Ms. Gojo thought she was dating an ordinary person's boyfriend.

When Sumire Kichikawa opened her eyes, her mind went blank for a moment.

The moment reason returned, last night's memories flashed through my mind like a replay, playing clearly in my head.

"I might not be a normal person."

"I am not a normal lover, I am not even a normal human being."

Kikawa Sumi suddenly closed her eyes, buried most of her face in the soft pillow, her Adam's apple bobbing up and down as she let out a sigh of frustration.

awkward.

It's so embarrassing.

Although he didn't reveal everything about the "Task Takers'" trump cards and the system, his words last night were like tearing away a corner of his perfect disguise, revealing his most vulnerable and darkest secret.

Because she didn't know how Gojo Satoru would view her after learning all this and seeing her acting so strangely, Sumi Kizawa felt a rare sense of panic.

He subconsciously reached out and touched the side.

Only then did I realize that the bed next to me was empty and had already cooled down.

Gojo Satoru was not by his side.

Upon realizing this, Sumire Kikawa's tense shoulders relaxed slightly. Although a faint sense of disappointment flashed through her mind, she felt mostly relieved and secretly pleased.

Thank goodness, at least I don't have to face Wu the moment I open my eyes.

After all, he needs some time to build up his psychological defenses.

Sumi Kichikawa slowly got up and went into the bathroom to brush her teeth.

The cool water splashed on his face finally brought down the heat on his face a little.

Just as he finished washing up and was wiping his face with a towel, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening from the entrance hall.

Sumire Kawakawa paused in wiping her face and peeked out.

Looking up, I saw Gojo Satoru, dressed in a black turtleneck uniform and wearing an eye patch, walking in from outside carrying two plastic bags with the restaurant's logo on them.

Seemingly having heard the noise from the bathroom, Gojo Satoru turned around, ripped off his eye mask, and casually hung it on the coat hook in the entryway.

Those pale blue eyes precisely caught Kikawa Sumi's gaze. Then, he held up the still-steaming plastic bag in his hand and shook it with a smile:

"Good morning, Xiaocheng! Are you awake? You slept very soundly last night. I've already finished my morning classes at school and am back!"

"...Good morning." Sumire Kichikawa touched her nose somewhat awkwardly, her eyes darting away slightly, not daring to look into Satoru Gojo's clear eyes.

Gojo Satoru took in his awkwardness and a knowing smile crept onto his lips.

He carried the breakfast straight to the table, taking out the steamed buns and hot porridge one by one and arranging them: "Since you're already up, come and have breakfast. I queued for ages to get this."

The aroma of food quickly filled the dining room, washing away the slight awkwardness of the morning.

The two sat facing each other and, as usual, chatted about their day's itinerary at the dinner table.

"Is Satoru finished with his work for today?" Sumire Kichikawa asked tentatively, taking a sip of her porridge.

Gojo Satoru, resting his chin on his hand, looked at him and drawled, "Not yet~"

He seemed to suddenly recall how Kikawa Sumi had racked her brains to "play dumb" and conceal her identity last night, and a wicked glint flashed in his eyes. He deliberately continued to act in the persona that Kikawa Sumi most wanted to maintain:

"Xiao Cheng knows that I'm very busy with work, after all..."

Kikawa Sumi's fingers suddenly stiffened, and her heart jumped into her throat.

After all what?

Is Wu finally going to break through this incredibly thin barrier?

Kikawa Sumi held her breath slightly.

As a result, Gojo Satoru's eyes crinkled into a perfect, innocent smile:

"After all, I'm both a responsible physical education teacher and the person in charge of the first-year students. Those little devils in the school can't do without me."

"..."

Kikawa Sumi's stiff back instantly relaxed, and he silently breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Wu is still willing to continue this game of playing the role of an ordinary teacher with him.

He hurried down the steps, saying, "Yes, it's really tough."

Seeing his relieved expression, Gojo Satoru almost burst out laughing.

He casually picked up a small steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, asking indistinctly, "What about Xiao Cheng? Is she going to stay home and rest today?"

"No, thank you." Sumi Kichikawa shook her head. "I'm going to check on Shunpei later. Although things have been temporarily put on hold, I'm still a little worried about him and his mother."

Gojo Satoru nodded in agreement.

Just as Sumi Kikawa thought the conversation about the itinerary was safely over and was about to lower her head to drink her porridge, Satoru Gojo across from her suddenly leaned forward, getting closer, and asked in an innocent tone:

"But since we're going to see Shunping, why not just ask Mr. Cheol to go?"

"Cough...cough cough cough!"

Caught off guard, Kikawa Sumi choked on a mouthful of porridge, coughing violently until tears welled up in her eyes.

"Hey, drink slowly." Gojo Satoru quickly stood up, went behind Sumi Kikawa, and patted his back, his tone full of amusement.

Why are you so nervous? I was just joking!

After finally catching her breath, Sumire Kikkawa turned her head with slightly red eyes and called out with a hint of helplessness, "...Satoru."

Seeing his beloved's pleading look, Gojo Satoru finally had a change of heart.

He abandoned his teasing intentions, gently stroked the back of Kikawa Sumi's head, and smiled, "Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Just eat in peace."

After dinner, the two went out together.

Sumire Kikkawa drove Satoru Gojo to his destination. Before getting out of the car, Satoru turned around, looked at Sumire Kikkawa, and casually asked, "Do you need me to find someone to go with you?"

"No need." Sumire Kichikawa shook her head and smiled gently. "There's no need to trouble others with such a small matter."

Gojo nodded and opened the car door.

But before leaving, he couldn't help but turn back and wink at Sumire, his tone meaningful: "If you encounter anything upsetting outside today, you absolutely mustn't let 'Mr. Che' out again, okay?"

Sikawa Cheng: "..."

Seeing the instant freeze on Sumire's expression, Gojo Satoru let out a burst of delighted laughter, slammed the car door shut, and walked toward the black sedan.

Kikawa Sumi let out a long sigh and pinched the bridge of her nose.

He felt as if he had personally handed over a huge piece of leverage to Gojo Satoru last night.

Given his partner's wicked sense of humor, he'll probably use Che's story to tease him for at least half a year.

But recalling Gojo Satoru's bright and sly smile just now, Sumi Kizawa couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips into a smile.

Even though I was teased, it was really cute.

Feeling hopeless, Sumi Kichikawa shook her head helplessly and drove to Junpei Yoshino's house.

Half an hour later, Sumi Kichikawa knocked on the door of the Yoshinoya residence.

The door was opened quickly, and when Yoshino Junpei saw that the person standing outside was Sumi Kichikawa, his previously tense face instantly lit up with obvious surprise.

"Mr. Sikawa!"