Curse Back to Five Summers: Best Friends Are an Excuse for Couples

After waiting for a long time without hearing anything from Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but speak for him, "Because I'm sick, and you didn't want me to drag my miserable body to exorcise the cursed spirit, so you went in my place, right?"

"..."

"He faced two special-grade cursed spirits alone, and even got injured in the abdomen because of the effort. Is that right?"

"..."

Gojo Satoru took a deep breath and sighed. His fingers picked up a strand of Geto Suguru's long hair hanging down his back and wrapped it around his fingers again and again.

"Your right shoulder is injured. Even though you have the technique, it's been a long time... and you haven't done anything like this. Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I didn't think much of it."

"Is it just... because of me?"

"..." Geto Suguru fell silent again.

Gojo Satoru, who knew Geto Suguru's temper well, knew that his silence at this time was basically a consent.

He suddenly felt very sad and got up from the bed. Gojo Satoru took Geto Suguru into his arms without saying a word. He was so stubborn, like a wronged child who wanted to use a stubborn hug to make the other person calm down and stop ignoring him.

Xia Yujie's eyelashes trembled. He wanted to push her away, but gave up and let her hug him like this.

"I'm Tamamonomae and Boneson, two special-grade cursed spirits. If anything happens to you, I'll go crazy."

"I..." He opened his mouth dryly and found that he couldn't say anything, not even an explanation for his own ability. The more he talked, the weirder it would become. If he talked too much, Gojo Satoru would always become suspicious.

Rather than arousing Gojo Satoru's suspicion, he would rather say nothing and maintain the current status quo.

But then again——

Geto Suguru turned his head and looked into Gojo Satoru's eyes. After Gojo Satoru felt Geto Suguru's gaze, he raised his eyes and looked at Geto Suguru pitifully.

"What's wrong, Jay, why are you looking at me like that?"

Geto Suguru sighed, pried open the arms that Gojo Satoru had wrapped around him, and sat face to face with Gojo Satoru on the bed.

Normally, only when Geto Suguru wanted to start preaching would he sit cross-legged so formally, with his hands folded across his chest in a very majestic manner.

"Jie, what do you want to say? Why are you suddenly..."

"Satoru," Xia Yujie called him lightly, "When did you know that I was injured?"

"Ah?" Did you finally ask this question?

When he brought Geto Suguru to the 24-hour clinic, Gojo Satoru had already prepared himself to be questioned by the other party. At that time, sitting in the rest area, he thought of many answers, but compared with those, lies were always full of loopholes.

Now, facing Geto Suguru's questioning, he was ready to tell the truth.

"I noticed something the moment I found out you were exorcising the cursed spirit for me," Gojo Satoru said, recalling those days with Geto Suguru. "You're usually so agile, but now you're like an elderly man, sluggish and cautious. All of this suggests something's wrong with you."

"Have you visited that clinic and asked about my condition?"

"Yeah," that afternoon, Gojo Satoru began to follow Geto Takeshi closely from the moment he left the office, just to see what was going on with him.

Then, he actually followed and found that Geto Suguru went to a 24-hour clinic not far from here. He hid in the corner and watched the nurse treat the wound on his left abdomen.

"If I ask, you will definitely lie to me. You will definitely not tell me that this injury happened because of me."

Gojo Satoru was right. If he had asked him directly, he would have made up a passable excuse to get away with it.

However, he clearly knew everything, but after returning from the mission, he acted as if he was completely unaware for the entire day. No matter how he thought about it, Geto Suguru felt unhappy.

What’s the point of asking about these past events now?

Xia Yujie suddenly felt very discouraged, and a fire of unknown karma seemed to be running around in his chest.

He didn't know what he was angry about. No matter how he looked at it, Gojo Satoru had done nothing wrong.

He couldn't find any fault in the other person, nor did he feel that he had done anything wrong, but he just wasn't happy.

Geto Suguru suddenly didn't want to pay attention to Gojo Satoru anymore. He felt like a clown. The way he tried so hard to hide something looked really funny in front of Gojo Satoru who knew everything.

He bit his lower lip with his teeth until it turned pale. Geto Suguru was very annoyed and simply ignored Gojo Satoru and lay down facing the wall.

"It's time to go to bed, turn off the lights." He said coldly.

Gojo Satoru looked at Geto Suguru who was lying down alone, and it took him a long time to realize that there was something wrong with Geto Suguru's tone.

Is Geto Suguru, who is always smiling and whose smile and words are so gentle, angry?

The tone was cold and angry. It was really strange to hear this tone coming out of Geto Suguru's mouth.

Gojo Satoru obediently turned off the lights, and the bedroom became dark in an instant. After his eyes adjusted to the darkness, his vision gradually became clearer due to the moonlight.

This is the darkness in the eyes of normal people, but Gojo Satoru can ignore it.

He also lay down, lying on his side and looking at Geto Suguru's slightly bent back.

"Hey, Jay, are you mad?"

"No," Geto Suguru's voice was still cold.

Gojo Satoru listened to the voice and laughed fearlessly. He found it very funny.

"But I think you are clearly angry."

Xia Yujie closed his eyes, frowning. He gritted his teeth and said, "I said there's no more, um..."

In the darkness, the moment he felt Gojo Satoru's fingers poking at his back, his eyes opened unconsciously, and even the anger that wanted to burst out of his throat was silenced.

Gojo Satoru was bored and poked Geto Suguru's spine with his index finger, poking each bone along the spine from the waist up to the neck.

Gojo Satoru moved closer, and the joking tone was gone, leaving only a slight breathy sound.

"Are you mad at me? Angry that I followed you secretly but didn't call you out. Angry that I knew about it but still went on a business trip for a week without caring. Angry that I didn't show any concern for you even after I came back. Instead, I competed with you in the game and bullied you while drawing on your face..."

When talking about "bullying you", Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru both thought of the kiss that fell on their eyelids in the afternoon.

It just fell on my eyelids, but when I talk about it now, the feeling is completely different.