The idea of "expanding the curse farm" had barely settled before Takeru changed direction again like it was nothing.
He stood there, hands in his sleeves, looking across the Heian landscape.
Then he spoke casually.
"…Actually."
Everyone immediately braced themselves.
"…How about we find some opponents to fight?"
Kashimo's eyes sharpened instantly.
"…Finally."
Ryu cracked his knuckles.
"…That's more like it."
Yorozu smiled faintly.
"…Now we're talking."
Uro exhaled.
"…At least that's honest."
Geto looked exhausted already.
"…This is already too many plans in one hour."
Then Takeru tilted his head.
Like he had just remembered something way more important.
"…Or…"
Pause.
"…We can go back to our time."
Silence.
Megumi immediately reacted.
"…Yes."
Yuji nodded fast.
"…YES."
Hakari perked up.
"…Back? Like home back?"
Takeru continued smoothly.
"…So we can go to an arcade."
Silence again.
"…An arcade?" Yuji repeated.
Takeru nodded.
"And waste money."
Hakari immediately pointed at himself.
"…I do NOT waste money."
Kirara slowly turned her head toward him.
"…You literally have no money."
Hakari paused.
"…That's not the point."
Takeru continued, unfazed.
"…Because both Hakari's are financially unstable."
Silence.
From somewhere nearby—
young Hakari immediately yelled:
"…HEY!"
Gojo leaned slightly forward.
Satoru Gojo
"…He's not wrong though."
The second Gojo nodded.
Satoru Gojo
"…That is statistically accurate."
Hakari looked betrayed by existence itself.
Kinji Hakari
"…WHY IS THIS MY REPUTATION?!"
Geto sighed again.
Suguru Geto
"…So let me get this straight."
He pointed at Takeru.
"…Your current plan is: alternate between fighting ancient disasters and gambling at arcades."
Takeru nodded.
"Yeah."
Long silence.
Nanami spoke flatly.
Kento Nanami
"…I miss paperwork."
Fred slowly raised a sign:
"Arcade arc confirmed."
Takeru stretched slightly.
"…So?"
A pause.
"…Fight first or arcade first?"
Yuji immediately shouted:
"…ARCADE FIRST!"
Megumi sighed.
"…We are doomed."