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

Geto Suguru finished his meal gracefully, took out a tissue from his suit pocket, pulled out two, gave one to Gojo Satoru and one to himself.

Gojo Satoru took it and wiped the corners of his mouth and fingers carelessly. He smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, sorry, I'm out of tissues. I'll remember to bring some next time."

Geto Xiayou sighed softly, "Satoru is always so reckless."

When they went out on missions together in the past, Gojo Satoru never cared about such trivial matters. If he didn't have tissues, he would just reach out to him and he would give them to him.

Sometimes, he didn't want to give it, but he couldn't resist Gojo Satoru's coquettish behavior. He would lie on his shoulder and say pitifully: "I forgot, didn't we say we were close friends? When a close friend needs help, how can you just stand by and watch?"

At this time, he would retort: "That's not how close friends use things. You should learn from your memory. How could you forget something like tissue paper? Shouldn't you automatically check it every day after getting up and before going out?"

When Gojo Satoru is in the wrong, he sometimes pretends to be dead and pretends not to hear, and sometimes he shows disdain.

"Tsk~ Jie is always so fussy. It's okay if you can't remember such a small thing, right? Isn't it better to just remember how to exorcise the cursed spirit?"

“I say, Satoru…”

Gojo Satoru would immediately cover his ears and say, "Don't listen to the bastard's chanting. Don't listen to Jie's lecture."

"Satoru...Alas!" Geto Suguru has been a person who cannot stand others acting like a spoiled brat since he was a child.

So, he became the person who provided tissues to Gojo Satoru, and as time went on, it seemed to become a natural thing.

"Don't forget to bring them next time. It would be very inconvenient if you are out alone without a handkerchief and tissues."

Gojo Satoru said without a second thought: "It's okay, Jie is by my side."

Xia Yujie didn't hear anything wrong and shook his head, "I won't always be by your side, Wu. At least you have to be useful when I'm not around."

Gojo Satoru stopped talking and pouted, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

After officially entering summer, the time of sunset is repeatedly delayed as each solar term passes.

The two of them sat under the parasol for a long time, with heat constantly rising from the ground beneath their feet. When the popsicles they ate melted into water and then turned into sweat that seeped out of their pores, they both realized that it was time to go home.

Gojo Satoru turned around and looked at the cleaned glass display case. He said to Geto Suguru, "Now it's time for Mr. Suguru to choose his dessert."

Xia Yujie did not refuse, stood up and walked over.

The female clerk stayed in the store and could hear almost everything the two of them said. As early as when Gojo Satoru asked Geto Suguru to choose the dessert, she dutifully came to the window and waited.

"What would you two like to buy today?"

Xia Yujie looked at the exquisitely shaped small cake, thought for a while, then reached out and pointed through the window, "This one will do."

The female clerk smiled at him adorably and reminded him, "The pudding tastes really good if you refrigerate it slightly. This weather is perfect for refrigerating it before eating. It tastes best after leaving it in the fresh-keeping layer for half an hour."

Xia Yujie nodded with a smile, "Okay."

Seeing the two chatting so enthusiastically, Gojo Satoru felt inexplicably unhappy. He walked over and put his arm on Geto Suguru's shoulder very rudely.

At the age of 20, Gojo Satoru has grown taller than before, almost as tall as Geto Suguru, and is showing a trend of continuing to grow taller.

He raised his chin towards the waitress and said with a smile, "This Mr. Getsu is a gourmet. He knows exactly what makes desserts taste their best."

The female clerk didn't quite understand why Gojo Satoru suddenly said this. There was nothing wrong with this sentence itself, but Gojo Satoru was clearly saying it with a smile, but in the eyes of the female clerk, he didn't seem very happy.

The female clerk was a little embarrassed. "Is that so? Then I really spoke too much."

Geto Suguru also heard the coldness in Gojo Satoru's words, but he didn't know why, as if it was just a little awkwardness that Gojo Satoru had on a whim.

He smiled at the female clerk and comforted her, "Don't listen to his nonsense. Fortunately, the clerk told me, otherwise I might have eaten it at room temperature. Thank you."

The female clerk was a little grateful to Geto Suguru for his understanding, and her eyes looked at him with much more enthusiasm.

Gojo Satoru opened his wallet, took out the exact amount of money, and placed it on the display window. Still unwilling to give up, he continued, "Mr. Geta is very modest. He clearly knows so much about food. Clerk, do you know that Mr. Geta's cooking is also very delicious? It's the best in the world."

He is handsome, has a good temper, a gentle personality, is very kind, and is a great cook. Rather than saying that the food he cooks is the best in the world, it would be better to say that Mr. Getsu himself is the best in the world, right?

The female clerk's joy was beyond words, but she finally grasped the key point of this sentence, and her face darkened in an instant.

"Do you two often eat together?"

Without waiting for Geto Xiayou to explain, Gojo Satoru laughed even more happily, "Yes, yes, Mr. Xiayou is the handsome brother who invited us to dinner, right, Mr. Xiayou?"

Geto Suguru looked at Gojo Satoru with complicated eyes, and it was very difficult to maintain a polite smile on his lips.

He didn't quite understand why Gojo Satoru suddenly acted like this. His words seemed insignificant, but only those who were present and listening could hear that something was wrong.

What exactly does he want to express?

Geto Suguru doesn't think Gojo Satoru would say meaningless words or do meaningless things.

The caramel pudding was served and handed over, and Gojo Satoru took the gift bag containing the pudding.

He turned around first and went under the parasol to get his backpack and coat, and also picked up the suit jacket that Geto Suguru had draped over the back of the chair and the dinner ingredients he had bought from the supermarket.

He looked back at Geto Xia Yu who was still standing there, shook his head in a smug manner, and said, "Let's go, Mr. Xia Yu. Or do you want to stay and help as a salesperson?"

Geto Suguru sighed, said goodbye to the female clerk and chased after him. He wanted to take the bag of ingredients from Gojo Satoru's hand, but Gojo Satoru avoided him without a trace.

He had no choice but to say, "It's too much for you to take alone, give me some."

"It's not a heavy thing, so it's okay."

"But you..."

"I'm not one to take things, so since I want to take it this time, please let me do it, Mr. Getu."

Geto Suguru looked at Gojo Satoru's profile. There was a slight gap between the round glasses on his nose and his eye sockets, allowing people to see his long, thick white eyelashes and eyes shining like sky blue from one side.

Enlightenment...