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

Touya watched silently as this person's attitude suddenly changed, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

When Gojo Satoru stood up earlier, he knew that the sudden, undeniable presence he felt was definitely not an illusion.

Even though this person later tried to restrain himself, Touya could still sense an almost instinctive danger emanating from him.

—If he wanted to, he could completely control everyone and everything around him in an instant.

Yet this dangerous person, sitting next to Sumi Kichikawa, is now obediently haggling over a bite of cake.

What's even more surprising is that Sumi Kichikawa's demeanor clearly indicated that she was already used to it.

Before long, the desserts on the table were almost all gone.

Yukito took the initiative to stand up and clear the tableware. Seeing his "dessert partner" working, Gojo also stood up with great interest.

"I'll help."

"It's okay, I can handle it myself."

"How can that be?" Gojo Satoru said seriously. "We'll need you to lead the way to find good food, so of course I have to show some sincerity first."

Yukito was amused by him: "Then please have Wu bring the cup in for me."

"Okay, Snow Rabbit."

The two of them carried the plates to the kitchen so familiarly.

Through the door, you could hear Yukito dutifully introducing the remaining pudding in the refrigerator to Gojo Satoru, followed by Gojo Satoru's question, "Can I have another one now?"

Touya sat there, looking towards the kitchen, without saying a word.

Sumi Kikawa stood up, walked to the seat next to Touya, and looked towards the kitchen. Suddenly, she chuckled, "The cake's all gone. Kero's going to be angry later, isn't he?"

Touya didn't even look up, his expression unchanged: "It's because that guy wouldn't come down."

Sumi Kichikawa couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Xiao Ke didn't want to get down.

Ever since Touya and Yukito entered, there have been occasional soft noises coming from Sakura's room on the second floor.

Given the gluttonous nature of that sealed beast, it's probably already scratching the wall in frustration behind the door, but it's holding back from showing itself because the great demon king Touya is sitting downstairs.

Despite knowing full well that Kero was present, Touya insisted on pretending that he hadn't noticed anything.

As a result, Sakura and Kero kept it a secret with great anxiety, thinking they had covered it up perfectly, but in fact, someone had seen everything all along and was just watching the show.

"You..." Sumi Kichikawa shook her head and commented, "Sometimes, you really have a really bad sense of humor."

Touya's lips curled into a smile: "I don't understand what you're saying."

"Yeah?"

"Um."

Sumi Kichikawa didn't expose him any further.

On the other side of the living room, Sakura and Tomoyo were huddled together organizing videotapes. The two girls whispered about which scenes to show Mr. Gojo, exchanging smiles when they got to the parts they liked.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Gojo Satoru and Yukito's conversation continued.

Amidst the lively atmosphere, Touya remained quiet for a moment before suddenly speaking: "I really didn't expect you to like this type of person."

Kikawa Sumi tilted her head slightly to look at him: "Then what kind of person do you think I should like?"

"I originally thought that someone with your personality would be more inclined to a routine, unchanging life." Touya leaned back in his chair, his gaze falling on the kitchen again. "Maybe in the end you'll choose someone who seems more stable to stay with."

"Does Wu seem uneasy?"

"He doesn't look like an ordinary person," Touya replied bluntly.

"He does have his special qualities, but he's just a bit casual on the surface," Sumi Kichikawa said softly. "Deep down, he's actually a very responsible person."

Touya glanced at him: "I didn't say he was bad."

"So what do you want to say?"

"Your lover is just like you," Touya said, staring at him. "Both are extraordinary."

Sumire Kawakawa paused for a moment.

Touya's expression remained unchanged: "The feeling he gives me is similar to when I first met you."

Sumi Kichikawa did not answer immediately.

Those distant memories then surfaced in my mind.

When he first arrived in Tomoeda Town, Touya outwardly treated him as just a polite neighbor, but secretly he was on high alert.

Whenever he gets even slightly close to Sakura, Touya's scrutinizing gaze will always subtly follow him.

Touya continued bluntly, "I've always been able to sense unusual things since I was little. Whether it's danger approaching or not, there's always some kind of warning. But with your appearance, I didn't have the slightest premonition at all."

His tone was surprisingly frank: "Someone with no background, no warning, and whose source of power is completely unknown, suddenly appeared beside Sakura. If you were in that situation, wouldn't you be wary?"

"So during that time, you were actually keeping an eye on me in the dark, weren't you?" Sumi Kikawa said.

"Yeah." Touya admitted it matter-of-factly, "I always felt that you would do something someday."

But the truth is, Sumi Kichikawa did nothing.

He simply lived a law-abiding and routine life.

Aside from bringing gifts to the Kinomoto family during holidays or when passing by, he never actively interfered with Sakura's destined trials.

As they spent their days together in the mundane routine, Touya's initial defenses gradually crumbled away in the gentle flow of their relationship.

After a long silence, Sumi Kikawa suddenly changed the subject: "Touya, I remember you casually mentioned to me before that I... seem to have something attached to me."

Touya lifted his eyelids and looked at him.

"Is that thing still there?" Sumi asked softly.

Touya did not give an answer immediately. His gaze lingered on Sumire Kikawa, as if his eyes could penetrate her skin, confirming some kind of subtle mark that ordinary people could not perceive.

A few seconds later, he looked away: "Although it's very faint, it's still there."

Sumi Kichikawa nodded slightly: "I see."

"Don't you know what that is?"

"I can guess a little bit," Sumi Kikawa said, lowering her long eyelashes, "but I can't be completely sure yet."

Touya frowned, glancing instinctively at the kitchen: "Is it related to that person inside?"

"No," Kikawa Sumi denied decisively. "It existed before I met Satoru. It's just that after I met him, something unexpected happened."

He stopped there and didn't elaborate further.

Touya knew his place and naturally didn't ask any more questions.

Just then, Gojo Satoru's cheerful voice came from the kitchen: "Sumiko—I see there are still a few puddings in the fridge, can I eat them?"

Kikawa Sumi raised her head, and the calm that had just accumulated instantly dissipated.

You can only eat one.

"I'd like two." The bargaining started inside.

"no."

"What if the snow rabbit also wants to eat it?"

Snow Rabbit's very cooperative voice immediately followed: "To be honest, I really want to eat it."

Sikawa Cheng: "..."

Touya, with an expression that suggested he had expected this outcome, said, "Let them eat."

Sumire Kikawa turned to look at him: "You spoil Yukito too much."

"Same to me."

The two men exchanged a glance, both seeing the same mixture of indulgence and helplessness in each other's eyes, before tacitly looking away.