The room was still settling from the last wave of chaos.
Gojo was still smiling like he'd successfully caused permanent emotional damage to everyone present.
Hakari looked entertained, Kirara looked tired, and Megumi looked like he was already regretting reality.
Takeru stood there for a moment, staring at Hana and Yorozu with a puzzled expression like he'd almost said something important but lost it mid-thought.
Then he just… stopped.
Turned around.
And walked straight back to Gojo.
"…Guess what?"
Gojo tilted his head.
"…What?"
Takeru nodded seriously.
"…Chicken butt."
Gojo blinked once.
"…That was not what I expected."
Takeru immediately continued without caring.
"…Nah nah."
A pause.
Then he leaned in slightly.
"…I black flashed someone two times."
Gojo raised an eyebrow.
"…Okay?"
Takeru's tone got more animated.
"…And both times there were golden sparks."
That got Gojo's attention slightly more.
"…Golden sparks…?"
Takeru nodded fast.
"…Yeah."
Then, like it was the most ridiculous part of all this—
"…And the narrator guy who was supposed to be a Gojo glazer is now a Gojo AND Takeru glazer."
Gojo grinned.
"…I like that guy already."
Takeru continued, pointing at himself now.
"…And guess how hard my nickname is."
Gojo leaned in slightly.
"…Alright, hit me."
Takeru straightened.
"…'The Catalyst of Gold.'"
A pause.
Gojo slowly nodded.
"…Yeah, that's actually kind of hard."
Takeru immediately kept going, like he'd been waiting to say this part.
"…I also have—"
He counted on his fingers.
"…'The one who does not inherit… but redefines.'"
"…'The anomaly who turns imitation into evolution.'"
"…'The wielder of convergence.'"
"…'The one who stands at the intersection of borrowed power and original creation.'"
Gojo's smile widened slightly.
"…Okay, that's kind of long but I respect it."
Takeru raised another finger.
"…And my second favorite."
A pause.
"…Takeru Gojo—'The Strongest Posterity.'"
Gojo froze for half a second.
Then laughed.
"…That one's insane."
Takeru finished, completely serious now.
"…And 'The Divine Historian.'"
Silence.
Gojo stared at him for a moment.
Then pointed.
"…You are absolutely naming yourself like a final boss title screen."
Hakari called from the side.
"…He kind of is though."
Ryu nodded.
"…Yeah, that fits."
Kashimo smirked.
"…Titles don't lie."
Uro crossed her arms.
"…This is getting excessive."
Yuta sighed quietly.
"…He's accumulating names like techniques…"
Hana watched quietly from behind, still processing.
Yorozu didn't speak—but her attention stayed locked on Takeru.
Megumi just exhaled.
"…This is our life now…"
Gojo finally leaned back, hands behind his head.
"…Alright, Catalyst of Gold."
A grin.
"…Try not to make your titles longer than your fights."
Takeru nodded seriously.
"…No promises."