'Welcome back to the official second meeting of our history club! ' Gojo announces with glee as though most of them weren 't here by duress.

Okkotsu gives a polite clap next to Kento 's side. He looks remarkably more enthused than last time, perhaps having kicked the budding idea that his teacher may have romantic attractions for his cursed ancestor straight under ten rugs 'never to be unearthed again.

Probably for the best. God knows men twice his age would go mad at the thought of that, Okkotsu has proven to be stronger than all of them. Or, at least, stronger than Kento.

Ijichi looks as stressed as ever, constantly giving a non-subtle glance at the clock almost like he 's willing for it to spin faster. And for his part, Principal Yaga seems to be contemplating whether he should prepare himself for a heart attack or ulcers.

Ieiri, as always, is unperturbed. She leans back against the seat, looking almost at home.