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

Sumi Kichikawa's expression became more complex than ever before.

Standing beside him, Gojo Satoru quickly noticed something was amiss.

He followed Sumire's gaze to Itadori Yuujin. The six blue eyes behind the sunglasses operated silently, but he could only see the surging curse power within the boy's body and could not see any other abnormality.

But Gojo Satoru didn't ask anything.

He simply took half a step forward without making a sound, using his slender body to completely shield Kikawa Sumi behind him, blocking the prying eyes of outsiders.

"Now that you've seen the person, you should go and rest."

Gojo Satoru raised his voice, his tone returning to its usual nonchalant and casual manner, and waved to the Kyoto school students:

"The official exchange meeting hasn't even started yet, and if you damage our school's venue beforehand, you'll have to pay for it. Especially Aoi, that stone lantern you just saw was very expensive."

"Just a mere stone lantern." Toudou Aoi dismissed it dismissively, her arm still firmly draped over Itadori Yuuji's shoulder. "To confirm my best friend's growth, this price is utterly insignificant!"

"But it will be deducted from your task reward."

Aoi Toudou's fervent expression went blank for a moment, and after a long silence, she finally reluctantly released Hisahito Itadori.

The Kyoto students clearly wanted to continue observing Susumu Kikkawa, but since Satoru Gojo had already given them the order to leave, Kenji Kamo knew it was best not to linger. So, he went along with it, bowed to Satoru Gojo and Susumu Kikkawa again, and led his companions away.

Zen-in-mae fell to the back of the line.

Before leaving, she glanced at Maki one last time.

Maki seemed to sense something and raised her head. The moment their eyes met, Mai quickly looked away with a cold expression and hurried to catch up with the Kyoto school's group.

Sumi Kichikawa took in this scene but remained silent for the time being.

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"Come on, it's time to distribute Kyoto specialties!"

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands, breaking the slightly dull atmosphere in the room, and skillfully distributed the souvenirs from the paper bags to the students, thus diverting everyone's attention away from Sumi Kikawa.

Several children immediately swarmed around.

"Wow! It's Yatsuhashi!"

"Do you have any salted rice crackers? Give one to Fushiguro."

Gojo Satoru stood to the side with his hands in his pockets, smiling as he casually asked what had just happened.

Upon hearing this question, Kugizaki Nobara, with half a senbei (rice cracker) stuffed in her mouth, immediately wore a speechless expression:

"It's one thing for the people from Kyoto School to come and provoke us, but when that big guy saw Itajitsugi, he suddenly asked him what kind of woman he liked."

Yuji Itadori, holding a piece of Yatsuhashi in his hands, immediately defended himself, feeling wronged: "I just gave a normal answer!"

"He said he likes tall women, like Jennifer Lawrence," Fushiguro added expressionlessly.

"This answer seems fine." Sumire Kichikawa suppressed the turmoil in her eyes, thought for a moment, and gave a serious evaluation.

"Right!" Hisahito Itadori's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had found a savior. "I told you this answer was perfect!"

"Then that guy named Toudou started crying." Kugizaki Nobara pointed to her temple, her face full of disbelief.

"He then asserted that Hadid was his most important and closest friend, even claiming that they had attended the same high school!"

The panda stroked its fluffy chin thoughtfully: "Hiruhito is indeed very good at quickly building rapport with people."

"Salmon." Dog-Curl Thorn nodded in serious agreement.

Kugizaki Nobara stared at Itadori Yuujin for a few seconds, then suddenly gave him a suspicious look:

"Do you have some kind of weird constitution that allows you to rewrite other people's perceptions out of thin air and become friends with them instantly?"

"How could someone possibly have that kind of constitution!" Yuuji Itadori retorted loudly, almost jumping up and down. "And why does it sound like it's my fault? It was Toudou who made the decision on his own from beginning to end!"

"Who knows?" Kugizaki Nobara took a bite of Yatsuhashi. "You can even eat Sukuna's fingers, so it wouldn't be surprising if you had another strange ability."

Hisahito Itadori was completely speechless, shrinking his neck and hugging the snack box.

Kikawa Sumi quietly looked at the boy's face, which was devoid of any gloom, and then glanced at the heavy cause and effect that was still stretching endlessly into the void in his field of vision. Her fingers, which were hanging in her sleeves, curled up slightly, and her brows furrowed imperceptibly.

The rope, the container for Sukuna, and Hisahito Itsuki's extraordinary physical strength.

The three things that were originally independent seem to be vaguely connected into a line at this moment.

Gojo Satoru took in his subtle expressions, but maintained a nonchalant smile.

He chatted with the students for a few moments, then stuffed the last box of strawberry daifuku into Itadori's hand, before naturally putting his arm around Sumireki's shoulder.

"Alright, the souvenirs have been delivered. The teacher and Dr. Kikawa have a very important adult meeting to attend, so you two can have fun on your own."

Without giving the students a chance to ask further questions, Gojo Satoru put his arm around Sumireki and half-forcefully led her away from the noisy courtyard.

The two walked through the winding, ancient corridor behind the main school building, and along a secluded bluestone path with few people, all the way into the lush cedar forest on the back hill of the college.

Only after the laughter and chatter of the boys and girls behind him were completely blocked by the mountain wind and the dense forest, and after confirming that there were no more eyes or ears around, did the frivolous smile on Gojo Satoru's face gradually fade away.

He stopped in the shade of the towering ancient cedar trees.

Gojo Satoru released his hand from Sumire's shoulder. Without saying a word, he slid his hand down her forearm and his well-defined fingers gripped Sumire's slightly cool wrist.

Through the thin skin where the pulse is faintly throbbing, the warmth of my palm is transmitted without reservation.

"Cheng".

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and pulled off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, revealing his six azure eyes in the dim forest. They were clear and bright, devoid of any usual playfulness, and held a rare seriousness and sharpness.

"You've been looking at Hisahito the whole time."

Gojo Satoru looked directly into Kisakawa Sumi's trembling, deep black eyes, lowering his voice to a whisper:

"What did you find in him?"

The forest was quiet, with only the slightly warm early summer breeze blowing through the layered canopy, creating a continuous rustling sound.

Sumi Kichikawa did not answer immediately.

The dappled sunlight filtered through the gaps in the branches and leaves, falling on his sharply defined profile, but it could not dispel the unfathomable darkness and complexity in his eyes.

The burning heat of Gojo Satoru's body emanated from where their fingers and wrists met, and that real heat finally pulled his chaotic thoughts back to reality.

He seemed to be struggling to choose his words, even trying to deny the absurd cause and effect he had just witnessed.

After a long while, Sumi Kichikawa finally exhaled a breath of stale air, raised her eyes, and fixed her gaze on the depths of Gojo Satoru's azure pupils.

"Enlightenment".

"Um?"

"What do you think...?"

Kikawa Sumi paused for a moment before asking, word by word:

"Does that person, Lu Suo, have any intention of leaving offspring?"

Gojo Satoru: "???"