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

It was a rare opportunity for both of them to rest. After breakfast and throwing the dirty clothes into the washing machine, Geto Xia took the small hoe and shovel he bought last time and went to the yard downstairs.

He planned to live here permanently, so he wanted to tidy up the yard as much as possible.

Now, except for the path paved with red bricks, the rest of the place is covered with deep grass. The heavy rain some time ago provided the grass with sufficient water, causing it to grow wildly for a time.

The grass grew to their knees, and if left alone, it would probably grow to their waists by autumn.

"Weeding is no easy task. Are you sure you don't need to hire a professional weed removal company?"

Standing beside the red brick path, Geto Suguru was tying up his long hair with a hairband. When working, one should look like a worker. Not only is it hot but it is also inconvenient to let his hair down.

It is a cloudy day today, with no direct sunlight, which is suitable for outdoor activities.

After tying his hair, Geto carefully bent down to pick up the hoe and said to Gojo Satoru, "Some money is unnecessary to spend. Save it if you can. This is how ordinary people live."

"But your body..." Gojo Satoru didn't say anything else, but walked to Geto Suguru and took the hoe from Geto Suguru's hand.

Xia Yujie looked at him puzzledly and reminded him, "You can use a shovel. These are the only two tools you have. Speaking of which, next time you go to Takeshita Road, it would be better to buy a few more tools."

"Just stand aside and watch. I'll handle this."

"Huh?" Geto Suguru thought he had misheard, but Gojo Satoru seemed quite serious. After taking the hoe, he started from this position and concentrated on weeding.

Geto Suguru felt that he couldn't just sit there and do nothing, so he wanted to pick up the shovel, but he was still a step too slow. Before his hand could touch the shovel, Gojo Satoru took it away first.

The most exaggerated thing was that Gojo Satoru used a technique to suck the shovel over from a distance, leaving Geto Suguru stunned by his actions.

"I've already told you that all you need to do is stay by my side and talk to me. It's just a bunch of weeds, I'll clear them out quickly."

Xia Yujie glanced at the path leading to the backyard on the side of the two-story building. He pointed and said to Gojo Satoru, "There's a backyard too."

His hands, which were weeding, paused. Gojo Satoru was speechless, but he still said stubbornly, "That doesn't matter. I'm the strongest."

Geto Suguru helplessly watched the eldest son of the Gojo family, who had never done any housework, squatting on the ground weeding like a professional gardener.

The sun was hidden in the clouds, but without wind the temperature was still high.

Sweat came out from Gojo Satoru's forehead and face, and the tiny beads of sweat finally gathered into large drops. Gravity dictated that they would eventually slide down his face, fall into his clothes, or fall onto the ground.

Geto Suguru couldn't stand it anymore. He just couldn't bear to see Gojo Satoru suffer. If Gojo Satoru was always lazy and cheating when he was with him, it was not only because he had never done any work, but also because he was spoiled by him unconsciously.

Geto Suguru felt as if he was being PUAed in disguise by Gojo Satoru, and he was willing to do so.

He was very annoyed, walked over, grabbed the back of Gojo Satoru's collar, and lifted him up from the ground like a kitten.

Gojo Satoru was still struggling with a piece of grass rooted in the ground, and had not expected that the silent Geto Suguru would suddenly take action.

"Whoa, Jay, what are you doing?"

Geto Suguru carried the man to a small red brick path on the side, and took the hoe from Gojo Satoru's hand.

"Don't do it anymore. Forget it. Just leave it at that. You finally got back and finally have two days to spare. Don't waste such precious time on things like this."

Because it was very hot and stuffy, Gojo Satoru's face was red with sweat. He looked at Geto Suguru, whose expression was very serious, without any intention of joking at all.

He smiled and wanted to pull Geto Suguru's hand, but he pulled it back in disappointment because his hands were covered with grass juice and mud.

"But you don't like having so many weeds, do you?"

"I don't like it because..." The words were on the tip of his tongue, but it was not so easy for Geto Suguru to say it.

Because this is where he and Gojo Satoru live, he wants to treat this place as his home. Since it is his home, he doesn't want the yard to be overgrown with weeds and look like an abandoned house.

His and Gojo Satoru's home should be the same as other normal families' homes.

Geto Suguru was embarrassed to say such things to Gojo Satoru. He was always awkward and stubborn about some minor details, which even he himself could not correct.

Geto Suguru sighed slightly and helped Gojo Satoru remove the grass leaves stuck to the hem of his T-shirt one by one.

"I don't like it simply because I don't want the yard to look too desolate, like the haunted house where I went exploring with my classmates when I was a kid. That's all."

"...Oh." Gojo Satoru looked around. It was summer and the grass was growing very lush. If there was no sound of people talking in the room, it would probably look like a haunted house in a horror movie that likes to create an atmosphere.

Gojo Satoru laughed and said something nonsensically, "Maybe this is a haunted house, and Jie and I are the ghosts."

Geto Suguru was amused by him and thought, even if it was a ghost, it could only be someone like him who had died once. How could Gojo Satoru become a ghost?

He should live well in the world, continue to be a teacher, and continue to be the strongest. Without this evil curser like himself, the curse world should be peaceful for a long time.

No longer obsessed with this, Geto Suguru took the shovel and hoe in his hands and took Gojo Satoru back to the room.

After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, the two of them stayed in Geto Suguru's bedroom playing games all day.

There is only one handle, but two people can play together. Each person plays one round, and the loser draws on his face with a washable marker.

When it comes to playing games, Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru are about the same level, and each has his wins and losses.

In fact, when he was in high school, Geto Suguru's gaming skills were slightly inferior to Gojo Satoru. If he played with first-year students Nanami and Haibara, he could still cheat and say that the two juniors were holding him back. But once Nanami and Haibara had no time to play and it was just the two of them, Geto Suguru could only accept his fate.

However, after his rebirth, the 20-year-old Gojo Satoru beside him had regressed in gaming skills by more than one level.

Right now, Gojo Satoru was holding the game controller and racing like crazy in the game, controlling the car to fly over a high slope.

Geto Suguru leaned against the bed and watched him play. His eyes, which were originally on the computer screen, unconsciously shifted to Gojo Satoru's face at some point.