He exhaled several large breaths in succession, then was turned around by Satoru Gojo and kissed passionately, his face held in his hands.
Those eyes were startlingly bright; even while kissing, he stared at Kobe Suzuo, with a gaze that was sincere, passionate, mad.
Kobe Suzuo's dazed brain cleared instantly, he slowly closed his eyes and replied:
“I like you, I love you, I stayed here for you, I want to be with you until the moment before death.”
Kobe Suzuo lay on Satoru Gojo's chest, laughing intermittently as she uttered her classic line:
“Of course, I would give you my life.”
Satoru Gojo picked him up again, grabbing him by the back of his knees and wrapping those long, straight legs around his waist.
He tilted his head back to kiss Kobe Suzuo.
He would bite any part of her that was brought to his lips, Kobe Suzuo's muffled moans of pain made him feel excited.
This is mine.
Satoru Gojo thought.
When everyone else has forgotten him, I remember him; it is because of me that he is willing to stay here, it is also because of me that he can continue to live here.
Only I can understand him, understand his uniqueness, understand his loneliness.
He loves me with all his heart.
So he is mine, my Suzuo.
“Satoru?”
Kobe Suzuo waved her hand in front of Satoru Gojo, frowning slightly as she pulled the towel hanging around Satoru Gojo's neck away.
“Why aren't you blow-drying your hair?”
He grabbed the other's wrist, pressed him down onto the sofa, spread a towel over the dripping white hair, rubbing it dry bit by bit.
Satoru Gojo narrowed his eyes, looking quite well-behaved with his head tilted back.
He cleared his throat with a hint of guilt after catching a glimpse of the marks he had left along Kobe Suzuo's open collar.
Nobara Iori doesn't have classes today; she should be on duty at Jujutsu High.
He stole occasional glances at Kobe Suzuo's expression, his words spilling out rapidly: "Should we go find Nobara Iori to treat you?"
It was just as malicious as the sharp-tongued Merlin.
Kobe Suzuo couldn't help herself and slapped Satoru Gojo on the top of his head. "Are you doing this on purpose?"
Satoru Gojo looked at him blankly.
Kobe Suzuo stroked Satoru Gojo's head like a kitten and sighed helplessly, "This is just a bit of flirtation. Are you really going to go and show off your kinks to Nobara Iori?"
Satoru Gojo's face flushed instantly. His skin was pale, but unlike Kobe Suzuo's cold white complexion, even a slight hint of shyness was extremely obvious on him.
Kobe Suzuo stroked Satoru Gojo's hair, actually somewhat unable to understand where his innocence lay.
He was clearly quite thick-skinned in daily life, he was also very faithful to his own desires in bed.
Feeling that it was about time, Kobe Suzuo put away the towel and sat down on the other side of the sofa, bypassing Satoru Gojo.
Satoru, do you have time this afternoon?
Satoru Gojo watched the finger marks flash before his eyes, looking somewhat distracted. "Yes, what is it?"
Kobe Suzuo picked up the notebook, skimmed through the various contact requests organized by Merlin, easily found the Gojo Clan Crest.
Then this afternoon, I'll go and propose to the Gojo Clan.
As he spoke, he gave instructions regarding the butler, whom he had not seen for a long time.
Huh?
The topic changed so quickly that Satoru Gojo couldn't react in time.
Kobe Suzuo said as if it were a matter of course:
All of my Kobe Family Direct Elders have passed away, so I can decide on matters like engagement and marriage on my own, but you'll still need to discuss it with your family, right, Satoru?
Satoru Gojo: "No, wait, isn't this a bit too sudden?"
Kobe Suzuo looked at him with a hint of confusion:
So it's just a discussion to fix a date; even after the engagement, the wedding won't happen for at least several months.
Satoru Gojo's eyes drifted, "What I meant was, you only officially returned yesterday, you shouldn't rush.."
Kobe Suzuo tossed the laptop aside, flipped over on the sofa to straddle Satoru Gojo's lap, pressed down on his shoulders, looked at him with a determined gaze:
You don't understand, the Gojo Clan's marriage must be a swift victory to prevent any complications arising from a long-drawn-out affair—
Kobe Suzuo had a sudden flash of inspiration and asked, "Why don't we just go get our marriage certificate directly?"
Chapter 100: Wrapping Up
“So it's really settled like this? Does this count as a flash marriage for them?”
Not really, right? The two of them have known each other for many years, they're both good-looking, their family backgrounds are a perfect match, they both have their own eccentricities. It's normal for two weirdos to end up as a couple.
“Is it really normal?”
How many Jujutsu Sorcerers are even normal? This is already considered a very healthy relationship for them; it's certainly better than those where lovers are separated by life and death or end up fighting each other, right?
“The example you're giving is a bit too extreme..”
