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

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Gojo Satoru hurried to explain. He didn't want to repeat the misunderstanding from last time.

"Ah, no, no, that's not what I meant. I don't want to be your landlord, Mr. Getsu. I just want to say..."

"Hehe~" Seeing Gojo Satoru trying hard to explain, Geto Suguru finally couldn't help laughing.

His narrow and charming eyes curved into a beautiful arc. He covered his mouth and laughed happily from the bottom of his heart.

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips tightly, suddenly not knowing what to do. Should he shut his mouth and get scolded, or laugh with Geto Suguru?

Is Geto Suguru's smile genuine? He wouldn't suddenly turn hostile while laughing, right?

But, this smile...

Gojo Satoru gradually relaxed, his muscles loosening, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Hey, Jay, what are you laughing at? Is what I said funny?"

Gojo Satoru puffed up his face and looked a little dissatisfied.

"No, not really," Xia Yujie smiled and waved his hand at Gojo Satoru, "It's just that I had this thought today."

"Jay also has this idea?"

"Yeah," Geto Xia Yu put down the water cup and walked slowly to the living room, then opened a window. He leaned on the windowsill with both hands and looked out.

The lights in the distance have been turned on, and only faint traces of the sunset remain, and the room is slowly getting darker.

“Because I love this place, I thought it would be great if I could buy it so I can live here forever.”

He turned and looked at Gojo Satoru with a smile, "We really are compatible. Satoru and I have the same idea, don't we?"

Gojo Satoru let out a long breath. He was almost scared to death just now.

Tsk, why do I care about this person so much? I feel like I'm being controlled by him. If it were someone else, Gojo Satoru would be very unhappy and would beat that person up.

But if the other party was Geto Suguru, he inexplicably felt that it was nothing.

Such a gentle Geto Suguru, such a handsome and beautiful Geto Suguru, Geto Suguru who cooks such delicious food, perfect Geto Suguru.

It's an honor to be held in the hands of such a perfect person.

"So, Jay, let's go catch cicadas in the forest tomorrow?"

"Well," Geto nodded, then showed a worried look. He asked Gojo Satoru, "You've been so busy all day. Do you really have time tomorrow?"

Gojo Satoru waved his hand and told him not to worry, "It's okay, I'm very strong and will compress the working hours to the shortest possible time."

Geto Suguru smiled knowingly, he knew Gojo Satoru could do it.

After all, the other party is the strongest magician of the contemporary era, and there is nothing he can't do.

Gojo Satoru wanted to take a look at what tools Geto Suguru had prepared, but he didn't expect that just as he left the sink, his stomach made an inopportune rumbling sound.

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips and frowned, looking down at his stomach. On the other side, Geto Suguru was shocked to realize that it was getting late.

He patted his forehead and walked towards the kitchen while apologizing to Gojo Satoru, "Sorry, sorry, I was so busy chatting that I forgot to prepare dinner."

Gojo Satoru didn't care about such trivial matters. He turned his head to glance at the shopping bag that Geto Suguru brought back and made a judgment, "Would you like to have mushroom soup tonight?"

"Well, it's good to eat some mushrooms occasionally."

"I'll help you."

Geto Summer Oil raised an eyebrow, "Satoru can cook?"

Gojo Satoru stretched his shoulders and neck and rolled up the sleeves of his long-sleeved T-shirt to his elbows. "I've learned a little bit now. It's no problem for me to help Jay."

After returning to his usual self, Geto Suguru heard Gojo Satoru calling his name. After thinking about it, he decided to correct it.

"Don't call me by my name, Satoru."

Gojo Satoru glared at him angrily, like an angry cat.

Geto Suguru, who is so picky and stubborn, is simply disgusting in the eyes of Gojo Cat.

"It's just a name. A name is just a code name!"

The person who took the ingredients out of the shopping bag smiled and said, "No."

"But you'll just call me by my first name!"

"I'm a few years older than you, isn't this normal? What's more, you don't object, do you, Wu?"

Gojo Satoru angrily tore the oyster mushroom in his hand, "Is it too late for me to regret it now?"

Xia Yujie didn't care much about this. He nodded while busy with the work in his hands, "Okay, then how should I call you? I'll just call you Gojo."

Gojo Satoru tore the oyster mushrooms apart, silently comparing the two ways of calling them in his mind. Of course, calling them by their names made it seem like their relationship was better.

Go Tiao, Go Tiao, everyone in the world calls him Go Tiao.

He didn't want his only best friend to become mediocre.

Gojo Satoru pouted in dissatisfaction for a while, and then he compromised.

"Okay, okay, you are allowed to call me by my name, Mr. Getsu."

Geto Suguru smiled contentedly. He suddenly realized that it turned out that the older man really had an advantage at times like this.

Because I am a few years older, I can always use this advantage to speak up when facing some problems.

Why wasn't Gojo Satoru like this back then?

Oh, he understood, because Gojo Satoru has always been a guy who is good at acting like a spoiled child. He doesn't need to use the age difference advantage to "order" him. As long as he acts like a spoiled child in front of him, all the things he wants him to compromise on will go as he wishes.

Now, it seems that the whole situation has been reversed, and the one who has been compromising has become Gojo Satoru.

As if he wanted to avenge all the "revenge" from ten years ago, Geto Suguru enjoyed seeing Gojo Satoru being humiliated and compromised.

If I didn't have such a strong self-esteem ten years ago, if I had discussed things with others at that time, if I didn't have such a strong ability to empathize and if I wasn't so heartbroken about the death of my companions, perhaps, such beautiful times would have always existed.

He will not defect, and Gojo Satoru will not be abandoned by him. They are still close friends. Even if they are no longer together day and night, they can still squeeze out time to meet and play together.

It may seem superficial, but it is a life in which one can truly feel happy.

Monkeys, it's all the monkeys' fault.

Blame those rotten oranges at the top, blame those monkeys who claim to be weak but are actually the perpetrators.

Even though he now makes a living among a group of monkeys, Geto Suguru still hates them from the bottom of his heart. This has never changed during his life, death, or rebirth.

The next day, Gojo Satoru returned home in the afternoon as promised. At that time, Geto Suguru was taking a nap and was awakened by the other party's banging on the door.

Geto Xia Yu opened the door for him in his flip-flops and saw the always energetic guy standing outside the door.

He had changed into loose-fitting sportswear, a perfect attire for a trip deep into the forest.

"Ah~ Wu, you actually came back."

"Of course, we agreed on that, didn't we? No, Mr. Getu, why are you still sleeping? Stop talking and change your clothes quickly. I'll be waiting for you here."

Xia Yujie frowned slightly, "How can I change clothes while you're here?"

"So what? We're all men, so what are we afraid of?"

Xia Yujie raised an eyebrow, unable to find any rebuttal. He scratched his hair uncomfortably, "I'm not used to changing clothes when there's someone else at home."

Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes and said, "You have so many problems. Then close the bedroom door. I won't peek at you."

Xia Youjie: "..."