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

The living room in the Kinomoto family home was very clean and cozy. The afternoon sun streamed in through the glass windows, and the whole house was filled with a faint, sweet aroma of baking.

The tea set was already neatly arranged on the coffee table, and there were even a few fresh flowers with water droplets in the small vase next to it. It was clear that this was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather a thoughtful arrangement made in advance.

Sumi Kikawa glanced at the setup on the table, her gaze softening further: "Sakura, you didn't start preparing this days ago, did you?"

"Well, it hasn't been that many days," Sakura instinctively retorted, but her voice trailed off as she spoke, "I was just thinking... if Brother Kikawa comes, I should at least treat him to something delicious..."

Tomoyo, without any mercy, gently exposed her: "Actually, Sakura has been agonizing for three days now about which kind of sweet to make for Kikawa-kun."

"Tomoyo—!" Sakura blushed and rushed over to cover her best friend's mouth.

Tomoyo chuckled and dodged to the side, and the two girls immediately started making a ruckus.

Gojo Satoru sat down on the sofa next to Kikawa Sumi, watching the two little girls playfully fighting with great interest.

He tilted his head slightly, leaned close to Sumi Kichikawa's ear, and chuckled softly in a low voice, "They are such adorable children."

"Hmm." Sumi Kikawa's gaze fell on Sakura and Tomoyo, her voice carrying a faint smile. "They are both very good children."

Sakura, with her sharp ears, caught the second half of Sumi Kikawa's sentence, and her blush deepened.

As if to hide her shyness, she turned around in a flash and ran to the kitchen in her slippers.

"I'll go get some snacks!"

"Watch your step, don't run too fast," Kikawa Sumi habitually instructed in the manner of an elder.

"Okay—!" came Sakura's energetic response from the kitchen.

Not long after, Sakura came out carrying a wooden tray.

Several small cakes were neatly arranged on the tray, with soft cream topped with carefully cut strawberries in the shape of hearts, looking so exquisite that one almost didn't want to eat them.

Gojo Satoru's gaze was instantly fixed on the desserts.

Tomoyo stepped forward with perfect understanding and helped Sakura place the brewed black tea in front of the guests one by one.

After finishing her tasks, Sakura sat down obediently at the table. She placed her hands neatly on her knees, looked at Susumu Kichikawa, and said with a touch of wistfulness, "Kichikawa-nii, it's been such a long time since you've come."

A hint of apology flickered in Kikawa Sumi's eyes as she gently explained, "I'm sorry. Some things have indeed happened recently, and I haven't been able to find the right time to come over."

"Brother Qichuan, you don't need to apologize to me." Sakura shook her head earnestly. "Everyone has their own things to do. As long as we know that Brother Qichuan is doing well and hasn't encountered any danger, we're relieved."

As she said this, her big eyes darted around, and she couldn't help but steal a glance at Gojo Satoru sitting next to Kikawa Sumi.

Kikawa Sumi keenly noticed her subtle movement, and followed her gaze, turning her head to look at Gojo Satoru.

At this moment, Gojo Satoru was resting his chin on one hand, looking very relaxed, while his other hand was casually placed on the side of Sumi Kikawa.

Despite being in a completely unfamiliar world and facing strangers, he showed no sign of awkwardness or defensiveness.

Noticing Sumire Kikawa's gaze, he immediately turned his head, his beautiful azure eyes crinkling into a bright smile at his lover.

Tomoyo observed their interaction, her gaze sweeping over them before she spoke meaningfully, "But it seems that Kikawa-kun has encountered some good things recently, hasn't he?"

Kikawa Sumire was slightly taken aback, somewhat confused: "Why do you say that?"

"Because, Kikawa-kun looks a little different now than before."

Chiyo's voice was soft yet resolute.

She paused for a moment, her gaze naturally falling on the two of them wearing identical coats, one black and one white, her eyes sparkling with a clever and kind smile.

"And the two of you are dressed very well together today."

Only after her reminder did Sakura belatedly notice the two matching outfits, her emerald green eyes immediately lighting up: "Wow! It really is! They're exactly the same!"

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and tugged at the collar of his trench coat. Far from being embarrassed, he nodded frankly and proudly, admitting, "You have good taste. They are indeed the same."

Sakura couldn't help but exclaim, "Those two must have a really great relationship!"

Upon hearing this simple exclamation, Sumire Kichikawa and Satoru Gojo turned their heads simultaneously, exchanged a smile, and understood everything without saying a word.

Compared to Sakura's bewilderment, Tomoyo smiled and steered the conversation to the core question: "So, Mr. Gojo, is he the same gentleman that Kikawa-kun was so concerned about before?"

Upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru immediately turned his head slightly, his gaze fixed intently on the person beside him.

Sumire Kichikawa clearly hadn't expected Tomoyo to ask such a direct question.

He subconsciously raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose somewhat awkwardly, his ears subtly flushed with a noticeable blush.

However, he did not shy away from the question.

After a brief moment of awkward silence, Sumi Kichikawa lowered her hand.

He met the expectant gazes of the two little girls and nodded with a frank and serious expression.

Yes, it's him.

As he spoke, he naturally reached out and covered Gojo Satoru's hand, which was resting to the side, with his warm palm. Then, he squeezed his finger bones in one by one and intertwined his ten fingers tightly with Gojo's.

"Wu is the most important person to me right now."

Feeling the strength and warmth from his fingertips, Gojo Satoru's smile, which had been somewhat nonchalant and amused, softened completely without him realizing it.

He didn't speak, but instead took the initiative to tighten his grip on Sumi Kichikawa's hand.

Seeing this scene, Sakura and Tomoyo exchanged a knowing glance.

The next moment, genuine smiles of joy bloomed on both girls' faces.

"That's wonderful!" Sakura was so excited she almost jumped up. "Congratulations, Kikawa-nii! And congratulations, Gojo-san!"

"Yes." Tomoyo's voice was still gentle, but her eyes shone with undisguised joy. "We are truly happy for Kikawa-kun to hear this good news with our own ears."

Looking at the two little girls' sincere smiles, Gojo Satoru blinked slightly, then smiled along with them.

"Thanks."

He put aside all his nonchalance and solemnly and earnestly accepted this purest blessing from another world.

"I'm also very happy to see you all here."