guy trembled when he heard the teacher’s voice. “That’s all, and I was already thinking what happened.” The man’s body relaxed, reaching for the cake again, taking a bite, he washed it down, upset that his tea had gotten cold. “So you don’t care at all that at any moment you can simply disappear, along with the entire clan?” "Absolutely." Gojo said as he finished eating the cake, washed down the sweetness, he continued. “Any clan is a group of people bound by force and hatred, which are passed on from generation to generation. In every clan there are people who hate him." "Do you hate your clan?" “I don’t want to condemn anyone to a fate similar to mine. It will be easier if the power and the clan simply disappear.” Hearing this, Okotsu felt sad. A man who saved others and gave his all to the world did not mind quietly disappearing without leaving behind anything that would make others remember him. Only students and then only until they are replaced by new generations. The thoughts made me sad. Sighing heavily, the man finished his tea and began to carefully examine the sweets. Having chosen what he liked, he took it in his hand and took a bite. Biting into the cake, he looked at the student, after thinking a little, some thoughts appeared in his head. Having washed down the sweets and wiped his hands with a napkin, he took the phone out of his trouser pocket, his long fingers ran several times over the necessary buttons, “Is he texting someone?” After waiting a little, he read something on the screen, after which he looked at the student again and said. “Don’t plan anything for next weekend.” Hearing this, Yuta was a little puzzled, turning the words over in his head, he asked. “We’re going somewhere, are the others too?” After sending another message to someone, Satoru put the phone in his pocket and sat more comfortably in his chair. Looking at him, Okotsu saw the teacher's happy expression for the first time in a long time. After a short silence he answered. “Unfortunately, this will only be a couples trip. I don’t want anyone else to see him besides us." “Hey, where are we going?” Resting his head on his hand, he crossed his legs and answered. "It's a secret." When he said this, a new message came to his phone. -Gojo-sama- "I'll come next weekend! ;) One of my friends will come with me, so don’t worry.” -Tiger Cub- "Familiar? Okay, then I’ll cook something delicious!” -Gojo-sama- “Peach pie maybe?” -Tiger Cub- "You have an incorrigible sweet tooth, Satoru." -Tiger Cub- “Are you staying over the weekend?”