The tension peaked instantly.
Naoya stood there, still processing the fact that multiple people were actively advancing on him.
Takeru raised one hand.
Calm.
"Stand down, girls."
A pause.
His eyes shifted slightly toward the older group.
"Olders… remember what I did to that exact Geto, the one right there?"
Geto blinked.
"…I don't like how specific that is."
Gojo immediately grinned.
Satoru Gojo
"Oh, I remember."
Yuji leaned forward.
"…Wait what happened?"
Megumi sighed.
"…You don't want to know."
Then—
Takeru stepped forward.
Right up to Naoya.
Naoya narrowed his eyes.
"…What are you—"
SLAP.
The sound echoed across the entire estate.
But it didn't stop there.
The impact was so absurdly clean that—
Angle one: Naoya's face turning mid-impact.
Angle two: Takeru's calm expression.
Angle three: Gojo reacting too late.
Angle four: Maki's eyes widening slightly.
Angle five: A cinematic slow-motion zoom of Naoya hitting the ground.
Everyone froze.
Yuji blinked.
"…WHY DID I SEE THAT FROM FIVE DIFFERENT DIRECTIONS."
Hakari pointed.
"…THAT WAS A DIRECTORIAL SLAP."
Kirara slowly nodded.
"…That was expensive-looking."
Nanami adjusted his glasses.
"…That was unnecessary."
Higaruma sighed.
"…That was effective."
Fred raised a sign.
"Cinematic damage."
Naoya slowly stood back up, holding his face.
His expression completely broken between anger and disbelief.
"…You—"
Takeru calmly shook his hand.
"…You're still conscious. Nice."
Silence.
Then—
the girls stopped moving forward.
Not because they were told.
But because they were now watching Takeru instead.
Maki crossed her arms.
"…That was overkill."
Nobara nodded.
"…But satisfying."
Reina, Aika, Yorozu, and Hana all stared at Takeru like they were recalculating something.
Yuji slowly whispered.
"…Everyone looks proud of him."
Gojo grinned.
"…As they should be."
Naoya clenched his jaw.
But even he looked less confident now.
Takeru tilted his head.
"…So anyway."
A pause.
"You failed the quiz."
Fred lifted another sign.
"Final grade: expelled."
The estate went silent again.
But this time—
it felt less like tension.
And more like everyone had just witnessed a historical event.