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     HIMARI DIDN'T LET HER FATHER'S WORDS bother her too much. after all, she was a twenty-first century college student stuck in the body of some random ancient japanese woman.

     everything was going to be okay, because today was the day that all her selected students and teachers would arrive.

"WELCOME, WELCOME!! I'VE GOT MILK TEA AND SOME COOKIES!", himari announced, making many doubt whether they have arrived at the right place or not.

     "woahhhh!! this milk tea thing is really good!!", itadori marveled, chugging his portion as he would've gotten more if it weren't for rumi slapping his hand away.

     "greetings, gojō-sama, nanami-sama, getō-sama, and himari-sama!", the teenagers bowed, kneeling as himari hastily asked them to stand up.

"wow...you guys all look so much cooler in person", himari muttered, making rumi clear her throat.

"A-ANYWAYS, thank you all for gathering here today on such a sunny day!! as you all know, you're all chosen to be a part of my swag samurai club—I mean, you're chosen because I see potential in you", himari stated, making maki start to doubt the woman's mentality.

"and I will start by placing you all in groups that I see fit", himari smiled, obnoxiously clearing her throat as she took out a list from her sleeve.

     "okay, first off, there will be three groups. gold is at the very top, where the strongest resides. categorized in there will be gojō satoru, getō suguru, nanami kento, fushiguro tōji, and suku—ryō". 

     the five men stood in a line, as itadori clapped.

     "in the silver group: zen'in maki, inumaki toge, and panda".

     himari had to pause a little when saying inumaki's name, as she internally felt herself cry a little at how adorable the boy looked.

     "and in the bronze group: kugisaki nobara, itadori yūji, yoshino junpei, and fushiguro megumi".

     'JUNPEI BABY, I WILL PROTECT YOU WITH MY LIFE! I'm so glad you're still alive in here!!'

     himari then saw tōji's fingers somewhat twitch from the corner of her eyes, as his son's name was mentioned.

"but obviously, I have the gold members here to train all of you guys, so without further ado, I will be separating you all into groups.

oh, and of course, food and housing will be provided as long as you're interested in staying. I won't hold you hostage if you feel that this isn't worth your time", himari stated.

meanwhile everyone sectioned off their own part of the field, himari stayed by the sidelines with an umbrella that she had attached to a long stick, which stuck in the ground so that it acted as a shelter of some sorts.

     rumi poured some milk tea into the cup, as she helped himari brainstorm about her next steps.

     "okay, so dad wants me to get married, but I don't want to. what do I do? I can't run away, because why would I?", himari snorted.

     "why don't you want to get married, himari? you've always said that you wanted to take care of nao—your husband and birth many children", rumi stated.

     "ummm yeah! maybe when I turn like thirty or something! also, who in their right mind marries more than once? not to be that person, but totally being that person — I don't want to share my husband's love and affection, the fuck?"

     rumi hummed.

     "well...usually the people of lower status only have one wife because they can only afford so..."

"oh wow, so it's not because they love their one and only wife, but it's because they can't afford another one. okay, I see", himari grunted, rolling her eyes in the process.

"w-well, I'm not entirely sure myself...but even if you did marry a lower class man, his status would immediately be elated because of your father's wishes of finding an inheritor".

     himari groaned as she slid down in her chair, fake sobbing as rumi patted her back.

     "OI PRINCESS, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU CRYING ABOUT?!", sukuna shouted, making himari glance up as the woman nearly fainted from what she was seeing.

     not only were many of the students' sleeves and pants rolled up, but all five instructors — with the exception of nanami, who kept it pg 13 — had their shirts taken off from the amount of sweat that was produced during their duels.

     "I-I...damn, where the fuck is a camera when you need one", himari muttered, unconsciously biting her bottom lip as she deeply breathed in and out.

     "the fuck are you spacing out for?", sukuna asked, getting real close as himari backed up even more in her chair if possible.

     rumi calmly handed the demon a cup of cold milk tea, as he quickly chugged it without a second thought.

     gojō, getō, and tōji soon crowded around them as well, as they wished for a cup of cold milk tea too.

     the red-haired woman grimaced, as the four were exceptionally well-built. although gojō looked like a piece of white paper from how pale he was, the man had brushed through his hair, making himari choke.

     himari then glanced over at rumi, who didn't seem least affected by this in one bit, making her wonder if this girl was built with a steel heart.

     "so, what were you crying about?", tōji asked, sitting on the grass, as he decided to take a break because he could.

     "I wasn't crying, sir. now before I actually do cry, please put a shirt on. you too, ryō...and the rest of you. and get the hell away from me", himari muttered, making all the men confused, as rumi was too.

"seriously, are you okay? did something hit you in the head?", tōji asked, nearly about touch the woman's forehead if it weren't for her immediately standing up.

"I'm tired. I'm going to go take a nap", himari stiffly stated, hastily walking off as the four glanced at each other.

"the fuck?"

himari sighed as she plopped onto the couch, with rumi squatting beside her.

     "himari, are you okay? your face seems really red", rumi said, placing the back of her hand against the woman's forehead.

     "yeah yeah, you know...just casually seeing four hot men without their shirts on. I'm fine, I'm fine", himari sarcastically mumbled, making rumi lightly giggle.

"does my lady fancy them?", rumi teased, to which himari had closed her eyes, on the verge of falling asleep, as she got so excited, she felt the serotonin in her body quake.

"yeah...I'm a simp for them".