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

He reached out a finger and gently touched the edge of his sunglasses.

"I've heard people say I'm good-looking many times."

He didn't mean to show off, but it's the truth. Even though some people criticize Gojo Satoru's personality, they still have to admit that Gojo Satoru has a uniquely handsome face.

Gojo Satoru looked at Sumi Kikawa's eyes, which had dodged before meeting his again, and said.

"However, Xiaocheng said it differently."

"What's different?"

Gojo Satoru tilted his head and looked at him carefully:

"Because Xiaocheng looked very serious when she said it."

Sumi Kichikawa did not respond.

The storage room fell silent again.

Neither of them spoke, and no one knew what they were waiting for. Just as Sumi Kichikawa was about to beckon Gojo Satoru to go out, Gojo Satoru suddenly took a step forward.

The storage room was already cramped, and this step completely eliminated the safe distance between the two people.

He leaned slightly forward, his tall shadow completely enveloping Sumi Kichikawa. His sunglasses slipped down, revealing half of his pale blue eyes, which appeared exceptionally deep in the dim light.

His gaze slowly descended along Kikawa Sumi's facial features.

The air suddenly became thin and viscous.

Kikawa Sumi unconsciously clenched her fingers into her palm.

Gojo Satoru looked at him and said in a magnetic voice.

"If you really like this face, Kosumi..."

Kikawa Sumi held her breath, even her eyelashes stopped trembling.

His eyes suddenly curved into a smile:

"As a special reward, I can let you touch me! I absolutely won't let anyone else touch me."

Sikawa Cheng: "..."

The panic and palpitations that had just flashed through my mind instantly froze into a deathly silence.

As he watched the person in front of him lean closer, his face radiating an arrogant "come and experience it" vibe, the panic he felt from being cornered suddenly vanished.

It was like punching a soft, fluffy cloud.

He closed his eyes helplessly.

"...Excuse me."

Kikawa Sumi turned sideways and squeezed through the gap next to him.

"Huh?"

Gojo Satoru stood there, blinking in confusion, then quickly turned around and followed behind.

"Xiao Cheng, wait for me."

The two emerged from the storage room one after the other.

As soon as she stepped out, she bumped into Miyazawa Chinatsu, who was carrying a stack of sign-in sheets.

Chinatsu Miyazawa's gaze swept over the two of them.

First, she glanced at Sumi Kawakawa's ears, which were still flushed, and then at Satoru Gojo, who was following behind, chasing after her in a hurry but seemed to be happy about something.

She paused for two seconds, then considerately shifted her gaze to the ceiling.

"Is the storage room light broken? I can't see anything."

Sikawa Cheng: "..."

Gojo Satoru replied with a smile, "Ms. Miyazawa is such a kind person."

Miyazawa Chinatsu looked away and turned to Kichikawa Sumi, her tone returning to work mode: "Dr. Kichikawa, I've already had the event photos developed. Bring Ono's copy during rounds tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Sumi Kichikawa said, keeping her voice steady.

"It wasn't hard work." Miyazawa Chinatsu glanced at Gojo Satoru. "The one who had the hardest time today was Mr. Gojo. He was bothered by the kids all afternoon and was even forced to reveal his hidden form."

Gojo Satoru, one hand in his pocket, said, "It's alright, I've earned the king's approval."

Miyazawa Chinatsu said meaningfully, "And Dr. Kikawa's approval."

Gojo Satoru replied quickly and confidently, "Yes, this is the best value."

Miyazawa Chinatsu had only intended to make a subtle joke, but she didn't expect Gojo Satoru to respond so frankly, leaving her speechless.

She looked at Sumireki.

Dr. Qichuan, who is usually calm and composed, was now looking down, repeatedly aligning the few pieces of paper in his hand that didn't even need to be aligned.

He looked completely flustered.

Miyazawa Chinatsu smiled gently and decided to let him go.

The activity room is basically cleaned up.

Gojo Satoru squatted back down next to the game console and helped Fujii Makoto pack the last few controllers into a cardboard box.

He was restless even while squatting there, his long legs bent in a wronged manner, packing things while waving to familiar family members passing by outside the door.

The sunglasses were perched neatly on his nose, but the evening glow shining through the window onto his striking profile was still excessively eye-catching.

