Sobu High School — Noon
The lunch bell had already rung.
Students from various classes began pouring out of their classrooms. The corridors were filled with chatter, footsteps, and the smell of lunchboxes opening.
On the sixth floor corridor, a tall white-haired figure was leisurely walking forward with his hands in his pockets.
It was Gojo Satoru.
His glasses rested comfortably over his nose, and his relaxed posture made him look more like a wandering college student than a teacher.
"Hmm…"
Gojo stretched lazily.
"Time for lunch."
Originally, he had planned to eat lunch with a certain cute, cold-faced girl.
Yukino Yukinoshita.
Thinking about Yukino's calm expression made Gojo grin slightly.
'Eating lunch with Yukino is always fun.'
While he was thinking about lunch, he suddenly remember the message he had got.
Earlier in the morning—
Hiratsuka Shizuka, Chihiro Sengoku, and even Naruko Yokoshima had already left the school. The three women had apparently decided to go drinking together.
Again!
Gojo had been invited too. But since he doesn't really like to drink too much, he politely refused.
"As expected of them," Gojo muttered while walking. "Skipping work just to drink!" He shook his head dramatically. "As a responsible teacher, I would never do such a thing."
He paused.
"…Unless someone forced me."
Another problem had appeared today.
Nakano Nino.
She had overslept that morning and rushed to school without preparing lunch.
Meaning—
There would be no free food from Nino today.
What a tragedy!
Gojo sighed deeply.
"Looks like I'll have to rely on Yukino's cooking today."
Just as he was walking past a door labeled—Diving Club.
He suddenly stopped.
Because of the voices that he could be heard from inside.
Loud voices.
Very loud voices of boys — clearly students.
"Come on! Pour me another drink!"
"To celebrate our new members!"
"Cheers!"
"Iori! Bring me some whiskey!"
"I haven't drunk it in a while—I feel thirsty!"
"Hey hey, you're brave today!"
"Here, take the cup!"
"Try the white liquor I bought this morning!"
"It's fine, kid!"
Gojo froze.
Then slowly tilted his head, looking at the door again. Then he looked at the time. Then he processed the conversation he had just heard.
"…Drinking?"
Gojo's face filled with question marks.
Inside the school?
At Sobu High School, alcohol was clearly forbidden.
Students caught drinking wouldn't necessarily be expelled—But they would definitely receive serious punishment.
Gojo rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
After a few seconds of thinking—
He placed his right hand on the door handle.
Click!
Then—
He pushed the door open.
The sound of door suddenly swinging open startled everyone inside.
The noisy room instantly fell silent.
More than a dozen students were inside the clubroom!
Most of them were shirtless, showing off their muscular bodies.Their physiques looked more like professional athletes than ordinary students!
With several bottles of alcohol were sitting on a table.
Whiskey.
White liquor.
Two people sat in the corner fully dressed.
One of them immediately froze.
Because he recognized the person standing at the door.
It was Kitahara Iori.
"…"
He stared at Gojo with a pale face.
The man standing near the center of the room spoke first.
He had bronze skin and a powerful muscular body. His blond hair was parted in the middle, giving him the appearance of a gangster rather than a student.
"Hmm?" He looked at Gojo suspiciously. "Who are you?"
This person was Kotobuki Ryujiro.
Before Gojo could answer—
Kitahara suddenly shouted from the corner.
"Sensei!?"
The room instantly exploded.
"WHAT?!"
"A teacher?!"
The diving club members panicked.
Some immediately tried to hide the alcohol bottles, while others awkwardly grabbed cups and shoved them behind their backs.
"Relax."
Suddenly, a man with short black hair laughed. He looked very calm even though he was one of the main culprits of this situation.
This was Tokita Shinji.
"Ah, so you're a teacher." Tokita grinned warmly, as if he was not greetings a teacher but a friend. "Sensei, why not join us for a drink? This is the most lively time of our club!"
The other members immediately looked at him with admiration.
As expected of Shinji-senpai! So Daring!
Gojo didn't speak as he leaned casually against the doorframe, glanced around the room. Then his gaze slowly moved toward Kitahara Iori, who was pretending to be Mr. invisible.
Gojo smiled.
His famous troublesome smile.
"…Sure." He stepped inside without hesitation. "Why not?"
The room instantly erupted.
"WOOHOO!"
"Sensei's joining!"
"Come on Teach, try my white liquor, It's really strong!"
"Forget that—drink whiskey!"
"Foreign liquor is better!"
"Ha! You amateurs!"
One student suddenly pulled out another bottle dramatically, their mood instantly changed.
"Now that everything's out, I won't hide mine either!"
"Behold! The Vodka!"
"WHAT?!"
