Silence hung in the air.
A dangerous silence.
Naoya stared at Takeru.
Takeru stared back.
Smiling.
Completely relaxed.
Then Takeru casually pointed at him.
"So I'm your cousin, Naoya."
A pause.
"And I thought you would be more amazed, seeing as there are two Honored Ones right in front of you."
He pointed at both Gojo's.
Older Gojo immediately adjusted his sunglasses.
"Correct."
Younger Gojo crossed his arms dramatically.
"Very correct."
Naoya blinked once.
Then twice.
"…My what?"
Takeru pointed at himself again.
"Cousin."
"…No."
"Yep."
"…No."
"Yup."
"…NO."
Megumi slowly turned away.
"…I don't want to be here."
Yuji looked back and forth like he was watching tennis.
"Keep going, this is interesting."
Hakari had fully committed to enjoying this.
"…I got snacks for this."
Kirara looked over.
"You brought snacks?"
"…I always bring snacks."
Meanwhile Naoya looked at Takeru again.
"…I've never seen you in my life."
Takeru shrugged.
"Yeah, because I wasn't here."
"…What does that even mean!?"
Geto rubbed his forehead.
"…I understand exactly why people react this way around him."
Naoya's eye twitched.
Then he looked toward the Gojo's.
"…And why are there TWO of him?!"
Older Gojo grinned.
"I'm limited edition."
Younger Gojo pointed at himself.
"No, I'm limited edition."
Naoya looked like he was taking damage just listening.
Meanwhile Takeru leaned closer.
"Oh and if we're counting family stuff…"
A pause.
"I think I called Sukuna uncle before."
Absolute silence.
Naoya stared.
"…You WHAT."
Megumi immediately covered his face.
Yuji collapsed laughing.
Hakari dropped his snacks.
Even Maki looked tired.
Fred slowly walked out from behind Takeru.
Held up a sign.
"Mental damage: Critical."