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

No, there is no if in this world. Even if something like rebirth happened to him rarely, the conditions would have been different.

The twenty-year-old Gojo Satoru has no memory of those ten years, nor does he have a close friend who became a curse master. He has none of these bad memories.

He clenched his hand and held the note paper tightly in his palm. When he thought that this was a note written by Gojo Satoru himself, Xia Yujie carefully let go of his hand.

He smoothed the note and placed it in the drawer of the bedside table very carefully.

Living a new life, Geto Suguru, who wants to face his feelings again, cherishes everything related to Gojo Satoru, even a piece of paper he wrote casually.

If he no longer takes that old path in this life, will the person he truly wants to keep stay by his side?

He finally understood that he was not a god or Buddha, and did not have the ability to save all living beings. Whether it was the happiness of ordinary people or the paradise of sorcerers, what did these have to do with him?

After his rebirth, Geto Suguru no longer wanted to care about these things. In this life, he wanted to live as he pleased.

This was the first time since moving here that Geto Suguru hummed a song while washing and making breakfast.

Milk, two slices of toast with blueberry jam, and a few cherry tomatoes left over from last night—that's a simple breakfast.

When he took the milk out of the refrigerator, he took a closer look. In fact, he knew without looking that there was nothing in the refrigerator except some soda water and boxed milk.

Because before this, Geto Suguru had no habit of storing vegetables and meat, so there would be no onions or meat, and the ingredients needed to make curry rice had to be prepared separately.

However, he was quite happy. The cold light from the refrigerator illuminated a smiling face full of anticipation.

He simply ate two slices of toast, and before going out, he casually tied his long hair into a small bun, no longer letting it hang loose as usual. He was wearing a black suit. Geto Suguru looked at himself in the half-length mirror again and again, and finally smiled a little shyly.

"Is it younger, like seventeen or eighteen?"

The behavior was childish, but Geto couldn't help but do it.

He locked the door and went downstairs with light steps.

The sun rises and emerges from between the buildings. Facing the morning sun, Geto Suguru is thinking about the ingredients needed for dinner.

"Curry, potatoes, carrots. For meat, would you choose chicken or beef?"

"Ah, let's choose chicken. Wu likes it lighter."

"Chicken curry rice, I haven't made it in a while. Well, I'll look it up online before I get off work and see the steps..."

Having made curry rice countless times, this day he was worried about his cooking skills for the first time and wanted to check them.

laugh.

It takes about half an hour to take the subway to get to work. Usually, this half hour is very difficult for Geto Suguru. He has to sit among a group of monkeys. On his left, right and front, he sees tired-looking office workers everywhere.

They would not lock their eyes on his face, nor would they notice him in the crowd, but just being in the same carriage with them, smelling all the various scents that belonged to humans, made him feel very painful.

In the past, he would carry perfume with him and spray it every time he met an ordinary person. After his rebirth, he still had this habit. The first thing he did after getting his salary was to go to the counter and buy a bottle of expensive perfume.

The lingering woody scent could cover up the smell of the monkeys, so he wouldn't be too sad.

Compared with the past, today's half an hour seemed less unbearable. Next to him sat a mother holding a baby. The child, who was less than two years old and at the age of sucking his fingers, suddenly stretched out his chubby little hand and grabbed Geto's hair on his forehead when no one was paying attention.

At that time, the little guy's mother was frightened. After she came to her senses, she quickly pried the child's hands apart and kept apologizing to him.

If this had happened in the past, he would have been disgusted, but not today.

The light shone on their faces. Xia Yujie looked at the baby's chubby cheeks and smiled at him for the first time.

He was in a very good mood and didn't feel tired even though he didn't get much sleep. Even when the annoying monkey grabbed his unchanging bangs, he could still laugh sincerely.

The baby seemed to like him very much. Seeing that he was not angry, he grinned at him, revealing his rice-like teeth, which was very cute.

At the next stop, the mother and son got off the bus. Xia Yujie took a deep breath and felt very strange.

He turned his head to look at the window, and his face was reflected in the dark window. It was not cold, nor numb. There was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and his expression was a little gentle.

These are not the masks he has always worn, these are not what he pretends to be.

He thought again of the note that was posted on the door that morning, and the big-headed stick figure that Gojo Satoru had drawn of himself on it.

Xia Yujie couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and felt a faint sense of anticipation in his heart.

As usual, the job is to give lectures to students and train different lecturers for different companies. This is actually a very exhausting job.

You need to remember the information of each company, adjust the lecture content according to the actual situation of the company, and teach the "students" sent by the company in a simple and easy-to-understand way so that they can have good eloquence and good methods to sell their company's products.

To put it simply, it is to teach employees from different companies how to become an excellent salesperson.

Geto Xiayou often has to prepare two sets of teaching documents for different companies every week. He has no assistants to help him do this, and he has to do it all by himself.

Fortunately, when he was the leader of Panxing Sect who persuaded people to invest, he gave many speeches and knew how to say different things to different people. He knew this very well.

He was not such a person at the beginning, but later he became such a person, all because of the situation.

Today I only have a two-hour class in the morning, which is also the last class I will give to the employees of that company. I will go to lunch after class. After lunch, I can prepare the lecture content for training employees of another company tomorrow in the office.

The firm he works for is not very big, there are not many lecturers and not many clients, which creates a strange fit: every lecturer has something to do, but they are not too busy, and they don't have any extra free time either, which is just right.

Three o'clock is tea time, and he and another female colleague are the only ones left in the office preparing lesson materials.

As usual, her female colleague Rinko would ask Takeshi Takeshi if she needed a cup of coffee before buying it. In the past, Takeshi Takeshi always declined, but to her surprise today, Takeshi Takeshi actually asked her to help bring a cup.

Rinko stood in her seat and stared at Geto Suguru for a long time. Geto Suguru's seat was right opposite her. When she realized that the other party had not moved and was just standing there looking at her, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yujie smiled at her and asked.

When he asked this, Rinko immediately shook her head. She smiled and said, as if it was unexpected, "This is the first time that Teacher Geto asked me to bring coffee."