In order to ensure there is enough manpower to deploy for support when emergencies arise, Jujutsu Sorcerers' vacations generally require a systematic scheduling process.
Although they cannot have normal and regular holidays like ordinary workers, once their time off accumulates to a certain extent, they can submit an application to their superiors to exchange it for a very substantial long vacation.
Apart from Sorcerers forced into service due to criminal activities, most Jujutsu Sorcerers choose to "save up leave" in this manner.
As the end of the year approached, Jujutsu Sorcerers who were out on missions or stationed in remote areas returned one after another to the Jujutsu High headquarters.
While completing the year-end assessment, he also applied for his annual leave.
This year is different from previous years; a massive scandal has leaked from the Director's Department: the Jujutsu Director's Department Minister, who has always adhered to mysticism, is to enter into a marriage alliance with the Six Eyes Child of the Gojo Clan, one of the Three Great Families.
No matter which angle you look at it from, there is so much to talk about.
Like NPCs summoned by a mysterious call, even Jujutsu Sorcerers who were eager to take a vacation stopped returning home, instead loitering around Jujutsu High like gossip-hungry onlookers in a melon field.
A group of Jujutsu Sorcerers huddled in the school's cafe, each with a cup of tea and some snacks in front of them, loudly gossiping as if no one else was around.
“But I heard the Gojo Clan seems very dissatisfied with the marriage. During the meeting at the Director's Department two days ago, the Elders directly got into a fight with the Kobe Family Elders.”
Really? Is no one stopping them?
Who would dare to interfere in a family matter? The two families are fighting more and more fiercely; they're practically at each other's throats.
“It's one thing for the Three Great Families' Elders to be notoriously old-fashioned, but why is the Kobe Family Head so hot-blooded? Are they also dissatisfied with the marriage?"
Immediately, someone argued, indignantly.
What could his family possibly be dissatisfied with? That is Satoru Gojo, the irreproachable strongest of this era, the future Gojo Clan Head.
I think it's normal for the Gojo Clan to be dissatisfied. Who knows what kind of nonsense that Kobe man will talk after the wedding? He's so calculating; I just hope he doesn't end up losing the entire Gojo Clan in the process.
The people around him couldn't stand his sarcasm and retorted with a pout:
“Then, based on what you're saying, it's quite normal for the Kobe Family to be dissatisfied."
His young master is a man as elegant and dignified as moonlight, a god-like man who changed the entire landscape of the Jujutsu World by his own strength; how could he possibly take a liking to such a willful and ill-tempered fellow like the Six Eyes?
The two looked at each other with mutual dislike, let out a cold snort, averted their eyes.
Don't any of you think this plot sounds familiar?
The soap operas my older sister watches at home—the employees in those CEO-romance dramas are just like us, gossiping about their bosses' scandals every single day.
The person who said that was punched.
What kind of nonsense is that? If you don't want to listen, get lost.
The small figure sitting in the corner finally found an opportunity to speak, asking weakly:
Um, I was only recruited by the Director's Department last year. May I ask why these two are getting married? From what you're saying, it doesn't sound like a political marriage between clans.
As soon as the words left his mouth, even the people at the nearby tables turned their heads to look at him.
The little guy instantly grew nervous, stuttering, "Can't I, I mean, is this question not allowed to be asked?"
It's not that you can't ask..
The one who had been arguing the most just now took a sip of coffee, let out a cold laugh, interrupted:
What else could it be? It's like two mismatched peas in a pod—they just clicked.
The people at the next table leaned in and chimed in, "It's rare to find two lovers in our Jujutsu World; they're precious indeed."
The woman beside the short boy gave a light sneer, stretching out her long legs and kicking over the chair at the neighboring table:
“If a young couple gets married, it's one thing for you outsiders to gossip privately, but why are you being so bitter here?”
Coffee was spilled all over his clothes, he scrambled up from the ground in a disheveled mess, tearing off his tie with a darkened face:
Who knows what schemes the Kobe family is plotting now?
No one knew when he went abroad back then, then he returned silently this spring. Before the year was even over, he suddenly wants to get engaged to Satoru Gojo. Do you dare to say he isn't hiding some other ulterior motive?
The birth of the Six Eyes ruined the first half of my life, the rise of the Kobe Family ruined the second half of my life.
That devil will eventually take control of the entire Jujutsu World and then enslave all of us.
He changed the subject and looked at the woman through clenched teeth:
“Or is it that you, Saunai Zhuzhu, as Kobe Suzuo's loyal lapdog, have obtained some inside information from him?”
Cai Ming crossed her legs and brushed aside the loose strands of hair falling over her shoulders. "See, you're getting impatient again."
She sighed with an air of calm.
Stop snapping at people like an unloved stray dog every single day.
Tanikawa, it's because your temper is too violent that you're always being used as a pawn. Otherwise, with your experience, you would have made a name for yourself under the Big Boss years ago.