“Mr. Suzuo, are you alright?”
The door to the rooftop was kicked open once again.
The existence of that bomb downstairs has already been revealed within small circles.
Several capable Jujutsu Sorcerers were discussing whether they could use a Cursed Technique to forcibly dismantle it, while the bomb expert providing remote guidance, unaware of the situation, was doing his best to stop them.
“If you don't want everyone in the entire building to die with it, tell the outsiders to stop messing around!”
Suguru Geto, who heard the news on the street, almost wanted to go and watch; he was truly curious!
Although a Cursed Spirit will be born if a Jujutsu Sorcerer dies at the hands of a non-sorcerer, a person is dead once they die, even if they become a Cursed Spirit, they are still dead!
However, Supervisor Kobe was no different from an ordinary person, Suguru Geto truly felt uneasy leaving Kobe Suzuo alone.
He secretly released a Cursed Spirit with strong concealment abilities to scout the situation, while he himself rushed toward the rooftop carrying the Cursed Object.
The closer he got to the rooftop, the more he felt that something was terribly wrong; the concentration of Cursed Energy on the rooftop was simply too high, with all sorts of various auras clashing together.
Calling Kobe Suzuo again, the call would no longer go through.
Suguru Geto was a bit panicked, but it wasn't the kind of panic caused by worrying that Kobe Suzuo would run into trouble.
His current mood was a bit like having a project due at the end of the month, only to find that the higher-ups aren't answering their phones and it seems like the boss has been kidnapped.
The wealthy big boss would definitely be fine, but his project was highly likely to fall through.
Such an association is truly inappropriate, but Suguru Geto really could not imagine a scene where Kobe Suzuo gets into trouble.
He might have been affected by the Cursed Technique on Kobe Suzuo again.
Suguru Geto rushed there with a strange feeling in his heart, kicking open the rooftop door. He froze for over ten seconds before stepping back out and closing the door.
Fushiguro Toji went out with him.
The two stood in the stairwell, staring at each other for two seconds, before Fushiguro Toji said:
I'm heading out first. Once those two are done being intimate, tell Mr. Suzuo to remember to double tonight's overtime pay.
Intimacy.
Suguru Geto shuddered, before he could speak, Fushiguro Toji jumped straight down from the ladder well.
A long-awaited sound of a heavy object hitting the ground rang out.
Suguru Geto calmly accepted the fact that someone had jumped from the 40th-floor atrium, feeling that the sight of Kobe Suzuo and Satoru Gojo kissing out of sync was even more shocking.
Kissing.
He knew, of course, that it couldn't possibly be a kiss; the two of them were just standing a bit close, their sense of personal space somewhat blurred.
But the moon was bright, the starlight was brilliant, the breeze was gentle; the atmosphere was perfect.
The night breeze stirred Satoru Gojo's silver-white hair, intertwining it with Kobe Suzuo's pitch-black hair, like a galaxy flowing amidst an ink-colored backdrop, shimmering with a cold, silver-obsidian light.
They weren't actually that close, but that strange filter around Kobe Suzuo was working its magic again.
Especially when Satoru Gojo, who had his back to him, leaned forward slightly, the gaze of Kobe Suzuo, whose face was mostly obscured by Satoru Gojo, was soft, as if glaciers were melting..
Well, Kobe Suzuo was always very gentle, describing it as "glaciers melting" wasn't quite accurate, but it felt different.
It was truly different; even though he knew it was impossible for it to be like what he imagined, he still couldn't help but think about it in a different way.
Makoto Hibara's deafening "So sweet!" echoed in his ears differently.
Two Suguru Getos were fighting inside Suguru Geto's mind.
One was playing the role of the "female lead's best friend," repeating "So sweet!" as if possessed by Makoto Hibara.
Another one was him, pointing at a photo of Satoru Gojo's usual facial expressions, frantically emphasizing, "You can even ship this?! It's impossible to ship!"
Suguru Geto covered his face in pain, a murmur escaping through his fingers, "I really should read less manga."
He took a full three minutes to prepare himself mentally before taking a deep breath and pushing open the door.
Kobe Suzuo sat on a lounge chair, drawing something on a tablet, while Satoru Gojo crouched on the floor beside the people lying there, studying the bone collars around their necks.
Thank God, there were no strange scenes this time.
Classmate? What type of women do you like?
The sigh of relief Sukuru Geto had just let out was abruptly stifled by the sudden appearance of the blonde woman beside him. ".. Who are you?"
Yuki Tsukumo tilted her head back and puffed out her chest. "Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer, Yuki Tsukumo."
Suguru Geto nodded indifferently, "Oh, that idle person who does nothing of substance abroad."
Yuki Tsukumo's expression collapsed instantly. "Just what kind of reputation do I have at Jujutsu High right now?"
