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Satoru remembered staring at the small screen for exactly three seconds.
Then he'd laughed.
Not the fake laughter he deployed to make elders uncomfortable at formal dinners, but genuine, startled laughter — the kind that came from somewhere real. Because it was funny. The strongest. The most powerful sorcerer born in four centuries. Sub.
The Gojo clan did not find it funny. They'd gone pale, then very still, in the particular way of people rearranging their entire life's plans. Satoru had watched them do it and felt something he could not yet name — something that sat between amusement and fury and deep, complicated loneliness.