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

In the dark room, two people lay there looking at the ceiling above their heads.

Geto Suguru received a message from the office on his mobile phone that due to the typhoon and heavy rain, they would be temporarily closed for three days.

Upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru was even happier than Geto. "That's great, Mr. Geto. You should stay home on rainy days. Going to work in this kind of weather is inhumane."

Geto Xiayou smiled and said, "That's what I mean."

Gojo Satoru put his cell phone next to his pillow, and Geto Suguru reminded him that it might accidentally fall under the bed after he fell asleep.

Gojo Satoru didn't care about that. He said, "I'm waiting for Principal Ye Moth's call to tell me to take the day off. It's so awful weather, can't he just be a human being and tell me to take the day off tomorrow?"

Xia Yujie laughed again and asked him, "Are all high school teachers so busy?"

Gojo Satoru hummed, resting his head on his arm, and explained, "The job of a sorcerer is quite special. There are only a handful of sorcerers combined."

"That's it..."

"Not many people can control the cursed energy within their bodies well, and not many people have the cursed energy and the cursed energy engraved in their bodies from the moment they are born. Some people have cursed energy and the cursed energy, but are unwilling to work as a cursed sorcerer, just like you, Mr. Getabu."

Before this, the two of them had only briefly talked about sorcerers. At that time, it was when Gojo Satoru confessed to him that he was a high-school sorcerer, but Geto Suguru had never said that he had any techniques.

He deliberately didn't say it, and Gojo Satoru never asked.

Now it seems that the six eyes are still the same six eyes, and he can see a magician clearly just by relying on these eyes.

Geto Suguru did not refute, nor did he need to refute. In front of those eyes, all refutations and concealments were in vain.

"Yes, I don't think I'm suitable to be a sorcerer." He admitted.

Gojo Satoru sighed. He didn't think what Geto Suguru said was right.

"In my opinion, Mr. Getsu's technique is very special. It is a natural counter to the existence of curse spirits. It would be a pity if he didn't become a curse sorcerer."

Is it a pity?

Geto Suguru laughed silently, laughing at Gojo Satoru beside him who said such things without knowing anything.

If Gojo Satoru knew what the last thing he would do before he died, he probably wouldn't say that, right?

I possess the ability to manipulate cursed spirits, but I use this skill to do so many bad things in the universal sense.

Gojo Satoru should be thankful that he did not continue to engage in things related to the world of sorcery after his rebirth. Otherwise, Geto Suguru could not say what uncontrollable things he would do when he reached a dead end.

However, he was not the Gojo Satoru he was familiar with, not his classmate of three years, his lifelong best friend, and his lifelong enemy.

There was no way Geto Suguru would tell him those things.

However, darkness always makes people ignore many real problems. For example, at some point, it will make them have the illusion that the person in front of them is their best friend.

Because Gojo Satoru was lying next to him, and because he knew he didn't have to endure the long night alone, Geto Suguru felt much more relaxed, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed.

He lay relaxedly on the inside, and this time, the distance between him and Gojo Satoru was reduced from 30 centimeters a few days ago to only 2 centimeters.

"Are you sleepy?" After not hearing Geto Suguru's voice for a long time, Gojo Satoru turned to look at him.

Geto Suguru looked at the dark ceiling calmly and gently, his voice was like a hungry kitten, a little hoarse and without much strength.

"Not sleepy," he said. "How about you?"

Gojo Satoru felt a little sleepy, but he shook his head stubbornly, saying, "I'm not sleepy either."

"But don't you have to go to work tomorrow? If you don't go to bed early, won't you be tired?"

"No," Gojo Satoru answered simply, "I'm full of energy, and only needing to sleep for a few hours a day is enough. Mr. Getsu, let's chat."

Geto Xiayou smiled weakly. It felt pretty good to have someone around to chat when he couldn't sleep.

In fact, the two of them didn't have much to talk about. They had talked a lot about each other from the time they could remember until before entering junior college ten years ago.

As someone who grew up in an ordinary family, there is not much to elaborate on in the life of Geto Suguru. His growth trajectory was exactly the same as that of other children until he entered the Jujutsu High School.

This growth path is similar for anyone picked up from the street. There is not much to say about Geto Suguru, and he can summarize it in just a few words.

Gojo Satoru was unwilling to be lonely, so he told his story to Geto Suguru.

Geto Suguru listened quietly and actually learned a lot from this Gojo Satoru that he had never heard from that Gojo Satoru before.

This Gojo Satoru perfectly avoided everything that Gojo Satoru had told him, and everything he said was something he had never heard before.

Those little stories that Geto Suguru thought were familiar to him, and he had heard them countless times from Gojo Satoru, but the Gojo Satoru next to him didn't tell any of them.

He smiled and talked about his experience as a child when no one wanted to play with him, so he went to the mountains to catch rabbits by himself. He said that he didn't catch any rabbits, but he saw very beautiful berries.

Because he thought it would taste good, he picked a lot and hid it in the mountains and ate it all. However, because it contained toxins and he ate too much, he was poisoned and was sent to the hospital.

"I didn't dare tell them that I was poisoned by sneaking into the mountains and eating berries. When they asked me what happened, I said that the poison affected my brain and I didn't remember anything."

"and then?"

"Then the Great Elder thought that someone in my family wanted to harm me, and he investigated for a long time."

"Why is this happening? Didn't Wu come out to explain?"

Gojo Satoru curled his lips and answered truthfully, "No, because someone from my family really wants to kill me."

"what?"

Gojo Satoru turned sideways and looked at Geto Suguru with a smug smile. He said, "You know, it's impossible for two pairs of Six Eyes to be born at the same time. Only when one pair of Six Eyes disappears will the Gojo family have a chance to give birth to another pair of Six Eyes."

"So what?" Geto Suguru still didn't quite understand.

Gojo Satoru, bored, reached out his hand to play with the bangs on Geto Suguru's left forehead, and first gave a definition of Geto Suguru.

"Mr. Getabu still doesn't quite understand the shameful things that happen in this old-fashioned, conservative family."

Geto Suguru remained silent. He was born in an ordinary family with no background. His parents told him that he was the only sorcerer in their family for generations.

Born in an ordinary family, he had never really come into contact with the core of the ancient big family. He didn't know the thoughts of many people in the big family. Even after he became the leader, he was unwilling and unnecessary to distract himself to study these things.

After all, those who were willing to associate with him at that time were not good people themselves. They were bad people, but they were bad in an open and honest way, without even having to pretend to be good people.