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

It was already past ten o'clock when they finished watching the movie. Gojo Satoru was kicked out by Geto Suguru and told to go back to his room to have a good rest and not to forget to feed the fish.

Gojo Satoru felt that no man was more miserable than himself. He had just been in love for one day and was in the midst of his passionate love when he was kicked out by his boyfriend.

Why is this happening?

Gojo Satoru returned to his room, obediently changed the water, fed the fish, and then turned on the video function on his mobile phone to have a meeting with the senior management.

Today's meeting is unavoidable, but this is the first time I'm attending it via video conference.

The higher-ups didn't like this method, but Gojo Satoru said that he had to leave the technical high school and get off work on time, forcing them to agree to this video conference.

The meeting was originally scheduled for two hours, but because it was an online video, the senior executives were unable to speak in person, so it ended hastily in just over an hour.

After the video conference ended, he began to prepare for class. Gojo Satoru decided to prepare two days of classes at once.

As busy as he is, now that he has a lover, he has to make some time to accompany her and plan the little time he has more reasonably.

Biting a pen, Gojo Satoru sighed, "Why are there only 24 hours in a day? It would be great if there were more hours. It's simply not enough."

Having said that, he also knew that even if there were seventy-two hours in a day, the time he had at his disposal was very limited. As time went on, his superiors would only assign him more tasks.

In order to leave work at Geto Suguru's time, Gojo Satoru had to improve his work efficiency. He had to compress the tasks that originally took two hours to complete into half an hour.

For him, who has always been regarded as the strongest, this kind of thing does not seem to be an impossible task, but he just can't stand it every day.

As long as he wants to spend more time with Geto Suguru, he must do so every day.

Is he tired? Even though he always acts relaxed and occasionally takes a nap during the day, if he does this every day, there will come a time when he will get tired.

At times like this, the best way to restore your spirit is to vent. However, it seems that this cannot be done now.

Gojo Satoru forced himself to concentrate on preparing lessons, but his attention was always drawn to the next room from time to time.

He looked at the time on his cell phone. It was already half past eleven. What was Geto Suguru doing at this time?

Taking a bath, or already taking a bath and going to bed?

Is it easy for him to fall asleep when I'm not around?

Is he sleeping with his eyes closed, or is he secretly taking medicine again?

"Half an hour, at the latest by twelve o'clock, to finish this work."

Gojo Satoru blocked out his perception of the outside world as much as possible and focused all his attention on preparing lessons. He was always very efficient in his work. He said he would finish at 12 o'clock, and he actually finished it at 11:59.

Gojo Satoru stretched, stretched his shoulders and neck, and did not forget to pick up his keys before going out.

Xia Yujie's room was pitch black, with only a thin cold-toned fluorescent tube in the fish tank emitting a faint white light. Bai Banyue and Black Lion King heard the sound of the door opening and closing, and their bodies floating in the water swayed violently a few times, swimming up and down and left and right.

The bedroom door was closed. After turning the doorknob, Gojo Satoru slipped in easily.

Geto Suguru likes to keep his bedroom door closed but not locked, which makes it quite convenient for someone to come in and out.

In the darkness, Geto Suguru was lying on the bed covered with a thin blanket. Even though Gojo Satoru's footsteps were very light, he still heard them.

More than ten years of career as a professional sorcerer has given him extraordinary perception ability, and he can quickly detect any movement around him.

However, even without deliberately sensing, Geto Suguru could tell who the person was.

During this time period, no one except Gojo Satoru could enter the room without opening the door himself.

I felt someone get on the bed, the mattress behind me sank a little, and the person pressed against me.

Gojo Satoru stretched his neck to look at Geto Suguru's face in the dark. Geto Suguru didn't move, but his eyes were open. When Gojo Satoru saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"I didn't sleep," he said.

Geto Suguru didn't want to talk. His mind was in a mess. His mind had been in a mess ever since Gojo Satoru said he wanted to invite his students to his house to play.

Whenever he thought of Yuta Otsutsukota, he instinctively began to feel uneasy, fearing that he would not be able to resist the temptation of the special-grade cursed spirit and would do something irreparable in front of everyone.

There was no one to tell about this matter, and it was not something that could be made public. Geto Suguru could only digest it silently and comfort himself.

"Why don't you sleep? Is it because I'm not here?"

Although Geto Suguru didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that this was indeed part of the reason.

He had become accustomed to having Gojo Satoru around. The more frequent their contact, the closer their relationship became. He felt a strong sense of dependence, which he didn't know whether it was accumulated over time or suddenly arisen, and he longed for Gojo Satoru's comfort.

Listening to Gojo Satoru's voice, smelling the scent of lemon mint on Gojo Satoru's body, and feeling himself surrounded by the other's breath, all of these can make him feel at ease.

Once you feel at ease, you will feel sleepy and fall asleep easily.

Gojo Satoru saw that there was only half a glass of ice water left on the bedside table, and his eyes dimmed instantly when he saw this.

He frowned in dissatisfaction, thinking that it was because he was unable to come and accompany Geto that he made him take the medicine again.

"Mr. Geto," Gojo Satoru looked at the half glass of water and gently called Geto Geto.

Hearing the shout, Geto Suguru opened his eyes again, which had been closed.

"Hmm?" he responded.

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips in the darkness, hesitating on how to say it so as not to offend others.

"What did Satoru want to say?"

"Um... Mr. Summer Oil, can I ask you for a favor?"

Geto Suguru thought of the time when he asked students to come to his house to play in the evening. Gojo Satoru had a similar tone at that time.

Geto Xiayou's muscles tensed up and he slowly turned around in the darkness.

Gojo Satoru felt the movement of the person behind him, so he turned around and lay on his side facing Geto Suguru.

"Mr. Geta," Gojo Satoru tried his best to make his voice sound coquettish, "I realized I'm screwed. I can't sleep without Mr. Geta by my side."

Geto Suguru blinked a few times. He had never expected Gojo Satoru to say such a thing. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Gojo Satoru was a very normal person and would not have such emotional problems.

However, Gojo Satoru now told him that he was just like himself and it would be very difficult for him to fall asleep if he was not with the other person.

But why?