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

In the end, the last pudding in the refrigerator was completely devoured by the two of them.

In the evening, university professor Fujitaka returned home from get off work. Upon learning that he had a guest at home, who was none other than Sumi Kikawa's lover, Fujitaka welcomed Satoru Gojo very warmly and solemnly.

After dinner, the atmosphere became very lively, and a group of people started playing several family games in the living room.

Sakura and Tomoyo were naturally a team, Touya and Yukito were a team, and Sumi was forcibly pulled into Gojo Satoru's camp.

At first, Gojo Satoru shamelessly declared that he would never bully children and would definitely go easy on them.

When the time really came, his competitive spirit kicked in, and he went head-to-head with Sakura.

"I won!" Sakura cheered and raised her hands at the last moment.

"I was careless this round," Gojo Satoru said, leaning back on the sofa, feigning resentment. "I'll definitely win the next round."

"Okay, let's play one more round!"

Tomoyo stood by, laughing, holding up her camera and recording Sakura's spirited demeanor.

The camera panned gently with her movements, capturing the moment when Gojo Satoru, while stubbornly complaining, secretly gave up a favorable position and props to Sakura, while Sumi Kikawa watched him with a smile.

Time flew by amidst the lively laughter and chatter.

After the clock struck nine, Sumi Kichikawa glanced at the time and took her leave.

He has always owned a property in Tomoeda Town.

Since he had come all this way, he wanted Gojo Satoru to stay in this world for a few more days, to see with his own eyes the streets he had walked, and to experience the pure peace that a sorcerer could never have.

Before leaving, Gojo Satoru had already naturally exchanged contact information with Yukito.

"White peach mille-feuille, honey pudding, and Mont Blanc daifuku." Gojo Satoru waved his phone's memo app. "Don't forget our promise for tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I won't forget." Yukito smiled gently. "I'll organize the route and send it to you tomorrow."

Sakura immediately raised her hand high: "I want to go too! I want to go too!"

"Of course." Gojo Satoru bent down, smiled, and gave her a high five. "We still need Sakura, our local ace guide."

"Tomoyo's coming too," Sakura thought happily. "I'm also thinking of inviting another friend of mine. He's a boy, and he really loves sweets!"

"Isn't that even better? More people, more fun!" Gojo Satoru casually asked with interest, "What's his name?"

"Li Xiaolang".

The moment the name landed, Gojo Satoru almost immediately noticed that Touya, who was standing to the side, suddenly felt his aura sink to the bottom.

"That brat is going too?" Touya asked coldly.

Sakura, completely oblivious to her brother's emotions, nodded with a silly grin: "Yeah! Syaoran knows the area very well, and he just happens to have some free time lately."

"Is that so?" Touya snorted coldly, his whole body radiating displeasure.

Sumire Kawakawa found Touya's behavior amusing.

Just hearing his name is enough to make this siscon fly into a rage. It seems that Little Wolf has done something quite extraordinary while he was away.

Gojo Satoru was incredibly perceptive; upon seeing their reactions, a strong sense of amusement flashed in his eyes.

"Then it's decided, just like that." He straightened up. "Let's go raid the dessert shops together tomorrow."

"Uh-huh!"

At that moment, Tomoyo handed over a heavy paper bag with both hands, smiling very gently: "Inside is the video I promised to give to Mr. Gojo. In addition, I've taken the liberty of including a few videotapes that Mr. Kikawa filmed when he visited Tomoeda Town before. I hope you'll like them."

Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up as he accepted the gift as if it were a priceless treasure: "Thank you so much, Tomoyo!"

Sumi Kichikawa stood to the side, having given up on her last struggle.

Touya glanced at the bulging paper bag and added the final blow without hesitation: "Inside, there should also be someone's disastrous record of failing their first attempt at making a cake."

"Touya," Sumire Kikawa called out to him helplessly.

"There's such a good thing?!" Gojo Satoru was completely excited, hugging the paper bag tightly. "Looks like tonight is destined to be a sleepless night."

Kikawa Sumi reached out and pressed her temples in despair, which earned her a good-natured chuckle from everyone.

After saying goodbye, Sumire Kichikawa led Satoru Gojo out.

Behind him, Sakura and Tomoyo stood at the door waving goodbye, Yukito said a gentle farewell, and Touya stood a little further back. Although he still had a cool expression, he nodded slightly to Sumi Kikawa before she turned around.

A cool evening breeze carried a few early cherry blossom petals, gently blowing from the end of the street.

Gojo Satoru carried the bag of precious "dark history videos" in one hand, while his other hand was intertwined with that of Sumi Kichikawa.

After walking a distance, he looked back at the Kinomoto family home, which was still lit with warm lights. The smile on his lips did not fade; instead, it deepened.

"Cheng".

"Um?"

"Your friends are all very interesting."

Kikawa Sumi turned her head and looked at his white hair, which was being blown by the night breeze: "Do you like it here?"

"I love it," Gojo Satoru answered without hesitation, even proudly shaking the paper bag in his hand. "I especially love this ultimate gift package that Tomoyo gave me."

There was nothing Kikawa Sumi could do about him, so she could only sigh.

Gojo Satoru chuckled softly and suddenly released their clasped hands.

In the brief moment of Kikawa Sumi's slight surprise, he turned to the side, reached out and grabbed Kikawa Sumi's arm, unceremoniously pressing down on half of his body weight.

"However..." He leaned very close, his voice very soft, his usual carefree tone gone, replaced by a rare seriousness, "More than any of that, what I like most is that Xiaocheng was willing to bring me here."

Sumire Kikawa abruptly stopped in her tracks.

He turned his head and saw himself reflected in those incredibly beautiful eyes.

The next second, he took the initiative, regained Gojo Satoru's hand, and clasped his ten fingers together tightly in the falling cherry blossom rain.

"In the future, I will take you to many more places."

"Okay." Gojo Satoru leaned comfortably against him, his eyes crinkling lazily. "Then you have to hold my hand tightly the whole time, and you can't go back on your word."

Kikawa Sumi gazed at the long street illuminated by streetlights ahead, her voice gentle yet more resolute than ever before.

"It won't loosen."

The night was still. Two tall figures walked side by side along the old street that Sumi Kichikawa had walked countless times alone, heading calmly towards their home.