Suguru Geto smiled politely, "It's hard for a terrible employee who shirked their responsibilities to have a good reputation in the company, right?"
This was a metaphor that Kobe Suzuo often used.
Yuki Tsukumo scrutinized Suguru Geto with a suspicious look, eyeing him up and down several times.
Gentle and considerate, with his own sense of fashion, he appeared to be the type who thinks a lot; he would likely have plenty to talk about with Kobe Suzuo.
Although she was quite young, she seemed rather mature?
A lightbulb went off in her head, she turned to ask Kobe Suzuo:
“Suzuo, is this what you like?”
Chapter 33: The Party Involved
No normal person would discuss such an impertinent topic upon their first meeting.
Suguru Geto thought, so this was a psychopath.
It is quite normal for a Jujutsu Sorcerer to be mentally unstable.
But as Kobe Suzuo's silence grew longer, Suguru Geto's gentle mask gradually died.
He stood frozen in place, his entire being shrouded in a gray, desolate aura of "Who am I, where am I, save me."
The truth is certainly not what you think.
Suguru Geto's Adam's apple bobbed. "But I still have to ask, the basis for your conclusion is??"
Tell me what made you misunderstand, I'll change it right now.
Suguru Geto did not possess the kind of perverse sense of humor or high sanity that Satoru Gojo had; he certainly lacked the courage to go head-to-head with the halo surrounding Kobe Suzuo.
As for princess carries and such, Satoru can be the only one to enjoy them.
Watching the fire from the opposite bank was already enough to make one lose their sanity; if he actually got involved.. even if there was no actual harm, it would be truly socially mortifying!
Yuki Tsukumo seemed completely oblivious to Suguru Geto's embarrassment; she held up a finger in front of her and declared:
“One can see a person's true nature through their romantic preferences.”
By the way, love is either a way to fill the voids in each other's souls, or a resonance between two souls; I agree with both of these views.
She found an empty table next to Kobe Suzuo and patted the chair beside her, signaling Suguru Geto to sit down, looking as if she were about to have a heart-to-heart talk.
When I first met Suzuo two years ago, he said he came to this world just to find his Fated Person and get married. He sounded so sentimental about it.
But back then, he had no idea what type he liked; he was like an idiot with no clue, the possibility of him marrying his work was higher than the possibility of him marrying a human.
Haha, is that so?
Suguru Geto listened uneasily, experiencing what it truly meant to be on pins and needles.
Don't bother discussing topics like exposing the Director's romantic history with a supporting character like me, who doesn't even have a romantic subplot.
If you have such a strong desire to share, you could talk to Satoru about it. Oh, right, where is Satoru?
Suguru Geto inconspicuously scanned the scene, the several Sorcerers who had been captured were already unconscious on the ground.
Satoru Gojo changed his position, crouching in a spot neither too far nor too close to the rest area, playing on his phone.
The flickering light from the smartphone screen illuminated his face. He wore no sunglasses and no blindfold, his gaze vacant, wearing an expression of complete indifference as if nothing concerned him.
Like a white, fluorescent mushroom.
Kobe Suzuo wore headphones and held a stylus, appearing to be deeply focused on contemplating some difficult problem.
The two of them stood at a distance that was neither too close nor too far, without any conversation or contact.
Cold as moonlight, it was as if the intimate distance Suguru Geto had seen not long ago was merely an illusion.
Suguru Geto belatedly sensed the strange atmosphere.
It wasn't his fault he was slow to catch on.
First of all, Suguru Geto was a high school student who didn't consider underage romance, secondly, he knew that there was absolutely no romantic relationship between Kobe Suzuo and Satoru Gojo.
After all, all those various speculations and topics were merely built upon the influence of the bizarre Cursed Technique.
Even the person involved didn't care, so it was perfectly fine to make a few jokes.
Jokes aside, when it came to a topic like this, Makoto Hibara didn't even take it seriously.
—So what exactly happened during those three minutes when the door was closed!
What's with this bickering young couple atmosphere!
A filter, right? This is definitely a filter, isn't it?
Kobe Suzuo possesses a certain quality that is completely out of place in this world, yet she is unexpectedly obsessed with the so-called Fated Person.
Is he looking for someone in this world who can resonate with his soul? Or is he looking for someone who can complement his soul?
“It's strange, isn't it? He clearly looks like the type of person who wouldn't compromise even if his family forced him into an arranged marriage.”
That's why I've always been curious about what kind of person he would like.
The topic of [being forced by one's family to go on blind dates] is far too distant from the world of Jujutsu Sorcerers.
Still, in families like Supervisor Kobe's and Satoru's, it wouldn't be strange if such a situation existed..
Suguru Geto felt that he had encountered the most useless topic at too young an age.
He spoke hesitantly, "Actually, I haven't known Mr. Suzuo for very long, we haven't had much contact. You're definitely overthinking it.."