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

Gojo Satoru looked at him, remaining silent for a long time.

He knows very well who he is.

He is Gojo Satoru, a jujutsu master unknown to ordinary people, the sixth eye of the Gojo family, the strongest in the jujutsu world, and also the center of a lot of trouble in the jujutsu world.

It's dangerous enough that someone like him could establish contact with an ordinary doctor. If he were to enter his social circle, the traces that could be tracked would only become more obvious.

Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes.

Nanami and Shoko's voices seemed to still linger in my ears.

—Don't involve irrelevant people.

He knew better than anyone that every step closer increased the danger.

He dared not gamble, fearing that his momentary greed would ruin the other person's peaceful daily life.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Sumire Kichikawa continued softly:

"You really can refuse. You're usually very busy with work, and I understand if you need to take a day off. The hospital can be noisy, and the children might ask a lot of questions."

He paused, his tone becoming even gentler.

"You don't have to force yourself."

Gojo Satoru placed the white cat sticker on the coffee table and looked at Sumi Kichikawa.

"What about Xiaocheng?"

Sumire Kikkawa was stunned.

"What?"

"Would you be happy if I went?"

The simple question made Sumi Kichikawa pause for a moment, and after a few seconds, he nodded seriously:

"meeting."

Gojo Satoru's smile faded slightly.

Sumi Kikawa added, "I want you to meet them."

Gojo Satoru looked at him and felt his defenses crumbling little by little, but his hesitation didn't go away, so the slight smile he had been wearing was suppressed by his worries.

Unaware of the turmoil in his mind, Kikawa Sumi continued softly.

"Nurse Miyazawa, Haruka Ono, Mr. Fujii, and some children," Sumi Kikawa said. "They are all doing well."

He didn't mean anything by it.

It's simply about one person laying out a small, familiar slice of their life and saying to another: I want you to see it.

Gojo Satoru didn't speak, he just kept his head down, and Kikkawa Sumi couldn't see his expression.

After a long while, he let out a very low chuckle.

"I see."

Kikawa Sumi didn't urge him at all, but simply picked up the stickers again, giving Gojo Satoru plenty of time to think.

He lowered his head and slowly put the bear stickers into the bear pile and the cat stickers into the cat pile.

His movements were slow and deliberate, without the slightest hint of impatience.

However, his trembling eyelashes betrayed that his inner world was not as calm as it seemed.

He was certainly looking forward to it.

I hope that Gojo Satoru will be willing to accept this simple invitation.

This is not just an event, but also a sign that their relationship has taken a step further, indicating that their worlds can quietly overlap and their social circles have also become intertwined.

But he could also see Gojo Satoru's hesitation and struggle.

Although he didn't know where the sudden heaviness in Gojo Satoru's voice came from, he really couldn't bear to see him in such a predicament.

So he silently told himself not to have too high expectations.

Expectations that arise too early will only become a burden for the other person.

Only by lowering expectations can we both be better off.

Finally, Gojo Satoru's voice rang out, breaking the silence:

"If I go, how will my appearance fee be calculated?"

Kikawa Sumi suddenly looked up, a hint of surprise and delight flashing in her eyes.

The person opposite him had already suppressed his previous deep struggle and hesitation. A familiar, slightly nonchalant smile appeared on his lips.

Gojo Satoru tilted his head slightly, his tone languid and flippant: "Gojo-sensei is very expensive."

He ultimately chose to concede.

He willingly stepped into the clean, gentle, and completely ordinary world of Qichuan Cheng, and entered a stable and warm living circle that he did not know.

Kikawa Sumi steadied herself, suppressing the surging joy in her heart. Pretending to be calm, she reached out and pulled a voucher from the table, gently pushing it in front of Gojo Satoru.

"for you."

Gojo Satoru asked incredulously, "Gojo-sensei is only worth one coupon?"

"And desserts too."

"Are there really desserts?"

"If you have a normal lunch, you can order two desserts."

Gojou burst out laughing.

"Dr. Kosuke is very good at negotiating."

"It's just normal negotiation." Sumi Kichikawa regained her usual composure.

"Then I want the highest level of reward."

Sumire Kichikawa asked in confusion, "What?"

Gojo Satoru raised his hand, his fingertip touching the empty certificate on the table, which had neither a name nor an award.

"this."

Kikawa Sumi glanced at it without the slightest hesitation.

"Can."

This time, Gojo Satoru was slightly taken aback.

Before he could react, Sumire Kikkawa's gentle voice fell softly.

"As long as you like it."

Gojo Satoru looked at him quietly.