Chinatsu Miyazawa stood next to Sumi Kikawa and lowered her voice.

"Dr. Kikawa".

"Um?"

"Does he often get asked for his contact information when he walks down the street?"

Sumi Kichikawa thought for a moment and said, "Probably."

"Don't you mind?"

Sumire Kichikawa looked up at her.

Miyazawa Chinatsu smiled and added, "It's just a casual chat between friends."

Kikawa Sumi lowered her eyes and put the things in her hand into her briefcase.

"That's his freedom too."

"I see." Miyazawa Chinatsu nodded.

After a two-second pause, she suddenly added slowly.

"But when he took off his sunglasses just now, I noticed you seemed quite bothered by it."

Kikawa Sumi's fingers, which were fastening the clasp, froze instantly.

Miyazawa Chinatsu knew when to stop, hugged the sign-in sheet to her chest, and chuckled softly.

"That expression on Dr. Kikawa's face when I first saw him."

It's as if they're afraid someone will see some rare treasure, and they instinctively want to hide it.

Kikawa Sumi remained silent, offering no rebuttal.

Just then, Gojo Satoru walked over.

"What are you talking about? You seem to be having a lot of fun."

Miyazawa Chinatsu smiled and took a step back: "It's a secret."

Gojo Satoru immediately turned to stare at Sumirei: "Sumi-chan?"

Sumi Kichikawa picked up her briefcase.

"It's nothing."

Gojo Satoru didn't believe it and moved closer, his nose almost crossing the safe distance.

"real?"

Sumi Kichikawa felt her heartbeat becoming erratic again.

He was the first to look away.

"real."

Miyazawa Chinatsu took it all in, then lowered her head and smiled with her lips pursed.

Of course, she wouldn't expose it.

After all, what ordinary friend would panic and lose their breathing just because the other person glanced at them?

Makoto Fujii packed the last game console into a box, then walked over and patted Satoru Gojo on the shoulder.

"Kid, you're pretty good at the game."

Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow, finding the form of address rather novel: "Kid?"

Fujii Makoto replied matter-of-factly, "I'm older than you, aren't I?"

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "That's hard to say."

Fujii Makoto looked him up and down: "Okay, even if you're not young, at least your face looks pretty young."

Sumi Kikawa whispered a reminder from the side: "Mr. Fujii."

Fujii Makoto waved his hand: "I know, I know, I'm praising him."

Gojo Satoru wasn't angry at all; instead, he said enthusiastically, "Mr. Fujii's game console is also very good. Could Sumi take one home next time?"

Fujii Makoto looked at Kikkawa Sumi with surprise.

"Are you really planning to extend the activities of the children's ward to your home?"

Sumire Kikkawa nodded: "If the machine is stable, we can consider it."

Fujii Makoto was speechless.

He glanced at the serious-looking Sumi Kichikawa, then at Satoru Gojo beside him who was grinning like a cat that had just stolen some fish, and finally let out a long sigh.

"Okay. Once I've fixed that two-player game machine in the warehouse, you can take it with you."

Gojo Satoru immediately replied in a clear voice, "Thank you, Mr. Fujii!"

Fujii Makoto got goosebumps from his polite thank you.

"No, no, no, you're being too polite, it's kind of scary."

Miyazawa Chinatsu finally spoke the words she had been holding back all afternoon.

"Dr. Kikawa".

"Um?"

"Your friend is not quite what I imagined."

Sumire Kawakawa looked at her.

Miyazawa Chinatsu glanced at Gojo Satoru and said softly, "She's more caring than I imagined."

With one hand in his pocket, Gojo Satoru accepted the compliment with a smile: "Ms. Miyazawa has excellent taste."

Miyazawa Chinatsu changed the subject: "She's even better at acting cute than I imagined."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Fujii Makoto couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Kikawa Sumi lowered her head slightly, and the corners of her lips finally couldn't help but curve upwards into a small arc.

Gojo Satoru caught the smile, immediately turned his head, and complained in a drawn-out voice.

"Xiao Cheng, aren't you going to stand up for me?"

Kikawa Sumi thought for a moment, then raised her eyes and looked at him with a peaceful and gentle gaze.

"I don't think what she said is entirely wrong."

"Eh—"

Gojo Satoru let out a long, weak protest.