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

As they lived together longer, Gojo Satoru gradually discovered more and more of Dr. Kikawa's unknown side.

For example, Dr. Kikawa, who always appears aloof and composed to outsiders, is actually a complete and utter homebody in private.

During a casual chat, Sumi Kichikawa casually remarked that she didn't like going to crowded places and was an indoor person.

At that time, Gojo Satoru thought that the daily life of a so-called "indoor doctor" was probably just brewing a cup of black coffee on a sun-drenched balcony, reading thick medical classics, or pruning flowers and plants, living a life as disciplined as an ascetic.

Until one afternoon on a day off.

Gojo Satoru pushed open the living room door and was shocked to see Sumi Kikawa curled up in the deepest corner of the sofa.

Instead of his usual impeccably tailored shirts, he wore a loose-fitting light gray cotton loungewear set, the collar slightly askew, revealing a small patch of pale collarbone.

Her normally neatly styled black hair was now a mess on her head.

He curled up in a ball, nestled in the deepest corner of the sofa, holding a game controller and frantically typing away at the TV screen.

At that moment, a look of utter shock and bewilderment flashed across the eyes of the most powerful sorcerer.

However, upon further reflection, he should have guessed that Dr. Kichikawa was not as "composed" as he had imagined when he saw the latest game console at Kichikawa's house and his astonishingly skilled gaming abilities.

It's just that it's so rare to see Sumi Kikkawa so unguarded, even a little messy and childlike.

He promptly took out his phone, snapped a picture of the figure on the sofa engrossed in playing games, and then set it as his phone's lock screen without a second thought.

After doing all this, Gojo Satoru slowly walked over.

He sat down in the empty seat next to Kikawa Sumi, naturally leaned to the side, and unceremoniously placed his two long legs on Kikawa Sumi's thighs, his ankles dangling in mid-air, swinging them aimlessly.

Kikawa Sumi's gaze remained fixed on the screen, but his hand seemed to have radar, quickly freeing one hand to precisely catch Gojo Satoru's dangling ankle.

The hands had distinct knuckles, and the fingertips had thin calluses.

When that warm, large palm touched his slightly cool skin, Gojo Satoru instinctively flinched, but quickly relaxed.

Without looking at him, Sumi Kichikawa placed her thumb on Gojo Satoru's protruding ankle bone, stroking it skillfully and gently with an almost instinctive, possessive, and comforting quality.

The rough fingertips brushed against the sensitive ankle bone, bringing an indescribable tingling sensation that climbed up the nerves of the calf.

The only sounds in the living room were the sounds of battles from the game console.

Gojo Satoru leaned back on the sofa, watching Sumi Kikawa calmly dodge the boss's ultimate attack in the game while rubbing her ankle.

"Sumi," Gojo Satoru drawled, "you're distracting me."

Without looking up, Kikawa Sumi's eyes remained fixed on the screen, her thumb continuing to rub against it. She asked in a flat tone, "Weren't you looking at your phone?"

"I'm watching you," Gojo Satoru replied confidently.

The moment those words were spoken.

Sumi Kichikawa's fingers, which were frantically pressing buttons on the controller, suddenly paused.

The hand holding Wusou's ankle unconsciously tightened its grip, pressing the slender ankle firmly into its palm.

In that mere fraction of a second of distraction, the Boss on the screen seized the opportunity and unleashed a devastating attack, causing a flash of red light representing injury to appear at the edge of the screen.

The health bar dropped by a large segment in a flash.

There was a two-second silence in the living room.

Sumire Kikawa finally looked away from the screen and turned her head.

He stared at the instigator on his lap, who was grinning mischievously, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down very slowly.

"...You made me lose blood."

He stated the fact calmly, but his low, hoarse voice revealed a helpless indulgence and forbearance that only Gojo Satoru could understand.

"Hahahahaha—"

Gojo Satoru froze for a second, then burst into a fit of laughter, his ankle, which was being held tightly in Sumire's hand, trembled, but he couldn't break free from the scalding heat.

Not only that.

A few days later, Gojo Satoru suddenly decided to order a plate of stir-fried beef with green peppers at a Chinese restaurant.

After the food was delivered, the two sat facing each other at the dining table.

Gojo Satoru watched as the composed Dr. Kikawa across from him calmly picked out the green peppers from his plate one by one with his chopsticks.

Then, without any sense of guilt or remorse, he put all of it into Gojo Satoru's bowl.

Gojo Satoru stopped eating.

He glanced at the pile of bare, pure beef on Kikawa Sumi's plate, then looked down at the "mountain of green peppers" piled up like a small mountain in his own bowl.

Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow and posed the probing question: "Are you an elementary school student?"

As the first person to be evaluated in this way by Gojo Satoru, Sumi Kizawa simply raised her eyes and met Gojo Satoru's mocking gaze with a blank expression.

Although his face remained expressionless, Gojo Satoru could detect a subtle, almost imperceptible stubbornness in the corners of his slightly pursed lips.

"I just don't like the taste," he said.

Gojo Satoru, chin in hand, continued teasing him relentlessly, his azure eyes brimming with subtle amusement: "Then why does Sumi never eat sashimi? Is it because she doesn't like the texture?"

Sumire Kawakawa put down her chopsticks.

He looked at Gojo Satoru and solemnly uttered five words:

"Parasitic risk".

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Looking at the serious face opposite him, Gojo Satoru finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He shook his head, resignedly picked up the piece of green pepper that Kikawa Sumi had given him from the bowl, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Forget it.

Elementary school students are fine.

Who can blame us when Sumi Kichikawa lets down her guard and reveals her picky eating and stubborn side? She's just so adorable.