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

After paying the bill, they went to the coffee area.

Sumi Kikawa ordered a hot latte, without sugar.

Gojo Satoru ordered a caramel cream cocoa with extra cream, and also asked for a chestnut cake.

When Sumi heard him ordering, she couldn't help but glance at him.

Gojo Satoru immediately noticed that his head was tilted.

"Is the dentist going to start reminding me about my teeth?"

"no."

Gojo Satoru asked, puzzled, "Isn't that what you meant?"

Sumi Kikawa said, "I just feel that you really like sweet things."

I love it!

"Okay," said Sumi Kikawa, "I've got it."

Wu Tiao Wu Yi Dian.

"Cheng Huiji's kind of thing?"

Sumire Kawakawa looked at him.

"meeting."

Why?

"Makes it easier to prepare gifts."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

You really can't just ask this person anything.

Because every time he received an answer, it was more straightforward than he had expected.

They found seats by the window and sat down.

The night outside the window was already deep. The car headlights slid across the glass, illuminating the tabletop for a moment before quickly going dark again.

The coffee area wasn't crowded; the occasional clinking of cups and saucers could be heard, and in the distance, someone was flipping through a magazine, making the sound of pages rubbing together.

Gojo Satoru disassembled the jigsaw puzzle cards.

There aren't many cards; the design features a white cat sitting on the moon, surrounded by stars and candies. Because it's a children's set, the edges are rounded, and the colors are bright.

Gojo Satoru flipped the card onto the table and pushed it between the two of them.

"Let's have a match."

Sumire Kawakawa asked, "What are we competing in?"

"Whoever finds the white cat's tail first."

"it is good."

Gojo Satoru glanced down.

He found it immediately, of course.

The tail section is located near Sumi Kichikawa's hand, with a very obvious white arc and a touch of moon yellow at the edge.

But he didn't take it.

He deliberately rummaged through the cards in front of him, looking quite troubled.

Where's the cat's tail?

Sumi Kichikawa glanced at him.

He had obviously seen the card as well.

So he reached out and picked up the piece of tail, handing it to Gojo Satoru.

"Here."

Gojo Satoru blinked, then smiled and clapped.

"Cheng won."

Sumi Kikawa said, "I can give it to you."

Wu Tiao Wu Dong stopped.

"Is it still possible to throw the game?"

"If you want to win."

Gojo Satoru looked at him.

Kikawa Sumi looked serious and didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said.

Gojo Satoru suddenly lay down on the table and started laughing.

He laughed softly, but his shoulders were trembling slightly.

"Cheng, you can't do this."

Why?

"You're spoiling me too much."

"But you were just pretending you couldn't find it."

Gojo Satoru's laughter stopped.

Sumi Kikawa placed the tail card in the correct position, her tone still gentle.

"I thought you wanted me to find out."

Gojo Satoru raised his head and looked at the person again.

This person is still very open and honest.

It's not "I see right through you".

It's not that "you are a very naive person".

Instead—I thought you wanted me to find out.

His deliberate, lighthearted, childlike probing is not a nuisance, nor a bad habit that needs to be corrected, but rather a signal that can be understood and responded to.

Gojo Satoru stared at the white cat's tail on the table, suddenly unsure of what to say.

There are probably very few people in this world who would understand him this way.

Gojo Satoru's approach was too sudden, his jokes too frivolous, and his willfulness too conspicuous. Many people were led astray by him, while many others were infuriated by him.

But Kawasumi was different.

He was like a still body of water.

If Gojo Satoru drops a pebble, he won't panic, nor will it bounce back.

He simply covered the pebble gently, and when the water returned to calm, Gojo Satoru realized that he had become somewhat languid from being soaked in the warm water.

"Xiao Cheng."

He suddenly shouted that.

Sumi Kichikawa looked up: "Hmm?"

This name is closer to "澄".

Gojo Satoru didn't think it through when he said it, but now he feels it's very appropriate.

Sumi Kichikawa did not correct it either.

Gojo Satoru laughed: "You really know how to soothe people."

Sumire Kawakawa thought for a moment.

"Because you're like a cat?"

Gojo Satoru: "..."

This time it was his turn to choke.

It seemed that Sumi Kichikawa had seriously come to this conclusion.

"White."

He added.

Gojo Satoru was silent for two seconds, then suddenly reached out and picked up the white cat puzzle card, placing it next to him.

"This one is mine."

"Can."

"Sumima admits I'm a cat?"

"You were the one who said 'please' first."

"So, Xiaocheng thinks I'm a cat that needs to be petted?"

Kikawa Sumi looked at him, a faint smile appearing in her eyes.

"sometimes."

Gojo Satoru was genuinely happy this time.

He laughed as he pushed the card with the cat tail to Sumi Kichikawa's hand.

"That tail belongs to Cheng."

Sumi Kichikawa looked down.

Why?

"Because Cheng found it."

Sumire Kawakawa picked up the tail card and put it back on the puzzle.

"Put the tail back on the cat."

"Cheng is very strict with the cat."

"The cat will not be complete if it is not put back."

Gojo Satoru propped his chin up and looked at him.

"Does Cheng like things that are complete?"

Sumi Kichikawa paused for a moment.

After a moment, he said, "No, not really."

"Then why must it be put back?"

"Because it was already there."

Gojo Satoru remained silent.

Sumi Kichikawa's words sound like she's talking about a jigsaw puzzle.

But Gojo Satoru inexplicably felt that it could also say many other things.

The part of a person that has been taken away.

The part that is not seen.

That side of oneself that is not normally needed or allowed to appear.

If someone remembers it was there, pick it up and gently put it back.

Will that person also become a little more complete?

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and took a sip of caramel cream cocoa.

It is too sweet.

It's ridiculously sweet.

After watching him finish drinking, Sumi Kichikawa pushed the chestnut cake towards him again.

"Eat a little."

"Isn't Cheng going to eat?"

"We can go together."

Gojo Satoru picked up a fork and cut a small piece of cake.

He naturally brought the fork to Sumi Kikawa's lips.

"ah--"

Gojo Satoru didn't particularly want to see Sumi Kichikawa panic.

He just felt that since they were eating together, and since he had cut the first piece, he should hand it over.

He often does things like this.

Get closer if you want.

Touch it if you want.

If you want to share something sweet with someone, just put it directly to their lips.

Like a god who is used to being pampered, possessing everything in the world, yet not quite understanding the distance between mortals that needs to be repeatedly confirmed.

His intimacy was genuine yet abrupt, so bright that one was momentarily unsure whether to dodge or reach out to accept it.

Sumi Kichikawa looked at the cake.

The chestnut cream was very soft, and the tip of the fork was very close to it.

Gojo Satoru's hands were very steady.

Kikawa Sumi hesitated for only a moment before lowering her head and eating the cake.

The sweetness of the cream melts on the tip of the tongue.

The aroma of chestnuts gently descends.

"It's delicious," said Sumi Kichikawa.