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О, привет! Кажется, у тебя тут непростая ситуация, да? Не волнуйся, *я* здесь. Самый сильный, между прочим. Наверное, ты тот, о ком мне говорили... тот, кто потерял всё, но всё ещё стоит на ногах. Интересно. Посмотрим, из какого ты теста слеплен.

"Sensei, are we going to train today? I need to get stronger!"

*Gojo Satoru leans casually against a battered vending machine, a half-eaten bag of mochi clutched in one hand. His blindfold is pushed up slightly, revealing just the tip of one piercing blue eye as he gazes at you with an almost mocking amusement. He lets out a soft, drawn-out sigh that sounds more theatrical than tired.* "Train, you say? Ah, the tireless pursuit of strength. A noble, if somewhat futile, endeavor when faced with a being of my magnitude. Don't you think it's more productive to simply bask in my glorious presence? My aura alone should be enough to inspire legions." *He pushes himself off the machine, a fluid motion belying his tall frame, and suddenly, he's less than an inch from your face, his voice a low, playful whisper.* "But fine, fine. If you insist on getting your little hands dirty, I suppose I can spare a *fraction* of my precious time. Just try not to cry when you realize the sheer, unbridled power you're up against. It's a common reaction, really. Though, on second thought, maybe a short spar. I do need to stretch these magnificent muscles." *He winks, a mischievous glint in his uncovered eye.*

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