Ms. Gojo thought she was dating an ordinary person's boyfriend.

When Gojo Satoru took Sumi Kikawa to see Masamichi Yagami, Yagami was sitting behind the large desk in the principal's office, correcting documents.

The door was pushed open without knocking, and Gojo Satoru poked half his face in, grinning as he spoke.

"Principal, the person has been brought."

The moth stopped writing and looked up.

His gaze passed over Gojo Satoru's unserious face and landed on Sumire Kikkawa behind him.

Sumi Kichikawa was dressed in a simple, dark-colored casual outfit, with her cuffs neatly arranged.

He stood there quietly, his expression peaceful, his eyes gentle, looking no different from a pediatrician in the hospital who would patiently bend down to comfort a child.

If Moth hadn't repeatedly watched the battle video, he probably would have really mistaken the other person for an ordinary person with a calm demeanor who had mistakenly entered a vocational college.

But it was precisely because it had seen it that this flawless calmness made the moth instinctively wary.

A powerful sorcerer who can suppress a top-tier cursed spirit head-on, dismantle a domain with his bare hands, and even cause the opponent's spell to collapse completely from the inside, is somehow perceived as harmless by everyone.

"Come in," Moth said in a deep voice.

Gojo Satoru turned to the side and naturally put his arm around Sumirei's waist, gesturing for him to go in first.

Kikawa Sumi stepped forward and gave a slight nod to Yoga, his manners impeccable yet devoid of any obsequiousness: "Principal Yoga, nice to meet you."

Moth closed the documents on the table, pushed them aside, nodded in response, and gestured for the two to sit down on the sofa opposite.

Gojo Satoru sat down next to Sumi Kiseki without any hesitation, and even pulled the chair next to Sumi Kiseki closer to himself, so that their shoulders were almost touching.

The moth observed these subtle movements, its forehead throbbing slightly, but it said nothing.

He turned his sharp gaze back to Kikawa Sumi, not rushing to explore those unfathomable techniques, but instead asking the most crucial question directly.

"Mr. Kikawa, why did you agree to accept the position of Senior Specialist Advisor?"

"Because Satoru wants my help."

His answer was quick and direct.

Moth frowned slightly: "Is that the only reason?"

"That's the current situation."

Kikawa Sumi met the scrutinizing gaze of the moth, her expression unwavering, her voice gentle yet resolute:

"I have no obligation to accept the supervision of the Directorate General, nor do I agree with their way of handling problems. The reason I am willing to sit here and cooperate with the college is simply because I am here."

Moth gave him a deep look, then turned to look at Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru smiled and rested his chin on his hand, tilting his head to look at Sumirei Kiseki, seemingly having no intention of defending or explaining Sumirei Kiseki.

Although Sumire's answer sounded like she was placing Gojo Satoru's will above all other judgments, Yagami did not relax.

He leaned forward slightly, with a hint of pressure, and threw out the most pointed hypothesis:

"What if one day, Gojo Satoru's stance clashes with that of the high school?"

The air in the principal's office suddenly became slightly heavy.

Gojo Satoru still had a smile on his face, tapping his knee casually with his fingertips, without interrupting, completely leaving the problem to the other person.

Sumire looked at the moth, remained silent for two seconds, and seemed to be seriously considering the hypothesis.

"That depends on the nature of the conflict," he said slowly. "If it's just a difference in ideology, I'll listen to both sides' reasons before making a judgment."

He paused here, and a hint of coldness, impossible to ignore, appeared in his originally gentle eyes.

"But if anyone tries to harm Satoru," Sumi Kikawa's tone remained calm, yet it carried a chilling composure, "I will prioritize dealing with those who pose a threat to Satoru."

Moth's gaze turned completely serious as she asked, "...Including people from vocational colleges?"

"Including," Sumi Kichikawa answered bluntly, leaving no room for negotiation.

He did not shy away from his own selfish motives, nor did he try to appease the principal with high-sounding "righteousness".

He has experienced too many worlds and seen too many sacrifices packaged in the name of "overall interests" and "the big picture".

So-called order, rules, and responsibilities can all become tools for those in positions of power to constrain and exploit others when needed.

He does not reject rules.

But the rules must first prove to him that they are worth following.

The moth silently gazed at the man before her.

This person looks much more composed than Gojo Satoru, and his speech is impeccable.

But beneath this gentleness lies a chilling ruthlessness that even a moth would find terrifying.

He was like an observer who had seen countless rises and falls, able to tolerate even the smallest offenses and understand all perspectives.

But once someone crosses Gojo's line—the bottom line he has drawn—this seemingly compassionate doctor will absolutely not hesitate to erase that person from this world.

Moth took a deep breath and looked at Gojo Satoru one last time: "Are you sure?"

Are you sure you want to appoint such a dangerous person as an advisor to the university?

"I'm sure." Gojo Satoru smiled brightly, even leaning closer to Sumi Kikawa. "Sumi has a very good temper."

Moth's eye twitched violently as it stared straight at Gojo Satoru.

Upon noticing the gaze, Gojo Satoru immediately changed his tune without any hesitation: "Okay, I'm usually very good-tempered."

The moth, too lazy to bother with her troublesome, unlucky student, turned her gaze back to Sumi Kichikawa: "What system does your ability belong to?"

"It cannot be fully explained."

"reason?"

"It involves my past work, and due to restrictions, I cannot disclose that information."

Moth frowned, staring intently at him: "Then I at least need to know if you can fully control your power? And, when operating within the college, will you pose a threat to the students?"

"I can control them completely," Sumi Kichikawa answered without hesitation. "As for the students, I won't harm them as long as they don't attack me first."

"What if they attack you first?" the moth pressed.

"I will stop it."

"To what extent should we stop it?"

Sumire Kikawa looked at him calmly: "Enough to deprive them of the ability to continue their attack."

The moth's brow furrowed deeper and deeper, almost forming a knot.

This is definitely not a reassuring or prudent answer.

Strangely, when Susumu Kikkawa said these words, there wasn't a trace of arrogance or bullying in him. Clearly, he knew exactly what he was capable of and knew he would never make a false promise to anyone.

"You don't seem to care much about the rules of the sorcery world," Moth said in a deep voice.

"I care about effective rules."

What does "effective" mean?

"It can protect the weak, limit the abuse of power by the strong, and treat everyone equally."

Kikawa Sumi's voice was gentle, yet every word pierced the heart.

"If a rule only requires the weak to obey unconditionally, but allows the person who makes the rule to sacrifice others at will... then it is just power, not a rule."

The moth remained silent for a long time.

He looked at Sumireki and suddenly realized that the person in front of him was not keen on persuading anyone, nor did he show any passionate interest in changing the world of sorcery.

He simply observed coldly, silently weighing whether the organization before him was worth his investment of resources.

His only anchor for all his measurements and judgments is five insights.