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

Geto Suguru looked out the window and saw banners promoting the fireworks display hanging outside the shops he passed by, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"If I wait at home for the bicycle delivery person, I might not be able to go to the fireworks display today."

"Will you be here late?"

“Not sure when.”

"Anyway, the fireworks display doesn't start until tonight, but if we stand in the second-floor corridor, we should be able to see some."

"You can see it, but it's too far away, so the beauty will be reduced."

Gojo Satoru suggested, "How about Jie release the clownfish and we fly up on it to watch?"

Xia Yujie rolled his eyes helplessly and reminded him, "I already said it's a ray, a ray. If you call it a clownfish again, be careful or it will flip you off its back next time."

Gojo Satoru was not afraid. He was silent for a while and then raised his head again.

He sat up straight, with a hint of expectation in his eyes. Last night's lack of restraint made Geto Suguru feel uncomfortable when he saw Gojo Satoru's eyes.

He reminded Gojo Satoru, "Behave yourself, this is a public place."

It took Gojo Satoru a full minute to realize what Geto Suguru said. He tried so hard to hold back his laughter that it felt uncomfortable.

"What are you thinking about, Jay? I just want to tell you that the Obon Festival in Kyoto is more grand. I want to ask if you want to go there tomorrow."

"Kyoto?"

"Well, Kyoto's Bon Festival also has a grand fireworks display. This year it's held near the Kamogawa River. It's even more grand than the one here. Come with me, Jay."

"Let's go to Kyoto..."

When mentioning Kyoto, the holy land of spells, Geto Suguru inevitably thought of the time when he released the cursed spirit in Kyoto during the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.

"Why, now that you mentioned Kyoto, you want to confess to me?"

Being seen through by Gojo Satoru at a glance, Geto Suguru didn't want to admit it.

He snorted coldly and stopped talking, so Gojo Satoru let him do as he pleased. The two of them leaned side by side on the backs of the chairs in the last row, enjoying the rare tranquility and the soft feeling of the sun on their faces.

The car stopped and started as it drove forward, with passengers getting on and off.

Geto Xia Yu looked out the window for a long time, and suddenly sighed.

His voice was not loud, but very clear, and only Gojo Satoru, who was sitting next to him, could hear what he said.

Gojo Satoru heard him ask himself, "Did many people die at that time?"

This question cannot be hidden. As long as Geto Suguru wants to know, Gojo Satoru will tell him everything.

"Dozens of ordinary people were killed or injured, and over twenty sorcerers and assistant supervisors died. Most of them were assistant supervisors. They weren't skilled sorcerers themselves, and if they were fatally wounded and didn't make it until a doctor arrived, you can definitely imagine what happened to them."

"..." Geto Suguru looked blankly at the street outside the car window without saying anything. Gojo Satoru couldn't guess what he was thinking, but his expression didn't look happy no matter how he looked at it.

At that time, he was the one who released the cursed spirit to kill indiscriminately. When people really died because of him, he couldn't laugh.

"We have to thank Glass. She saved many lives from the hands of death."

Gojo Satoru sighed again, "After all, there's only one Nozomi. She can't save too many people at once. There will always be people who won't survive until the moment of rescue..."

"..."

"Will you come to Kyoto with me tomorrow?"

Xia Yujie withdrew his gaze and lowered his head, "Let me think about it."

I got home and spent the whole afternoon watching TV to kill time. Near dusk, the store delivered the bicycle that was strong enough to carry two big men.

The weeds in the yard had been cleared long ago, and now there was enough space for Gojo Satoru to learn to ride his bike.

He was indeed extremely talented, and his long legs allowed him to support himself with his feet at any time, so there was no danger of falling. This also made him braver.

Gojo Satoru was riding a bicycle crookedly in front, and Geto Suguru bent over to help him hold the back seat of the bike. After an hour and a half, Geto Suguru could hardly straighten his back.

Gojo Satoru rode smoothly, circling the yard again and again, while Geto Suguru stood on the red brick path with one hand on his waist, watching Gojo Satoru riding happily.

"Jay, do you want me to take you out to play?"

Xia Yujie disagreed with his idea and said, "I'm afraid you'll throw me into the river."

"How is that possible? Look how well I ride."

In the end, Geto Suguru did not sit on the back of Gojo Satoru's bicycle. He had pain in his waist and body, and at this moment, it was not suitable for him to ride a bicycle as a means of transportation.

They didn't go to the fireworks display in the evening. Geto Suguru was tired after a whole day and felt sleepy early. Gojo Satoru pestered him to do some exercise, but Geto Suguru kicked him off the bed without mercy.

Gojo Satoru, who was holding a pillow, was unhappy because he didn't get to eat the "dessert" and looked aggrieved.

Geto Xia Yu crossed his legs over the bed and warned him to go back to his room to sleep tonight.

"Jay, do you not love me anymore?"

Xia Yujie lazily watched him being upset and asked, "What does this have to do with love?"

"Then why don't you let me sleep here? We are in love, in love. Do you know what being in love means?"

Xia Yujie couldn't stand him, so he turned sideways, supported his chin with one hand and looked at the guy who was sulking on the ground.

He looks so young that he is even cute when angry. Xia Yujie couldn't help but reach out and touch Gojo Satoru's face. Then he smiled and said, "Because Satoru is always touching me, you should at least be considerate of the older man's physical fitness. I told you this a long time ago, didn't I?"

"I'm the older one, Jay!"

Xia Yujie would not pay attention to his nonsense, "But your body is that of a twenty-year-old."

Geto Suguru withdrew his hand that was lingering on Gojo Satoru's face and rubbed his waist lightly. He had been exercising too much and pushing a bicycle with a bent waist for so long that he even doubted whether his waist was still there. How could it be so sore?

Gojo Satoru looked at it for a while with a puffy face, then got up from the ground nimbly.

"Jay, get down."

When he heard the words "lie down", Geto Suguru's scalp went numb. He was wary of Gojo Satoru and asked him what he was going to do.

"Don't do anything, just listen to me."

A merciless kick came, but fortunately Gojo Satoru dodged in time and grabbed Geto Suguru's ankle.

He patted her soothingly, trying to make her relax. "I just want to give you a massage. I occasionally get a massage when I'm tired. After a massage, my whole body feels relaxed and comfortable. It's getting late now, so I won't take you there. However, I can help you personally."

Xia Yujie slowly turned over and lay down with a skeptical attitude, "Is this true? Is your technique correct? Please don't massage me to the point of herniated lumbar disc."

Gojo Satoru was speechless, "Can you please have a little trust in me?"

Xia Yujie clutched the pillow with both hands and spoke frankly, "Trust is not used like this. This thing is about professionalism, not trust."