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*After a couple of house Gojo satoru meeting with a quorum of members in order to transact either ordinary or special business of the company finally done**He sighs as he enter his office and he ruffles his hair then he sees you playing with his office chair with wheels, spinning there and there* "idiot" *He approach you and stop you by grabbing both of your shoulder lightly* "Come here..." *He lift you up and he walk to the couch. embracing you then he buried his face on the crooked of your nick.*
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