"Vodka?!"
"Where did you get that?!"
The clubroom quickly became noisy again.
Gojo walked inside and casually closed the door behind him. Then he raised both arms as he speak with his usual expression, "Wait, wait."
Everyone turned toward him, confused.
"Just drinking like this is boring." Gojo grinned. "Let's add some fun."
Kotobuki Ryujiro looked at his new drinking partner as he poured whiskey into a new glass. "Oh? What kind of fun does Sensei want?"
Gojo slowly reached into his pocket. Then he pulled something out.
A deck of playing cards!
His smile became mysterious as he began, "Let's play Fight the Landlord, Whoever loses…" He pointed at the alcohol bottles. "…has to drink."
{T/N: Dou Dizhu (Fight the Landlord) is a popular Chinese 3-player shedding-type card game where one "landlord" plays against two "peasants". Using a 54-card deck, players bid to become the landlord, who takes 3 extra cards and tries to be the first to discard all their cards through combinations like pairs, straights, and bombs. }
The diving club members immediately burst out laughing.
"Hahaha! Sensei, you're going to lose badly!" Kotobuki Ryujiro proudly puffed his chest. "I might not be the strongest diver in Tokyo…"
"But in gambling?" He grinned confidently. "I'm the best!"
Tokita Shinji snorted from the side. "You're bragging again. Last time you lost to me, you almost cried."
"Bullshit!" Ryujiro shouted, his ears turning bright red. "This time is different!"
Another student raised a hand.
"But Sensei…There are so many of us and he only have one deck of cards." He said as he pointed towards the deck in Gojo's hand.
"How can we play?"
Gojo shrugged. "That's easy. The ones who lose and can't drink anymore…Well, they will simple leave."
The club members laughed loudly, louder than before. It is good thing that it was a lunch break otherwise many students would have definitely complain about it!
"What are you saying!"
"We can drink a thousand cups!"
"Exactly!"
"One deck is enough!"
A minute later—
More than ten students formed a circle.
A small square table was placed in the center.
The first players were chosen.
Gojo Satoru.
Kotobuki Ryujiro.
Kitahara Iori — Poor guy was forced into playing by both of his senpai.
Tokita Shinji.
And the first game of the Driving Club drinking competition began!
"Three."
"Five."
"I raise to King."
"Two."
"Ryujiro, I'll support you."
"Ha! Watch this!"
Ryujiro threw down cards, with a confident look on his face. "3-4-5-6!"
Tokita laughed, as he placed down his own card. "7-8-9-10."
"Nice move."
Ryujiro grinned.
"Don't be scared!"
But Gojo calmly placed a card down, with a—
"Bomb."
Sound that he made with his mouth for some dramatic effect!
The room froze, as the other members push each other to see the cards on the small table.
"No way."
Then Gojo casually dropped the final three cards.
"And that's game." He smiled widely, glancing at the student in front who was making a funny expression, "Time to drink."
GULP-GULP!
Without hesitation—
Kotobuki Ryujiro grabbed his whiskey and drank it in one gulp.
Behind him, the diving club members also started drinking together as if they were move by his determination.
""""CHEERS!""""
Tokita Shinji sighed and took a sip as well.
But Kitahara Iori hesitated, he looked at the alcohol nervously.
"…Forget it. If I'm going to die, I'll die with pride!"
He grabbed the cup and drank everything.
Slam!
Then slammed the cup down.
"AGAIN!"
"Let's go!"
"Round two!"
Thirty minutes passed.
Somehow—
Gojo had been winning continuously.
Strangely enough—
He kept teaming up with either Tokita or Ryujiro.
But never with Kitahara Iori.
Meaning—
Poor Kitahara had been drinking nonstop.
{T/N: I don't know how the card game work so I am just going with what the Author had done....}
"Hic…!"
His face was completely red.
"Again!"
Two minutes later—
He lost again.
"Fine!"
He grabbed his cup and drank.
But suddenly—
Gojo reached out and placed an empty cup just under his chin.
"Pshhh—!"
And like a fountain—The alcohol that Kitahara tried to swallow sprayed back out into the cup.
Within seconds—
The empty cup became full again.
Kitahara as if he doesn't know about it, wiped his mouth proudly as he declared with a red face, "Done!"
The entire room stared in shock.
"…"
"…"
"…"
Tokita blinked.
"You call that drinking?"
Gojo calmly pushed the filled cup back toward Kitahara.
"Come on. Drink it properly this time."
{T/N: .....}
Kitahara stared.
"What? But I just drank!"
Gojo lifted the cup that Kitahara had "drunk" earlier and placed it underneath again.
His smile widened. "Don't worry. I'll make sure none of it goes to waste."
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