[Oh, his pride was definitely barking at him to spit Gojo's offer back in his face. It's only due to the fact that Ranma's had less awful teachers that whatever Gojo may be planning can't possibly be as inane as those, assuming he doesn't do stuff like sell his students' hands in marriage without their say or know how or force them to wear degrading uniforms. Compared to those, whatever training regimen Gojo had up his sleeve can't hold a half-melted candle.
... Did he unironically call his lover pookie??? Who tf does that without the hint of feeling shame. Ranma made a face at that, his own sense of dignity taking the brunt from the second-hand disdain, before trying to slap -- and fail since Gojo dematerialized before him -- the hand away.]
What did I sign myself up for...?
[Breathing out a sigh, Ranma turned on his heel and made his way back to his cottage.]
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... Did he unironically call his lover pookie??? Who tf does that without the hint of feeling shame. Ranma made a face at that, his own sense of dignity taking the brunt from the second-hand disdain, before trying to slap -- and fail since Gojo dematerialized before him -- the hand away.]
What did I sign myself up for...?
[Breathing out a sigh, Ranma turned on his heel and made his way back to his cottage.]