Unlike Yuji—currently dressed in a pair of red boxer shorts and an old college sweatshirt of Megumi’s with holes in it—Gojo couldn’t look less like he just climbed a mountain only a couple of hours ago. (59/149)Unlike Yuji—currently dressed in a pair of red boxer shorts and an old college sweatshirt of Megumi’s with holes in it—Gojo couldn’t look less like he just climbed a mountain only a couple of hours ago. (59/149)

He’s wearing a form-fitting designer grey turtleneck, calfskin brown jacket and fitted black slacks, standing in the doorway with his snowy hair artfully tousled and his pale skin clear and fresh with barely the hint of a wrinkle to show for his forty-odd years. (60/149)He’s wearing a form-fitting designer grey turtleneck, calfskin brown jacket and fitted black slacks, standing in the doorway with his snowy hair artfully tousled and his pale skin clear and fresh with barely the hint of a wrinkle to show for his forty-odd years. (60/149)