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

During the following period, Gojo Satoru would wait in front of the cake shop near his home every day for Geto Suguru to come home from get off work.

Sometimes he would have already bought the desserts he wanted to eat, and would wait by himself while eating an ice cream cone and leaning against the outer wall of the cake shop. When Geto Suguru's figure appeared within his sight, he would wave happily.

Sometimes he would be so focused on his phone that he would ignore everything else, and he would not react until Geto Suguru came to his side.

At this time, the two of them will choose the desserts they want to eat together.

Gojo Satoru would not be polite with him. After finishing dinner, he would order dinner for the next day. Sometimes, after eating too much and completely losing his appetite, he would ask Geto Suguru to give him a night to think about it.

"Once I've thought it through, I'll write it down on a piece of sticky note when I leave tomorrow morning, and then stick it on your door, Mr. Getabu, just like I did before."

Xia Yujie held the teacup and smiled, "Okay."

Eating with two people is much more delicious than eating alone. Geto Suguru doesn't mind having an extra dining companion, not to mention that the other person is his only close friend.

Gojo Satoru is very frank, and Geto Suguru is no longer shy. He will try his best to choose desserts that both of them like, instead of just those that Gojo Satoru likes.

After almost a month, he suddenly realized that when facing Gojo Satoru, he could clearly express his true thoughts instead of just giving in.

The two became very frank with each other, and their friendship, one older and one younger, became stronger than at the beginning.

That afternoon, when Geto Suguru arrived at the cake shop near his home with the ingredients, Gojo Satoru was already waiting there.

Because the weather was so hot, he took off his college uniform and put it on his shoulders, and he only wore the white shirt underneath.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and Gojo Satoru's fair face turned a little red because of the heat. A few strands of his sweaty bangs stuck to his forehead, as if he was a gym student who had just finished a 5,000-meter run.

He squatted under the parasol outside the cake shop. The parasol made of a thin layer of tarpaulin could not compete with the scorching sun after all. Although it provided shade, the little shade underneath was not cool at all.

Gojo Gojo stuck out his tongue hotly, his eyes fixed on the screen of the mobile phone in his hand, his slender fingers quickly pressing the virtual keyboard, his mouth pouting angrily.

The message was sent by the principal, Yega Masamichi. This man, who always wore a pair of sunglasses and looked very much like the boss of the Yamaguchi-gumi, was very good at exploiting him.

"Tomorrow's mission is only for you. No one else has the ability to exorcise a curse of this level. Weren't business trips always fun? What's going on these past month?"

Gojo Satoru pouted and tried to find all kinds of excuses to prevaricate.

[I've been feeling really bad lately. My head hurts, my shoulders hurt, my waist hurts, my stomach hurts, and my whole body hurts.]

Ye Mo Zhengdao sent a string of question marks. Looking at the string of question marks, Gojo Satoru could almost imagine how ugly the other party's face must be.

When Gojo Satoru thought of the dark face of Yega Masamichi, he inexplicably felt a little funny, and he actually laughed.

His smile was cunning and mischievous, like a child who had done something wrong and hadn't been discovered.

Gojo Satoru was laughing, but the next second, he suddenly shuddered and suddenly shrank his neck.

He felt a sudden chill on his cheek and almost fell to the ground.

When I looked up, I was met with the smiling face of Geto Suguru. He was holding a shopping bag in one hand and two frozen popsicles that were still in the packaging in the other. The coolness came from these.

Gojo Satoru breathed out and calmed himself down, "Ah, Mr. Getsu, you scared me."

Xia Yujie smiled and handed the popsicle in his hand to Gojo Satoru, "Here, this is for you."

The shock just now disappeared in an instant. Seeing the cold popsicle with a layer of mist on the outside of the packaging, Gojo Satoru's mood suddenly became very good.

He would not pretend not to want to eat and refuse. He had become very familiar with Geto Suguru and would never refuse anything the other party gave him.

Regardless of the messages Ye Mo Zheng Dao sending him one after another, Gojo Satoru turned his phone to vibrate mode and hurriedly stuffed it into his backpack.

With his backpack on his right shoulder and his high school uniform jacket on his left shoulder, he freed his hands to take the popsicles handed to him by Geto Suguru, one was strawberry flavored and the other was pineapple flavored.

As Geto Suguru expected, Gojo Satoru chose the strawberry flavor.

This guy likes to eat sweet food and is a little afraid of sour food. If he accidentally eats something sour, he will immediately make a bitter face and stick out his tongue, like a big dog.

Geto Suguru pulled a chair and sat down. He didn't understand why there were chairs prepared for guests under the parasol, but Gojo Satoru refused to sit down and preferred to squat on the ground.

However, men of this age are more rebellious, and I was the same at the beginning.

Gojo Satoru held the icy-cold popsicle in his palm and broke it hard, then handed one half to Geto Suguru.

Xia Yujie's hand, which was about to break off his own popsicle, suddenly stopped. He blinked his eyes and said, "I got it."

Gojo Satoru insisted, "Then let's switch it up. This way we can have two flavors at the same time, right?"

This is true.

Each of them held half a popsicle in their hands, one pink and one yellow, two light colors. In addition to the smell of steaming summer heat, there was also the sweet aroma of eggs, flour and butter baked in the cake shop, and then there was the smell of strawberry and pineapple popsicles in their hands.

The popsicle has a very light taste, and you can only smell a faint fragrance before it touches your lips.

Gojo Satoru, who had taken a few bites of the strawberry flavor first, tried the pineapple flavor popsicle and immediately gave Geto a suggestion, "Mr. Geto, try the pineapple flavor first."

Just as he was about to put the strawberry flavored one into his mouth, Geto Suguru was puzzled, "Why?"

"Strawberry flavor is sweeter than pineapple flavor. If you eat the strawberry flavor first, the pineapple flavor will taste very sour when you eat it." Gojo Satoru's facial features wrinkled up as he spoke, exaggerating as much as possible. "As sour as a sour plum."

Geto Suguru was amused by his expression, but he was very obedient. This was probably Gojo Satoru's experience after practice. Someone had tried it for him, so there was no reason for him not to listen.

An office worker and a student in a technical college uniform were sitting under a parasol eating popsicles. The weather was so hot that the popsicles melted very quickly. The two well-dressed people ate them in a very messy way. If they were not careful, the sweet syrup would drip down and land on their white shirts.

The popsicles are very effective in cooling down people who are extremely hot. After eating two halves of the popsicles, the face that turned red due to the heat gradually returned to its original appearance.

Gojo Satoru slumped back in his chair and couldn't help but sigh, "Thanks to Mr. Geto, I'm alive again."