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

Gojo Satoru was not wrong in his guess. Geto Suguru's physical skills were very good and not wasted. Compared with the usually gentle Geto Suguru, the Geto Suguru when he was moving had a wild and crazy beauty that could attract everyone's attention, as if his whole body was shining.

Those uncertain things were finally completely confirmed at this moment. Gojo Satoru slowly exhaled, his heart was extremely excited.

Now he is a patient person with great patience. He is completely different from the outspoken person in the past who didn't know how to hide his feelings.

Gojo Satoru looked at Geto Suguru who had landed on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and then helped up Maki, who was coughing and choking on her neck, and Otsuke, who was rolling around in pain.

After he was no longer in combat, he seemed to have returned to his usual self, gentle, good-tempered, kind, and extremely friendly to others.

Maki and Otsutsuki were defeated miserably and looked a little embarrassed, but Geto Suguru smiled and stretched out his hand to them. They were too embarrassed to lose their temper and could only use Geto Suguru's hand to get up from the ground.

Maki picked up her naginata and ran back to Gojo Satoru with a puffy face. When she felt embarrassed, she liked to sulk silently.

Gojo Satoru knew her well and consoled her, "It's okay to lose. Just let him give you some serious guidance later. Let me tell you something: Mr. Geta's hobbies and specialties are the same as yours: fighting."

Maki pouted and muttered, "My specialty isn't fighting, it's crushing jars."

Gojo Satoru automatically ignored her willful words, and smiled and told her to ask Geto Suguru about some neighboring country's boxing techniques later, saying that Geto Suguru was very good at that.

Maki sniffed, "Like that Wing Chun thing you're good at?"

Gojo Satoru thought for a moment and said, "Maybe. Mr. Getsu is better than me in this area. He knows more and covers a very wide range of subjects."

After hearing what he said, Maki stopped talking and was also moved.

There is no shame in losing. If you can learn something real, being beaten up by Geto Suguru again is not a big deal.

Over there, Geto Suguru was talking to Otsutsuki with his hands folded across his chest. Otsutsuki looked down at his samurai sword from time to time, then looked up at Geto Suguru who was talking, with a respectful and pious attitude.

After the exercise, the boy's fair face turned red. He didn't know what Geto Suguru said to him. He scratched his hair embarrassedly and bowed deeply to Geto Suguru.

Geto Suguru waved at him and walked towards Gojo Satoru.

Seeing Geto Xiayou walking towards him, Gojo Satoru kicked Goju who was still lying dead on the ground, "Hey, Ji, how long are you going to play dead? Get up."

Upon hearing this, Goju hurriedly got up and ran to Maki's side. Gojo Satoru retracted his feet and stood up from the chair. At the same time, he swiftly turned sideways and stretched out his hands.

"Mr. Summer Oil, please take a seat. Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Summer Oil."

Seeing his playful smile, Geto Suguru was speechless.

Gojumaki ran to find Otsutsuki. Maki had just come from there, and now Geto Suguru was here. If she left immediately, it would seem inappropriate, as if she couldn't afford to lose.

Suddenly, in front of these two men, she felt like an extremely high-wattage light bulb, feeling uncomfortable all over.

However, when Maki thought about the fact that Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru were lovers, she couldn't help but become curious about Geto Suguru.

Mr. Getsu, who is so gentle, whose smile is refreshing, and who is so ruthless when fighting, is actually a pair with this blindfolded idiot. It's not worth it for him no matter how you look at it.

Geto Suguru did not sit down on the chair. He glanced at Maki who was hiding behind Gojo Satoru, prepared himself mentally, and then reached out to push the chair in front of her.

"Sorry, did I hurt you just now?"

Maki didn't expect that Geto Suguru would pay attention to her first. After staring at Geto Suguru for a few seconds, she belatedly touched her neck.

Gojo Satoru also came over to watch. His expression and tone were exaggerated. He pointed at Maki's neck and accused Geto Suguru.

"Ah~ It's all red, and you can clearly see Mr. Geto's fingerprints. Tsk tsk, what an unkind guy! I wouldn't treat a lady like that."

Lady...

The veins on Maki's forehead popped out when she heard the word "lady". She turned her head and glared at Gojo Satoru, knowing that this guy was deliberately making fun of her.

Gojo Satoru moved to Geto Suguru's side in a frivolous manner, poking his arm with his finger, "Ah, the gentle Mr. Geto Suguru is really rude. Look how angry the lady is. He's holding a naginata in his hand and wants to hit someone."

"Hey, Gojo-sensei!" Not calling him a blind idiot was Maki's last bit of rationality.

Geto Xiayou sighed, raised his hand and rubbed Gojo Satoru's head from behind, as if he was comforting a large dog. His voice was very gentle, like an adult talking to a child, "Satoru, don't be naughty."

Gojo Satoru, who was originally sticking out his tongue at Maki, actually coughed after hearing what Geto Suguru said and immediately put away his childishness.

He stood up straight beside Geto Suguru, and his expression and tone instantly turned into a reliable adult.

It's really strange, this blindfolded idiot actually has such an obedient side?

In that case, then they...

Maki looked at him with complicated eyes, and soon shifted her gaze to Geto Suguru's face. That inquiring look reminded Gojo Sumie of the feeling of being peeped at in the audio-visual store.

He suddenly leaned forward, his face right in front of Maki's, and his sudden proximity scared Maki so much that she took a step back.

"You, you, you, why are you coming over here all of a sudden? And you're sticking so close to me. It's disgusting."

"Say, what were you thinking when you looked at us like that just now?"

"Huh?" Maki pushed her glasses up on her nose, her face slightly flushed.

You can't say it, even if you are beaten to death. If you say it, you will be beaten to death.

His eyes narrowed behind the sunglasses, and Gojo Satoru's thirst for knowledge became even stronger.

"Go ahead and tell me. If you tell me, I'll let Mr. Geta give you extra training."

Maki seemed to have signed some kind of contract with the word "extra training" in her life, and her eyes would light up every time she heard it.

"Really?"

Gojo Satoru smiled and nodded. "Even though you guys always say I'm unreliable, I never make empty promises, right?"

This is true.

but……

Maki glanced awkwardly at Geto Suguru, who was unscrewing a bottle of purified water and drinking it.

Realizing that the other person's attention was not here, Maki sniffed and tried to make her tone normal.

She said, "Gojo-sensei, come closer."

Gojo Satoru obediently moved closer, and Maki leaned over and whispered in his ear what she had just thought.

Gojo Satoru was quite normal at first, but as he listened, his eyebrows couldn't help but dance. After Maki finished expressing her thoughts, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Maki took matters into her own hands and asked teasingly, "So, was my guess right?"