A few seconds later, he picked up the sticker that Sumi Kichikawa had just given him and stuck it on the back of his phone case.

"Then I'll look forward to it!"

Sumi Kikawa reminded him, "Don't stick it crooked."

Gojo Satoru glanced down and asked, "Is it crooked?"

"no."

"Why did Dr. Xiaocheng remind you just now?"

"I was worried you didn't see it clearly."

Gojo Satoru laughed.

He flipped his phone over and looked at it again. The white cat wearing sunglasses was very conspicuous on the black phone case.

"Okay," Gojo Satoru said, "I'll go."

Kikawa Sumi sat up straight and carefully checked again to make sure he wasn't making things difficult for him.

Are you sure?

"Um."

"If you have temporary work available, you don't have to force yourself."

"I'll make the arrangements."

Sumire Kawakawa looked at him.

Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "After all, I've already received the advance reward."

The calmness in Sumire Kikawa's eyes slowly melted away, and her gaze softened quietly.

"Thanks."

Gojo Satoru paused slightly.

Then he drawled, "Dr. Xiaocheng is too formal."

"How should I say it?"

"We can say that we are looking forward to seeing what Gojo-sensei can do."

After thinking for a moment, Sumire Kichikawa said, "I look forward to your arrival."

Wu Tiao Wu Dong stopped.

Sumire looked up at him: "Is this okay?"

Gojo Satoru turned his head and smiled, his laughter clear and bright.

"Can."

His voice was even gentler than before.

"This is better."

After agreeing, Gojo Satoru simply helped Sumi Kikawa sort the stickers and certificates.

Stickers should be sorted by pattern, prize tickets by color, small certificates should be put into a separate folder, and game controller batteries should be put into a transparent bag.

At first, Gojo Satoru exaggeratedly claimed to be a "specially invited expert," but as the division progressed, he actually became quite serious.

After taking it seriously for ten minutes, he put the three white cat stickers next to him.

Sumi Kichikawa didn't look up: "That's a prize."

Gojo Satoru said, "I'm protecting them from being misclassified."

Sumire Kawakawa looked at him.

Gojo Satoru casually put the two cards back, leaving only one.

Sumire Kawakawa looked at that one.

Gojo Satoru blinked.

"This one won't work either?"

Sumire Kawakawa remained silent for a moment.

"I've already given you one."

"Five teachers need to be kept on standby."

"unnecessary."

"What if the one on the phone case falls off?"

Sumi Kichikawa seemed to be convinced by this reason for a second.

Gojo Satoru immediately pressed his advantage: "Even stickers can have unexpected consequences."

Sumi looked at him, then finally removed the sticker and put it inside the folder.

Gojo Satoru: "Xiao Cheng~"

Sumi Kikawa said, "I'll keep the spare one for you. If this one gets lost, you can ask me for the next one."

Gojo Satoru cupped his face: "What if this falls too?"

Sumi Kikawa: "No."

Gojo Satoru leaned closer with a smile: "So sure?"

Sumi Kichikawa nodded: "If this falls off too, I'll prepare spare stickers. Whenever you need them, I'll have them ready."

Gojo Satoru's smiling expression froze. He remained leaning closer to look up, paused for a second, then tilted his head slightly, as if seriously scrutinizing Sumi Kikawa's expression.

"Xiao Cheng?"

"Um?"

"You've been lying to me all along, haven't you?"

Sumire Kichikawa, confused, asked, "What are you lying about?"

Satoru Gojo: "The real Dr. Kosumi is actually the prince of the super popular pediatric clinic!"

"...What kind of description is this?"

"If that weren't the case, how could he always say so many heart-fluttering things?"

Sumi Kichikawa tried to understand: "You mean what I said made you happy?"

Gojo Satoru: "Of course."

Sumi Kichikawa thought about it seriously for a moment: "Then...it would be my honor?"

Gojo Satoru laughed and collapsed onto the sofa.

"Enlightenment?"

"It's nothing," Gojo Satoru laughed, his shoulders shaking. "Go on."

Kikawa Sumi glanced at him, puzzled, then lowered her head and continued tidying up.

Around 11 o'clock, the supplies were finally distributed.

Kikawa Sumi took out the hospital's volunteer registration form and sat down at the coffee table to fill it out.

Gojo Satoru was leaning back on the sofa playing with the blank certificate when he saw the form and his gaze paused.

Sumire Kawakawa asked, "Should I write my full name?"

Gojo Satoru looked at the table.

Name, contact information, area of ​​assistance, remarks.

It's somewhat novel.

He smiled and said, "Go ahead and write it."

