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

The night breeze was cool, and the streetlights cast long shadows of the two people.

Voices gradually filled the air around them, but Sumi Kichikawa simply held him firmly, her steady footsteps landing on the ground one after another.

Gojo Satoru thought that the other party would at least let him act to his heart's content.

As soon as they turned out of the commercial street, Sumi Kichikawa's calm voice rang out above them.

"The ground is cold and hard." He glanced down at the person in his arms, his tone indifferent. "Haven't your bones been aching after lying here for so long?"

Gojo Satoru finally opened his eyes.

Instead of feeling guilty for being caught, he reached out and affectionately hugged Kikawa Sumi's neck, pressing himself even more confidently into her arms.

"So Xiaocheng saw through it all along."

"Um."

"When did you find out?"

"At the beginning," Kikawa Sumi said, holding his arm steadily without even losing her rhythm, "that power won't affect you."

Gojo Satoru's smile deepened: "Sumiko has so much confidence in me?"

Kikawa Sumi didn't reply, but just glanced at him with her eyes down.

His eyes clearly said: He knew the answer but asked a question he didn't.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

He rested his chin comfortably on Sumire Kichikawa's shoulder, his tone light and cheerful: "But if I hadn't pretended to be asleep, I wouldn't have been able to see such a wonderful performance."

"What did you see?"

"The Flying Tiger"

"..."

Gojo Satoru excitedly counted on his fingers: "Sakura is actually a magical girl, Li Syaoran knows Chinese magic, and even Yukito can turn into a winged angel."

Kisakawa Sumi sighed helplessly and corrected, "Kero is not a tiger, but a sealed beast. Yue is not an angel, but a guardian."

"I see." Gojo Satoru nodded readily, his tone sounding exceptionally serious. "So it's the Flying Sealed Beast and the Moon Angel."

Sumi Kikkawa, feeling helpless, decided to stop trying to correct people who had a peculiar sense of humor.

Gojo Satoru nestled in his arms, laughing so hard his shoulders trembled.

Feeling the vibration in her chest, Sumi Kichikawa asked softly, "Did you have fun today?"

"I'm very happy." No matter how many thoughts were swirling in her mind, this answer came out without a trace of falsehood.

"I ate a lot of delicious food, got to try the most popular honey pudding, and also tried the limited edition cream puffs. Most importantly..."

Gojo Satoru paused for a moment, his tone brimming with smugness: "They all think I look no more than twenty-three years old."

With a calm expression, Kikawa Sumi suddenly asked, "How many sweets did you eat behind my back today?"

Gojo Satoru's boasting momentarily froze.

"...not many, I suppose."

"Four mille-feuille cakes, two crème brûlées, one cream puff pastry, two samples of chocolate from a roadside stall, and a daifuku." Sumi Kichikawa recited the menu accurately.

Gojo Satoru stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "Sumi, you can even plant spies?!"

"I'm just asking Yukito to keep a closer eye on you."

"This is already a secret intelligence network at the level of a guardian!" Gojo Satoru loudly protested.

Kikawa Sumi finally couldn't hold back any longer, a slight smile appearing on her lips: "Fine. You're only allowed to indulge yourself this once today."

The five big cats, having received a pardon, immediately seized the opportunity.

He nuzzled his nose against the person's neck, his voice sweet and sticky as he said, "Okay, okay—thank you for your kindness today, Dr. Cheng!"

As the warm breath brushed against her neck, Kikawa Sumi tightened her arms around the person, and scolded in a low voice with a helpless sigh, "You're talking nonsense again."

The two chatted casually as they strolled through several dimly lit streets and alleys.

Upon returning to their residence, Sumire Kichikawa skillfully used her abilities to lock down the fluctuations of the interdimensional portal and carried the person directly into the bedroom.

Throughout the journey, Gojo Satoru never once mentioned wanting to get down and walk.

Even as Kikawa Sumi leaned down by the bedside and gently placed him into the soft bedding, the arm around Kikawa Sumi's neck showed no sign of loosening.

As Kikawa Sumi was being pulled down, she could only lower her body, and the two of them suddenly became very close.

Because of the movement, the sunglasses were somehow thrown aside.

Gojo Satoru, his white hair disheveled, was buried in the pillow, looking up at Sumireki Kichikawa with deep eyes. He slowly withdrew one hand, his fingertips lingeringly tracing the profile of the person before him.

"Xiao Cheng's friends are really all extraordinary."

"Um."

Do you have many other strange friends like this?

Sumire Kawakawa gazed at him quietly.

Those azure eyes were now completely clear, devoid of calculation, natural aversion to or defensiveness towards abnormal forces, filled only with pure, almost naked curiosity, and a hidden greed that was trying to squeeze into his entire life.

Sumire Kikawa is incredibly soft-hearted.

In response to this sincerity, he nodded earnestly: "Yes, a lot."

The fingertips that were touching his cheek paused for a moment.

"Then... will you take me to meet them in the future?"

Instead of answering directly, Sumire Kisakawa turned her head slightly and placed a dry, tender kiss on Satoru Gojo's forehead.

Do you want to go?

"I want to go," Gojo Satoru answered without hesitation, his tone as eager as a child impatiently unwrapping all their presents. "I want to visit all the places you used to go. I want to meet all your friends."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and lowered his voice, "I just want to know... who was by your side during the time I wasn't able to get to know you."

Sumire Kikawa's gaze softened completely.

"it is good."

He simply took off his cumbersome coat, lifted the covers and got into bed, pulling Gojo Satoru completely into his arms without saying a word.

"Whenever you have time in the future, I will introduce them to you one by one."

Satisfied, Gojo Satoru rolled over, wrapped his arms tightly around Kikawa Sumi's waist, pressed his face against the other's beating heart, and whispered, "I'm looking forward to it."

The bedroom fell silent.

Kisakawa Sumi gently stroked the soft white hair of the person in her arms, and could still smell the sweet, creamy scent of Gojo Satoru on her breath.

The warmth of her body in my arms was so vivid, and the vibrations of our chests were so close together, it was so real it was mesmerizing.

However, Sumi's thoughts inevitably drifted back to the confrontation with the system not long ago.

The main storyline is endless, the Time and Space Administration has lost contact, the system is pretending to be dead deep in the origin, and the fate deviation that is happening in this world that should not exist in the first place is happening.

All the seemingly accidental anomalies point to a huge hidden danger that has not yet been fully revealed.

He had no idea what kind of mess was hidden behind the system, nor did he know what kind of unsettling ending was written in Gojo Satoru's original destiny.

But there is one thing he no longer needs to weigh.

He agreed to Wu's request.

We need to introduce him to more friends, let him participate in our past, and accompany him towards a brighter future.

So, no matter what conspiracy lies behind the anomalies of this world, no matter how the so-called "main storyline" develops, or what damned bomb is buried in Gojo Satoru's destiny—

He would dig them out one by one.

Kikawa Sumi tightened her arms, holding the person in her arms tightly.

Gojo Satoru seemed to sense the subtle fluctuations in his emotions. He closed his eyes and snuggled closer to him, his hands unconsciously tightening around the fabric at his waist.

Kikawa Sumi lowered her head, her warm lips pressing against that head of soft white hair.

He will protect this person.

He wanted the person in his arms to be safe and free.

He wanted to take him to see landscapes he had never seen before, to meet friends he had never met before, and to leave their unique marks in world after world.

They will be together forever.