Wow, they said they were bringing them to the island for training, but after only a few days, they had already vanished without a trace.
Satoru Gojo poked at that emoticon viciously with his fingertip, feeling for some reason that the cheeky [^-^] carried a hint of provocation.
He thought for a moment, then sent a message back to Kobe Suzuo:
[Work hard (kiss) (kitty spinning around making a heart)]
Kobe Suzuo replied instantly, but her response consisted of only two words, both bland and heavy with the exhaustion of work.
[Received]
Satoru Gojo clicked his tongue in annoyance, unable to figure out if Kobe Suzuo was having an outburst of his old-guard personality or if he was just being a repressed, brooding man.
With the special sponsorship of the Kobe Family's black technology, the mobile phones of the Jujutsu High students have generally been upgraded.
At an age when they should have been using flip phones, they experienced functions that were ahead of their time.
Satoru Gojo cleared his throat and sent a voice message to Kobe Suzuo: "Eh~ Won't Suzuo give me a kiss to comfort me? So cold."
When you're lonely, you look for Suzuo, all I get is adult-like politeness? How heartbreaking.
Satoru Gojo's own voice was more magnetic, deep and sexy; one could tell just by the sound that he was a total hunk.
Because of his uninhibited personality, his usual way of speaking was more of a playful, energetic brightness.
This kind of voice wasn't suited for speaking in a high-pitched tone; at the very least, it couldn't be too exaggerated, or Nobara Iori and Suguru Geto would always say it was disgusting when they heard it.
But Kobe Suzuo thought it was a striking contrast.
Satoru Gojo could tell that Kobe Suzuo thought he spoke in such a cute way.
He stared at the chat interface, looking forward to Kobe Suzuo's reaction, felt satisfied when he caught a string of gibberish sent from the other side, which was then quickly recalled.
Satoru Gojo finally felt relieved and finished his breakfast in high spirits.
While warming up on the training field, his phone let out a "ding," and Satoru Gojo glanced at it as if possessed.
It was a thirty-second voice message. Only after opening it and listening closely could the faint sound of breathing be heard amidst the pin-drop silence.
Just as Satoru Gojo's patience was running out and he was beginning to suspect it was a misclicked message, Kobe Suzuo's gentle voice softly uttered a single word.
“chu”
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Kobe Suzuo pronounced the sound with enough lingering sweetness that it even felt vaguely solemn.
Eh?
Satoru Gojo's eyes suddenly widened. He clicked on the voice message again in disbelief, enduring the long silent segment as he waited for that syllable to appear once more.
Chiyu
This time, Satoru Gojo heard him clearly.
Kobe Suzuo enunciated every single syllable, as if she were nervous or perhaps shy, making a simple word sound strangely awkward.
How could anyone in this world read the word "kiss" like that!
Is this really not a prank?
Satoru Gojo's emotions were exploding with complexity; he looked at the chat interface and couldn't help but open it to listen to it once more.
This time, at the end of the voice message, he heard Kobe Suzuo's signature smile, as gentle as a spring breeze brushing against one's face.
Kobe Suzuo could have easily chosen not to send this message at all, or simply sent a simple onomatopoeia of a kiss like "chuchu."
But Kobe Suzuo chose neither. Instead, he chose to use this method, subtly laying out both his conflicted doting and his teasing for all to see.
It was terrible.
..
Fushiguro Toji, who was looking after the children, let himself go the very day Kobe Suzuo left the island.
Fushiguro Megumi, Fushiguro Tsumiki, Riko Amanai got along well; after leaving the two children with the other older child, he completely stopped caring whether they lived or died.
Aside from showing up just in time for the end of training to demonstrate his bodyguard's divine strength, this guy would take a translator on a whim whenever he had free time, boarding the island's small yacht and heading toward the local dens of vice with his eyes closed.
The unlucky translator who had been kidnapped by him cried while reporting him to his own boss.
Helpless in Japan, Kobe Suzuo could only offer consolation: "It's fine. He only lost his own money. Just don't let the outside world know that Toji is part of our company."
It would affect the reputation too much.
Riko Amanai's daily routine consisted only of some physical training, which she originally found somewhat boring.
After hanging out with those two precocious kids from the Fushiguro Family, he had become the leader of the pack, with two little shorties following him around the island every day on adventures.
A truly reliable adult, the great Ms. Mikage Kurosawa took on the role of a nanny for the three children, her eyes brimming with tears.
Fortunately, with the help of the Kobe Family staff in looking after her daily needs, her work was not strenuous.
If Makoto Hibara finished training early, he would also wander around the island with the three children.
He sent photos of the island to his family and was asked by his younger sister to pick up some beautiful seashells to bring back.
A few children clamored to help, treating this as an adventure mission and holding a beauty pageant in an attempt to find the most beautiful seashells.
Kento Nanami has awakened his inner fisherman; lately, whenever he has free time, he grabs a fishing rod and sits on a small stool by the shore, fishing tirelessly.
Occasionally, the staff would also take him out to sea for deep-sea fishing.
