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

I want more, more, and I want us to stay together like this forever.

Regardless of gender, no third person forced themselves between them.

As the only important one to each other, no matter it is love or friendship, Geto Suguru always believes that the so-called only one is single and exclusive. There is only each other and no one else can be added.

If another person is added, it cannot be called the only or the best.

However, it was not until he took the pink tooth cup that Gojo Satoru had prepared in advance in his hand that he finally came to his senses.

How unbearable his dirty thoughts would be in front of the innocent and clean Gojo Satoru. Gojo Satoru treated him as a good friend, and just a good friend, nothing else. Yet, he actually wanted to monopolize this person.

Monopoly is such a domineering and terrifying word.

It can’t be like this, it can’t be like this, it can’t be like this.

Geto Suguru brainwashed himself over and over again under the flush of warm water.

Just look at him, just stay beside him and watch him from a distance, that's all.

"Geto Suguru," he called his own name softly.

“Remember how you thought about it in the first place.”

Remember what you thought at the beginning and remember your original intention.

This is difficult, but it is the only way to save yourself at the moment.

When Geto Suguru turned off the shower, wiped the water droplets off his body, put on his shorts, wiped his hair and walked out, Gojo Satoru was making a phone call in the living room.

It's getting late now, and you can imagine the identity of the other party who can make a call at this time.

Geto Suguru glanced at him, and when Gojo Satoru heard the footsteps and the sound of the door opening, he turned around, with a flash of panic on his face.

He heard Gojo Satoru lower his voice and say, "No, nothing, it's the sound of the wind blowing through the door. There's no one else. You heard it wrong."

The tone was joking, but it sounded particularly harsh to Geto Suguru's ears.

Geto Suguru suddenly didn't know where he should go, because Gojo Satoru didn't finally tell him where he would sleep tonight, on the sofa or on the floor.

However, the other party was on the phone, and it seemed wrong for him to stand in the living room.

Geto Suguru had never been so caught between a rock and a hard place in his life. After thinking for a while, he turned around and went back to the bathroom.

A few short minutes seemed extremely long to Geto Suguru. He was absent-mindedly wiping his long hair in the bathroom, and thinking about his life from beginning to end several times to distract himself.

There is a very small window between the toilet and the bathroom. Looking out of the window, you can see the darkness dotted with stars of light.

Suguru was watching in a trance and didn't hear Gojo Satoru's footsteps approaching. It was not until the other party gently took the towel from his hand that he suddenly came to his senses.

Gojo Satoru smiled at him and said, "I'm sorry. If I said there was someone at home, they would definitely ask who it was. Even if I said it was a friend, they would still ask about it. So I lied. Please don't mind, Mr. Getabu."

Xia Yujie glanced at Gojo Satoru indifferently and said indifferently, "Do I have any right to mind?"

"……Eh?"

After these words were spoken, Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru were both stunned.

Geto Suguru's face suddenly turned red, not because he was shy, but because he felt that his tone was outrageous. It sounded sour, and it was really embarrassing when he thought about it.

Geto Xia Yu bit his lower lip hard and turned his face towards the corner.

He felt that his life was over and he wanted to pack his bags and escape to the moon overnight.

After Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

He did not continue the topic which made Geto Suguru feel embarrassed, but instead used a towel to wipe the wet hair on Geto Suguru's back.

The wet long hair stuck to the bare back, and from time to time water droplets seeped out from the black hair, then rolled down the skin and sank into the colorful sports vacation shorts, leaving a slightly dark mark.

"Don't bother you with this."

Gojo Satoru was in a good mood. He was very stubborn, "I don't think it's a bother."

After he said this, Geto Suguru was speechless. The embarrassment he felt just now had burned his brain, so that his usually good eloquence became clumsy at this moment.

The small bathroom is just right for one person to stand in, but it would be a bit crowded if two people were in it.

Gojo Satoru had no intention of leaving. He held an absorbent towel in his hand and wiped Geto Suguru's hair very attentively.

When he was in high school, Geto Suguru's hair was already very long, reaching below his shoulders, but it was shorter than it is now.

Including Nanami and Haibara, he has the longest hair among them. After taking a shower, the others can just shake their hair like puppies and leave, but only Geto Suguru needs to change two towels to barely absorb the moisture from his hair, and he has to use a hair dryer.

At that time, Gojo Satoru always teased him that he lived too delicately, wiping and blowing, even more delicate than the girl Nozomi.

The person who once despised his exquisiteness and waste of time is now seriously wiping his hair. This world has really become crazy to the point that Geto Suguru can't even imagine.

The towel became damp from absorbing water, and Gojo Satoru quickly bent over and took out a new one from the cabinet.

He didn't mind the trouble, and even said that Geto Suguru's hair was of good quality while he was drying his hair.

"Mr. Getsu must take good care of his hair. It's so soft and smooth, even better than many women's hair."

Through the mirror on the wall, Geto Suguru glanced at Gojo Satoru out of the corner of his eye.

He hummed, "Yeah, he really pays attention to the maintenance of his hair. Don't you think it's exquisite for a man to take such good care of his hair?"

"Hmm..." Gojo Satoru puffed his cheeks, "Maybe, but what does it matter? Aside from being a little more troublesome to maintain, there aren't any other disadvantages."

He smiled, "Mr. Getsu is a very refined person, isn't he?"

Geto Suguru was speechless. The nameless fire in his chest was running wildly, but he couldn't find an outlet to vent it.

After his hair was half dry, Gojo Satoru changed to the hair dryer.

It would be a lie to say that Geto Suguru was not surprised. The guy who used to shake his hair like a puppy after taking a shower actually had a hair dryer at home.

"No need to do that, just wait a moment and your hair will dry on its own."

Gojo Satoru curled his lips and said, "If you sleep with wet hair, you'll get a headache. I heard that in a TV commercial."

"..."

Geto Suguru could also see that Gojo Satoru didn't use the hair dryer very often, and he didn't even understand what the buttons on the handle meant.

"Which way do you press for warm air?"

“…” Geto Suguru watched him study quietly through the mirror.

"Pressing it to the right should increase the wind speed, right?"

"..." Xia Yujie didn't understand him. He obviously didn't need it, so what was the point of buying it?

But then I thought, maybe it was for someone who suddenly came to my house to stay overnight. That person definitely wouldn't be me, and I was just lucky and happened to use it.