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

The room downstairs was completely renovated after a month and had been decorated in the style they liked.

New living room, new kitchen, new bedroom, everything is new.

It’s like the beginning of their new life.

Looking at the newly renovated spacious room, Gojo Satoru couldn't wait to move downstairs, but Geto Suguru reminded him to ventilate the room a bit before moving downstairs.

"Even environmentally friendly materials will have a little bit of smell, so wait a little longer."

Gojo Satoru stood by the fireplace and asked him, "Can we move down here in the winter?"

Xia Youjie calculated the time. It was midsummer and heading towards the end of summer. Autumn would soon arrive, and when autumn came, winter would not be far behind.

"Well," Xia Yujie smiled, "we can move down when winter comes. By the way, is it because you like this fireplace that you want to move down?"

Does it sound strange that a grown man would have a deep love for a fireplace?

"Well... I just think that it's cold outside, it would be better if it snowed, and our living room is warm because of the fireplace."

As Gojo Satoru said this, Geto Suguru seemed to have seen the orange-red flames jumping in the fireplace, smelled the dry fragrance of burning firewood, and the crackling sound of wood exploding.

Running back to the sofa and snuggling next to Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru continued, "We can play games on the sofa and bring Hui along. If Geto feels like he can't beat us, he can read a book."

Listening to Gojo Satoru's words, Geto Suguru seemed to have seen the cold-faced boy sitting next to them. The boy with an urchin-haired head was holding a game controller, his eyes fixed on the wall, where there was a projection screen showing a fast-paced racing game.

"If Jay is reading, the girls will snuggle up to you, chat with you, comb your hair, or maybe braid it if they feel like it. This is something Tsumiki loves to do."

Braid your hair?

Geto Suguru imagined his long black hair braided into thin braids, which seemed... not bad.

"When we get tired of playing, we can order Chinese food for takeout. How about some noodles with soybean paste? Dumplings are good too."

These are so vivid, it feels like I have seen them in a dream.

By the way——

Geto Suguru turned around and looked at Gojo Satoru with shining eyes.

"Wu, I'm hungry. Let's order takeout tonight. I want to eat noodles with soybean paste."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

He hadn't finished his beautiful fantasy yet. He also wanted to say that he should make a pot of coffee or a pot of black tea. As for the children, they were at the age of growing up, so they naturally needed to drink milk.

However, Geto Suguru did not give him the chance to continue.

"Gululu——"

After no one spoke, a sound of hunger was heard in the silent room. Under the gaze of Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru slowly lowered his head.

He laughed awkwardly, "Ah, I'm hungry too. Then I...will just eat dumplings?"

Is this considered a rehearsal?

Before winter officially arrived, Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru officially moved downstairs. The downstairs was very spacious and new furniture was added. The two men's long legs, which had nowhere to go, could finally stop suffering.

Even the four fish living in two separate rooms can see their two neighbors living in another bathtub from a distance of twenty centimeters.

The upstairs room was cleaned up and turned into the children's room, so if they come over, they can stay there.

However, as of now, no one has actually lived here.

The two of them were sitting on the sofa playing games on the weekend. Xia Yujie asked Gojo Satoru, "Didn't you say that Hui and Tsumiki would come to play at home? Why didn't anyone come?"

Gojo Satoru: "The children are getting older and more disobedient. Kei said she wanted to go hiking with Yuhito and Junpei. Tsu Miki joined a school club. She didn't have many friends here after transferring, so she wanted to spend more time with them on weekends."

"Ah, that's it."

Gojo Satoru stole a moment's leisure to glance at Geto Suguru and asked him, "Why didn't Mimiko and Nanako come? Didn't we say you can eat all you want cake? What's wrong? Don't they like it anymore?"

Geto Suguru glanced at the refrigerator. Now, as long as he opened the fresh-keeping layer, he could see the desserts of various flavors that Gojo Satoru had secretly bought.

"Kugisaki-san wanted to go shopping. They both and Maki were invited, but they said they didn't have time to come here."

As they said this, the two of them sighed at the same time.

Their eyes met, and Gojo Satoru puffed up his cheeks. "Jie, are we being disliked? They don't even want to play with us anymore."

Xia Yujie blinked his narrow, almond-shaped eyes, "It must be because Wu's personality is too annoying. I've told you to be more restrained, but you refused to listen. Now you're hated, and you've even implicated me."

Gojo Satoru: "How could I have that?!"

Xia Yujie muttered, "I even learned a new dish and wanted to make it for them..."

Gojo Satoru couldn't bear to see Geto Suguru suffer any injustice, so he decided that when he saw those kids at school on Monday, he would pull them over and give them a beating to let them know that they have to listen to adults and give face.

However, such things are just thoughts. If the children are really taught a lesson, will Geto Suguru run away from home and never come back?

After all, Geto Suguru is well-known for loving his children. Doing something like this in his forbidden zone will definitely not end well.

Winter goes and spring comes, and in the blink of an eye, the year has passed.

With the help of Yuji, the radar, the high school collected several more of Sukuna's fingers one after another, and was getting closer and closer to collecting all twenty fingers.

Without the noose and the four cursed spirits of natural disasters, the Shibuya Incident and the Death Return did not happen again. Sukuna would occasionally occupy Itadori's body, but with only the strength of one finger, he could not make any waves.

The Curse King was very dissatisfied with this. He claimed to be the strongest, but he was controlled by a little devil. It was so embarrassing to tell others about it.

Gojo Satoru didn't know how long it would take to collect all twenty fingers, but he knew he had plenty of time to wait. Even after he left this world, there would be successors who could inherit his legacy and continue to complete this "unfinished task."