He was likely still in his rookie protection period, returning with a full catch every single time.
Kobe Suzuo also arranged physical training for Nobara Iori, attempting to cultivate this precious logistics role into a combat healer.
Unfortunately, Nobara Iori neither resisted nor cooperated; no matter how much pressure or temptation was applied, it was useless.
She was the one among these people who knew how to enjoy life the most, having experienced everything from rowing and snorkeling to parasailing and various spa treatments.
She even wore mature makeup and sampled the sweet liqueur prepared by Kobe Suzuo's "personal" bartender.
She would occasionally go and take a look at the training of her peers and juniors, acting completely free and easy, having come purely to enjoy herself.
Time passed quickly, by the day of Kobe Suzuo's return, Satoru Gojo's training was essentially complete, he had finally, albeit clumsily, learned the Reverse Cursed Technique.
Even though he had only succeeded once.
But Satoru Gojo is a genius; as long as he has succeeded once, the proficiency of this skill is guaranteed to reach one hundred percent.
Suguru Geto's plan to create a Special Grade Cursed Spirit was put on hold, but he had at least successfully tested out an incredibly powerful space-type technique.
They had a fight the moment they met; Suguru Geto didn't win, Satoru Gojo was trapped in the Gap for ten seconds, nearly losing.
That afternoon, it was to celebrate their progress and to welcome the soon-to-arrive Kobe Suzuo.
A group of people gathered on the beach, preparing to hold a joyful and grand barbecue.
Author's Note:
Suzuo is a zero, but being a zero from the start to eventually becoming a one is a mandatory part of the BL domineering CEO trope.
By the way, Kobe Suzuo is 183 cm tall but secretly wears elevator shoes, so during their time at Jujutsu High, he appeared taller than Satoru.
Because it is from the perspective of the main shou, Kobe Suzuo glosses over his height every time it is mentioned, but he really cares about it.
ps This is a new account, comments require review, so I won't explain in the comment section. Love you all, mwah.
Chapter 45 That Zesty Fruit
Yo, isn't this Osaruto? You're still alive, I see?
Cai Ming followed behind Kobe Suzuo, wearing a uniform embroidered with the bellflower crest, her words flowing with top-tier eloquence.
Her mission today was to cause trouble; after entering the room, she completely ignored all rules and etiquette.
As soon as Kobe Suzuo sat down, Saunai Zhuzhu rushed over to "greet" an old acquaintance.
Zenin Osaruto smiled, appearing as silent as if he had practiced a vow of silence, but there was someone else who was the first to lose their composure.
Zenin Meita was furious, scolding in a low voice, "You brat, where are your manners?"
Cai Ming completely ignored him and looked toward Zenin Shinichi, who was standing beside Osaruto.
She feigned a moment of recollection before pretending to suddenly remember who this person was, remarking:
This is Shinichi, right? He grew up far too quickly; I almost didn't recognize him.
Where is your brother, Toji? Sigh, it really wasn't easy for that kid to grow up like this after being bullied by you all since he was little.
Cai Ming looked around, seemingly completely unable to read the atmosphere, asked again:
Why do you all have that look on your faces? Is someone dead? Oh~ Not dead, huh? Looking at your expressions, I thought there was a funeral in the family, haha.
Zenin Meita no longer cared about the setting at all, shouting loudly, "Zenin Cai Ming! Can't you see that both Clan Heads are sitting in the front! What kind of nonsense are you talking!"
Cai Ming finally glanced at Zenin Meita:
My goodness, how can the prestigious Zenin Clan not even manage basic hygiene? Is there such a large piece of trash in the drawing room that no one bothers to clean up?
As if she had seen something filthy, Cai Ming quickly averted her gaze and said coldly:
And besides, you knew our Clan Head was present. To call someone from the Kobe Family 'Zenin' right in front of the Kobe Clan Head.. you're quite bold, Uncle.
Cold sweat broke out on Zenin Meita's face in an instant.
The man sitting in the seat of honor wore an iconic fox mask, held an ancient-looking walking stick in his hand, wore a golden bellflower earring in his right ear.
He did not wear a kimono like the heads of the Three Great Families, but instead wore an exquisite suit, with leather gloves covering his skin and a striking jade thumb ring.
His age was impossible to tell, his strength was equally inscrutable; his entire aura was cold and solemn, making one afraid to even look up.
On the other side, Zenin Naobito, the current head of the Zenin Clan, has remained silent thus far.
The Kobe Family Head was famous for being protective of their own, but the Zenin Clan had no such rule.
Zenin Meita could only lower his voice once more, his words carrying a faint hint of a threat:
Bastard, no matter how much you deny it, you have the blood of the Zenin Clan flowing through your veins. Your mother married into the Zenin Clan, which makes you a member of the Zenin Clan..
Cai Ming waved her hand impatiently:
“Hey, hey, let's not talk about how my parents are already divorced. My dad has been dead for so many years, my mom had already changed back to her maiden name before she died, so let's just drop it, okay?”
Cai Ming spread her hands helplessly like a rogue, her blonde hair and various accessories catching everyone's attention: