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

Touya remained silent.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly as his gaze swept over the two people's brightly colored matching outfits and then over the intimate atmosphere between them, so thick that even the air seemed to suffocate. His eyebrows rose little by little.

Yukito Tsukishiro, who was following behind him, had also changed his shoes.

He first reached out and ruffled Sakura's hair before looking towards the living room: "So it's Mr. Kikawa. Long time no see."

"Long time no see, Yukito," Sumi Kichikawa replied.

As soon as she finished speaking, Yukito's gaze naturally drifted towards the plate of strawberry cake with only two pieces left on the coffee table.

Sakura, always perceptive of Yukito's feelings, immediately raised her hand: "There are plenty more in the kitchen! Yukito-nii, please have a seat, I'll go get them right now!"

"Really?" Yukito's eyes lit up instantly, and his smile became even brighter. "Then I'll have to trouble Sakura."

"It's not troublesome at all!"

Watching Sakura sweep into the kitchen like a happy little whirlwind, Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and looked at Yukito with great interest.

Oh—so this is the man who can devour more than a dozen puddings at once.

He looks thin, but I didn't expect him to have such a big appetite.

Seemingly sensing the intense gaze, Yukito turned her head and asked gently, "And who is this?"

Just as Sumire Kawakawa was about to speak, Satoru Gojo had already stood up quite consciously.

He was already tall and slender, and when he stood up straight, he was a head taller than Touya and Yukito.

"Nice to meet you, I am Satoru Gojo."

As he spoke, he naturally moved closer to Sumi Kichikawa, his shoulder lightly touching hers, his tone frank and proud: "I am Sumi's lover."

Touya's gaze swept across Sumi Kikawa in a flash.

Yukito blinked, quickly realizing what was happening, and his smile became even more genuine: "I see. Nice to meet you, Mr. Gojo."

He glanced at Sumire Kichikawa, then at Satoru Gojo, and said in a gentle voice, "Congratulations to you both."

"Thank you~" Gojo Satoru replied with particular ease.

Touya remained silent.

Meeting his slightly probing gaze, Kikawa Sumi nodded frankly and added, "Yes, I brought Satoru here specifically to meet you."

"Deliberately?" Touya rolled the two words on the tip of his tongue, his scrutinizing gaze intensifying.

Gojo Satoru not only didn't feel offended, but also found this protective attitude quite interesting, and looked back with great interest.

The two tall men stared at each other silently for a few seconds.

In the end, it was Touya who first looked away.

He walked over, placed the supermarket paper bag he was carrying on the table, and casually tossed out a sentence: "So, the person who makes Qichuan come here every few days to get candy is you?"

Gojo Satoru was taken aback for a moment.

Sumire Kawakawa was somewhat surprised: "You even know that?"

"That monster in my house keeps nagging in my ear all day long, it's hard for me to pretend I don't hear it."

"Brother! Don't call me a monster!" Sakura's angry protest immediately came from the kitchen.

Touya retorted without batting an eye, "Your ears are more sensitive than a monster's."

"I heard everything!!"

Yukito couldn't help but burst out laughing. Tomoyo also smiled, her eyes crinkling, and gently covered the corner of her lips with the back of her hand.

Gojo Satoru watched the interaction between the brother and sister with even greater interest in his eyes.

He looked at Touya: "So, you knew about my existence a long time ago?"

"I only know that such a person exists." Touya glanced at him and slowly added, "I also know that someone spent most of the day carefully selecting a bag of candy for him in the living room."

Sikawa Cheng: "..."

Gojo Satoru's lips curved upwards uncontrollably, the curve widening and widening.

He turned his head, leaned close to Kikawa Sumi's ear, and deliberately dragged out his words, calling out in a sticky, whiny tone, "Sumi—".

Kikawa Sumi's eyelids twitched. Without even looking, she knew what kind of mischief this person was up to, and decisively interrupted, "Don't ask."

"Huh? But I haven't asked anything yet."

"You're not allowed to bring the video home either."

Gojo Satoru's eyes darted around, and he decisively looked past him at Tomoyo: "Tomoyo, could you burn a disc of that video for me to take with me?"

Tomoyo smiled gently and cooperatively: "Of course."

Sumi Kichikawa closed her eyes in despair.

Touya took in the whole scene, and the hidden wariness between his brows finally completely disappeared.

Having known each other for so long, this white-haired man is the first one to have managed to elicit such a helpless yet indulgent expression from the usually composed and steady Kikawa Sumi.

Just then, Sakura ran out of the kitchen carrying a tray full of strawberry cakes. Looking at the strange atmosphere among the group, she blinked blankly and asked, "What are you all talking about?"

"Sakura," Tomoyo walked over and took the tray from her, explaining with a smile, "We're discussing making a video of Mr. Gojo watching Kikawa pick out candy."

"Do you really want to make a copy?" Sakura glanced at Sumi Kikawa, who looked utterly dejected, then at Satoru Gojo, whose eyes were shining brightly. After hesitating for two seconds, she couldn't resist her honest nature.

"Actually... we don't just have videos about picking out candy, we have many other videos too..."

"Sakura," Sumi Kikawa tried to salvage the situation.

However, it was too late.

Gojo Satoru's eyes instantly lit up like searchlights: "There's more?!"

Sakura suddenly realized that she might have betrayed her brother, Kikawa, and quickly covered her mouth.

Tomoyo chimed in lightly, "Yes, I've also captured quite a few memorable moments when Kikawa-kun came here before."

"That was fantastic!" Gojo Satoru exclaimed with satisfaction and deep emotion. "It seems like coming here today was definitely the right decision."

Kikawa Sumi turned her head to look at the undisguised joy in his eyes.

The initial embarrassment and helplessness at having one's secret exposed in public melted away under this person's bright gaze, turning into a sigh of indulgence.

He raised his hand and gently brushed aside the silver hair that was slightly obscuring Gojo Satoru's eyes from his forehead, his voice unusually gentle: "Yes, whatever makes you happy."

Touya watched this scene quietly without saying anything more.

Meanwhile, Yukito, under Sakura's sparkling gaze, contentedly swallowed his first bite of strawberry cake.

Hearing Sumi Kichikawa's words, he looked up, his eyes crinkling with a gentle sigh, "Mr. Kichikawa seems truly happy right now."

Sumire Kikkawa paused slightly.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Gojo Satoru sitting next to him.

Gojo Satoru was tilting his head to look at him. In those azure eyes that had always looked down on everything, the bright and warm light of the Kinomoto family's house was now clearly reflected, as was his figure, which was no longer empty and was now imbued with the warmth of human life.

Sumi Kikawa hooked her fingers in Satoru Gojo's palm, then the other man gripped her hand tightly.

"Um."

He didn't deny it, nor did he habitually swallow all his deep emotions into silence as he had done in countless worlds before. He looked at Gojo Satoru, his eyes filled with a gentle, peaceful light.

"I am very happy."