Kikawa Sumi lowered her head and wrote in the name column:

Gojo Satoru.

The handwriting is clear.

In the section for assistance areas, he wrote "game area".

He paused for a moment at the note.

Gojo Satoru leaned over: "Can I write 'World's Number One' in the notes?"

"Can't."

"Very reliable?"

Kikawa Sumi paused, her pen poised.

Gojo Satoru was just teasing him casually, but he didn't expect that Sumi Kichikawa would actually think about it seriously.

Then Sumi Kikawa wrote in the remarks section:

[Skilled at interacting with children.]

Gojo Satoru looked at the line of text.

"Such high praise?"

Kikawa Sumi put the pen cap on.

"Um."

"No hesitation?"

You will do very well.

Gojo Satoru remained silent.

Sumi Kichikawa put the form into the folder and then took out the blank certificate.

Gojo Satoru snapped out of his daze: "This is for me?"

"You just said you wanted it."

"I just said it offhand."

"But it's possible."

Sumire Kikawa picked up her pen and wrote on the certificate:

[Excellent Temporary Helper: Gojo Satoru]

Gojo Satoru watched as his words fell one by one.

It was just a small certificate for an event, the paper wasn't very good, and there were childish bear patterns printed on the corners.

Sumi Kawakawa wrote it very carefully.

Gojo Satoru suddenly chuckled.

Sumire looked up: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Gojo Satoru said. "I just suddenly felt that this title is not bad."

Kikawa Sumi laid the certificate on the coffee table to dry the ink.

"If you perform well, you can have it after the event."

"What if they don't perform well?"

"Give it to me too."

Sumi Kichikawa: "Your willingness to come is already a help."

Gojo Satoru looked at him.

After a few seconds, he laughed: "Dr. Xiaocheng is being very biased today."

"Is there?"

"have."

Sumire Kikawa thought for a moment and did not refute.

"Then I'll have it."

Gojo Satoru was stunned.

Sumi Kikawa tucked the certificate into the innermost part of the folder, her tone calm: "It's okay because it's Satoru."

The living room light fell on Kikawa Sumi's profile, and his expression remained gentle, as if he were merely acknowledging a very ordinary little thing.

Gojo Satoru looked at him quietly.

After a long pause, he chuckled softly.

Wow.

Sumire Kawakawa looked at him.

"What's wrong now?"

"It's nothing." Gojo Satoru picked up his phone, glanced at the white cat sticker on the back, "I just feel like I'll win a lot of games."

"Don't bully children."

"I will control my strength."

"Don't deliberately lose too obviously."

"Being a teacher like Gojo is so tough~"

A hint of a smile appeared in Sumire Kichikawa's eyes.

That's why I said you're very reliable.

This time, Gojo Satoru was truly speechless.

It was nearly 11:30 when Gojo Satoru left.

The entryway light was as soft as ever, and Gojo Satoru neatly placed the pair of light gray slippers back next to the shoe cabinet.

He put on his shoes, turned around, and said, "I'll go by myself on Saturday."

Sumire Kichikawa nodded: "I'll send you the address."

"You don't need to pick me up."

"The activity room is a bit hard to find."

"I can read the signs."

"The hospital will hang up bear-shaped balloons on that day."

Gojo Satoru laughed: "Then I'll follow the little bear."

After thinking about it, Sumire Kikkawa decided it was feasible.

"If you can't find it, call me."

"Okay."

Sumi Kikawa added, "There's no need to rush."

Wu Tiaowu turned his head.

"Safety is more important than punctuality," said Sumi Kikawa.

Gojo Satoru looked at him, his smile gradually softening.

"Okay."

After closing the door, Sumi Kichikawa returned to the living room and reorganized the registration forms and certificates of merit.

Gojo Satoru's name was written on the second line.

He looked at it for a while, then took the spare white cat sticker out of the folder, made sure it wasn't wrinkled, and put it back in.

On the other side, downstairs in the apartment building.

Satoru Gojo stood in the night breeze, looking down at the white cat sticker on the back of his phone case.

He pressed the edges of the sticker very flat.

My phone vibrated.

[Dr. Xiaocheng: Remember to let me know when you get home.]

Gojo Satoru bowed his head in reply.

[Wu: Dr. Xiaocheng, I just came downstairs.]

[Dr. Xiaocheng: Then start remembering from now on.]

Gojo Satoru chuckled softly and glanced up at the lit window upstairs.

Saturday afternoon.

Children's Hospital.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and touched the white cat sticker on his phone case, whispering:

"An excellent temporary helper."

He smiled.

"That sounds like a huge responsibility."