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

possessive?

Geto Suguru never thought that he would hear from Gojo Satoru that he had such feelings for him.

The Gojo Satoru in front of me has this kind of feeling, so what about the original Gojo Satoru? Did he also have this kind of feeling towards me during the ten years of separation?

Because they are each other's only best friends, they have a possessiveness towards each other, want to be each other's best friend in the world, and don't want other people to get involved in this friendship?

It was the first time that Gojo Satoru said something like this, and his words seemed incoherent. He himself didn't even know what he was saying.

Geto Suguru did not give him any verbal response, which made him look even more depressed.

Gojo Satoru's voice became softer and less confident. He murmured, "I like Jay very much. I want to be friends with Jay forever. I don't want to lose you as a friend, so don't be angry with me, don't ignore me, don't hate me. They don't play with me. I don't have many friends. I cherish my friendship with Jay. I..."

Gojo Satoru couldn't go on. The more he spoke, the more he felt that although his life was short, it was quite tragic. He was afraid that he would say something he shouldn't.

Gojo Satoru drooped his eyelashes. He didn't have the courage to look up at Geto Suguru. If he saw disgust in Geto Suguru's eyes at this time, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it.

However, what responded to him was the hand that Geto Suguru stretched out to his side. Geto Suguru's fair hand took the shopping bag from his hand, along with the two people's coats, backpacks and dessert bags.

He stared blankly at Geto Suguru taking these things from his hands, so much so that he forgot to snatch them back.

"It's getting late. If I don't cook now, my stomach will start to growl with hunger."

Geto Suguru's voice was just like the one he had heard in the past, no longer cold, no longer distant, and no longer had the menacing intimidation and oppression.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that what he just heard was even gentler than before.

"Jie?" Gojo Satoru called out to Geto Suguru cautiously and tentatively.

He saw Geto Suguru's fair face, golden-brown pupils and red eye sockets.

"Jay." He called again.

Xia Youjie sniffed and turned away, "Aren't you hungry?"

Gojo Satoru pouted in grievance. All the courage he had when he confessed his feelings just now was gone, and he became a pitiful little thing again.

"So, you forgive me, don't you?"

"..."

Gojo Satoru chased after him without giving up, and asked in a more tactful way, "So, I can still come over to your place for dinner, right?"

Geto Xiayou walked quickly, threw his coat and backpack on the sofa, and went to the kitchen with the ingredients and desserts.

"The price is that I won't accept your orders anymore. You'll just have to eat whatever I cook."

A bright smile finally appeared on Gojo Satoru's face, and he nodded vigorously, "No problem, I like everything you cook. Jie's cooking is the best in the world!"

Xia Yujie snorted and reminded him, "Be careful how you address me."

Gojo Satoru suddenly came to his senses. He touched his ear awkwardly, "I understand, Mr. Getsu."

Where Geto Suguru couldn't see, Gojo Satoru frowned and pouted, silently calling Geto Suguru an old-fashioned man.

But she is only a few years older than him, yet she cares so much about the address like an old man.

[One day, I will call your name, and it will be the kind that you can't refuse.]

Gojo Satoru swore in his heart without anyone noticing.

After Gojo Satoru confessed his feelings to Geto Suguru, the unpleasantness of that day was forgotten, and neither of them mentioned it again.

In fact, after thinking about it carefully, Geto Suguru felt that he was too sensitive.

He knows Gojo Satoru very well, doesn't he? Gojo Satoru has always been a person who says what he thinks. He says whatever he thinks. Many times, he has a bad personality but a good heart.

I guess when he told me about hiring me, he really didn't mean to look down on me.

Call it a stereotype or male chauvinism, Geto Suguru just can't accept that Gojo Satoru can go out to exorcise cursed spirits and be the head of the first grade at a technical high school, while in his eyes he is only fit to cook dinner for him.

This gap is too big.

However, this does not mean that Gojo Satoru intentionally looked down on him.

He knew what kind of person the other person was, so his anger came and went quickly.

Geto Suguru thought that he might spend a long time like this peacefully. He would go to the office on weekdays, take the subway back to his home after get off work, buy enough food for two people at the supermarket outside the subway, go to the cake shop to meet Gojo Satoru, and then go home together.

Days like this are nothing new but very stable, and straightforward without any ups and downs or twists and turns.

Having long passed the age of liking excitement, Geto Suguru is now very satisfied with this kind of life.

It is July now, and July and August are the hottest times of the year.

On the day off, I originally planned to spend it at home reading, but when Geto Suguru was lying on the bed with a book in his hands, the chirping of cicadas began to be heard from the forest outside.

When one cicada starts chirping, it will attract more cicadas to chirp together. When it is unclear how many cicadas are chirping together, Geto Suguru can no longer read a single word.

He stared at the forest outside the window in a daze. In such hot weather, the feeling of seeing a forest was completely different from seeing tall buildings.

He smiled and thought, how great it was to be able to rent this room.

He lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, wondering whether he should make some money quickly and buy this place.

He likes this place very much and wants to stay here forever.

The cicadas outside the window were still chirping loudly. Geto Suguru suddenly remembered what he had said to Gojo Satoru before: when there were more cicadas, the two of them would go catch them together.

After catching them, they would compare whose cicada chirped louder.

Speaking of which, there was no net for catching cicadas at home. It was easy to catch those that had just crawled out of the ground and could not fly at night, but for men, it was more interesting to use a net to catch the chirping cicadas on the tree trunks in broad daylight, which had already shed their shells and changed their appearance.

Ever since he entered middle school, Geto Suguru had never gone to the forest to catch cicadas during the day. He felt inexplicably excited at the thought of going with Gojo Satoru soon.

He got up from the bed and began to rummage through the clothes in the closet. Although the weather was hot, he decided to go to the bustling city center and buy two nets from the tool store there, and then buy a cage specifically for cicadas.

If I prepare all these in advance, will Gojo Satoru be surprised when he sees them?

I think so, because Wu is very easy to coax.