We went together to Urahara's place.

 As we climbed the stairs, I remembered the warning Gojo had given me, "Do me a favor and don't take any assignments from them." 

If only I had listened to him. My hands clenched into fists. I wasn't sure if Urahara was really involved in all of this. I would have to take a closer look at everything and then decide. Gojo grabbed my hand directly and pressed it briefly. I looked at him in surprise, and he smiled at me, but I gave him an annoyed look and shook my hand free from his grip. We entered the room, once again surrounded by those assholes. 

Urahara sighed, "Miura, I don't know what misfortune is following me, but I really have nothing to do with this."

 Gojo seemed to look into his soul. I didn't reply to him immediately. The head of the Zenin family tapped a file on the table, sitting to our right. I looked in his direction. 

He yelled angrily, "Look at this!"

 He waved the file around.

 Urahara sighed and said to him, "Zenin, you have to tell us what the problem is. We can't guess."

 He hissed, "That damn Toji attacked a few Kyoto Jujutsu sorcerers!"

 At the mention of Toji's name, Gojo and I seemed to jump to attention. 

My eyes widened. "Toji?" 

He stood up angrily. "Furthermore, he officially joined an enemy faction that illegally assigns missions to kill people in exchange for money." 

I froze in shock. I noticed Gojo clenched his fists and stared at the ground. 

The Zenin head sat back down and cursed, "The apple doesn't fall far from the tree; his little brat who died was just as problematic." 

Blood boiled inside me, and before I could say anything, Gojo intervened with a voice that sounded very angry and dangerous, "Watch what you say, Zenin."

 The atmosphere in the room changed. Even I got goosebumps. The Zenin head fell silent.

 Urahara clapped his hands, "Come on now, no need to argue." I

 looked at him. "What solution do you propose, Urahara?" 

He smiled, "When he ran away, it wasn't considered betrayal, but now that he has joined the enemy and is even committing assassinations and attacking his former people, it is considered betrayal." 

The word betrayal felt like a knife stabbing through my heart. 

I desperately tried to defend him, "Toji only joined the enemy because of what happened with Megumi!" 

He sighed and leaned back in his chair, "Miura, you know better than I do that it doesn't change anything about his actions." 

I became even more desperate, "But it wasn't his fault; someone had used illusion magic to deceive him!" 

Gojo intervened, "If we can convince him that it was a misunderstanding, there will be a trial."

 His offer didn't sound like an offer but more like an order. 

Urahara stared at him, and a glimmer of hatred appeared in his eyes, "Agreed."

 It got loud in the room, and all the family heads shouted, "No, this is unacceptable!"

 "I won't accept it!"

Gojo and I took a dangerous step forward, and they fell silent like little rabbits. 

I addressed the room, "We will handle this. Gojo, take care of other matters."

 I looked at Gojo, who nodded, signaling to leave. We both turned and left the room successfully.

 I sighed irritably, "They're quite annoying." 

"They have nothing better to do," Gojo replied.

We walked down the stairs. 

"Miura, please listen to the warnings I give you," he said suddenly. 

We stopped abruptly, and I stared at him.

 "Where is this coming from all of a sudden?"

 He sighed and looked at me.

 "Do you remember when I told you not to take any assignments from them?" 

I fell silent. 

He was right. 

Reluctantly, I admitted, "Yes..."

 He took a step closer.

 "Then please take this warning to heart." 

He lifted my chin so I could look him in the eyes. "Whatever happens, don't trust your father or Urahara. Leave them to me. And besides..." 

He paused briefly, as if debating whether to address something. 

"If anything seems off about you, please come directly to me, okay?" 

I nodded.

 He started walking ahead, assuming I would follow, but then I spoke up. 

"When will you finally tell me the truth?"

 He stopped. 

"Miura, we've already had this conversation."

 I furrowed my brows in annoyance. 

"How do you expect me to work with you if you can't even tell me the truth?" 

He took a deep breath.

 "I'm not saying I'll never tell you, but some things are still too early for you to know." 

I walked over to him. 

"Fuck you."

 I stormed past him, noticing the widened eyes. He probably thought I understood, but no, it's just unfair.

 He damn well should talk. 

I bit my lip in despair.

Since childhood, it felt like the idiot and I had something in common, and he always acted so strangely, as if he knew the future! 

Moreover, he's warning me about my father, whom I'm still skeptical of today.

Thats crazy or maybe I am going crazy....