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

Gojo Satoru found the person in front of him to be really interesting.

I can keep up with his pace.

Moreover, there's no need to desperately chase after him; in fact, he remains very stable throughout and can easily walk alongside him.

This is rare.

It should be said that it is very rare.

On the last lap, the two cars were almost locked in a close battle.

Gojo Satoru used an extreme line to regain the inside lane in the last series of turns, while Kisakawa Sumi forcefully closed the gap in the acceleration zone before the finish line.

Crossing the finish line.

The screen lights up to display the settlement screen.

First place: Gojo Satoru.

Second place: Sumire Kichikawa.

Time difference: 0.018 seconds.

Several students who happened to be passing by saw the grades and couldn't help but stop.

"So close!"

"Just a little bit more!"

"Wu won?" Sumi Kichikawa looked at the screen.

Gojo Satoru tilted his head, his mouth stretching almost to his ears: "Hmm~"

"Let's play one more round."

Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow.

Sumi Kichikawa had already inserted the coin with a "ding".

"That was just me getting used to the feel of it."

Gojo looked at him for two seconds, then suddenly became even happier.

"OK."

The second game used a different high-speed track.

This time, Sumi Kichikawa won.

Difference: 0.012 seconds.

Gojo Satoru stared at the tiny difference on the screen and remained silent for a rare second.

The students watching nearby had already started whispering among themselves.

"Those two are really strong."

"Professional matches?"

"It feels like the finals."

"But they seemed really familiar with each other..."

Gojo Satoru clearly heard it.

He glanced at Sumireki Kichikawa.

Sumi Kichikawa heard it too, but he simply loosened his grip on the steering wheel, stretched his wrists, and said calmly, "The third round?"

Gojo Satoru's lips curled up slightly.

"certainly."

None of them corrected the misunderstanding of the students next to them.

Both of their attention had been drawn to the game.

In the third round, the system determined a double champion.

Time difference: 0.000 seconds.

When the "double victory" effect popped up on the screen, Gojo Satoru fell silent.

Sumi Kichikawa looked at the result, her tone somewhat surprised.

"It's a draw."

Gojo Satoru stared at the screen.

"This is the first time I've seen this judgment in a racing game."

"Me too."

"Again?"

Sumire Kichikawa glanced at the number of onlookers.

It has grown from just a few students to a small group.

Some people even took out their phones to take pictures.

After thinking for a moment, Sumi Kichikawa said, "Let's go somewhere else."

Gojo Satoru followed his gaze and looked around, then smiled.

"Being too popular can also be a problem."

Sumire Kawakawa looked at him.

"Are you used to it?"

"almost."

"Then you'll be in charge of leading the way."

Gojo Satoru immediately stood up and walked to the front as if it were nothing.

"Leave it to me."

As soon as the two left, the murmurs behind them grew louder.

Are they really friends?

Would a friend do that?

"...If we're not friends, the atmosphere is just too weird."

"But they themselves seem completely unaware..."

Sumi Kichikawa heard a little of it, but didn't turn around.

Gojo Satoru, of course, heard it too.

He walked ahead with his hands in his pockets, his smile even more pronounced than before.

friend.

That word isn't wrong.

At least for now, they are indeed friends.

They're just friends who eat together, feed each other desserts, play games together at night, and get excited about a match.

Thinking about it that way, it doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with it.

Gojo Satoru quickly accepted this explanation.

Next, they played a two-player shooting game.

This is a collaborative model.

The screen shows a gloomy, dilapidated research institute, with monsters swarming out from every nook and cranny.

Gojo Satoru picked up the plasticky light gun, still looking rather lazy. Kisakawa Sumi didn't fire immediately, her fingers rapidly pressing the buttons, testing the reload, item, and assist functions.

Gojo Satoru noticed his movements.

"Xiao Cheng is very cautious."

"First, confirm the mechanism."

"It's just a game."

"Not understanding the rules will waste opportunities."

Gojo Satoru chuckled.

"The Doctor's Game Theory?"

"I guess so."

When the fight actually started, Gojo Satoru realized that Sumi Kiseki's statement that she "knew a little" was far less exaggerated than he had imagined.

In the first round, he thought that Sumire Kichikawa was only good at shooting.

In the second round, he discovered that this person not only had excellent aim, but also always managed to find hidden supply crates in the most obscure corners.

In the third challenge, he realized that Sumi Kichikawa was not simply quick-witted.

He was reading the situation.

He quickly broke down the monster's location, attack interval, spawn route, and hidden reward trigger conditions into information that could be processed.

Gojo Satoru was in charge of direct assault and brute force clearing the area, while Kikkawa Sumi was responsible for filling in any gaps and controlling the pace. Despite not having discussed it beforehand, the two worked together seamlessly.

As soon as Gojo Satoru swung his gun to the left, Sumire Kigawa's bullet had already blown up the annoying flying monster in the upper right corner. And in the instant Kigawa reloaded, Gojo Satoru's firepower seamlessly followed, suppressing the monster horde in front of him.

The health bars above both of their heads remained steadily above the safety line from beginning to end.

The third level has ended, and the leaderboard has been updated.

The first and second place were both overtaken by them.

The new number one: Gojo Satoru.

The new second place: Sumi Kichikawa.

The difference is extremely small.

Gojo Satoru lowered his gun, stared at the screen, and suddenly let out a short, low laugh.

Sumire Kikawa asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Gojo Satoru said. "I just feel like I came to the right place today."

"Because we won?"

"No." Gojo Satoru turned to look at him, "Because we almost didn't win."

Sumire Kikawa was slightly taken aback.

Gojo Satoru's tone was relaxed, but there was a hint of genuine excitement in it.

His state is very similar to that of the people that Sumi Kichikawa encountered in her previous mission world. He is someone who has been standing too far away for a long time, and suddenly finds that there are people around him who can stand on the same line.

This reminded Sumire Kichikawa of Gojo Satoru, whom she had seen before.

He always smiles.

Lighthearted, carefree, and seemingly indifferent to everything.

But thinking about it carefully, perhaps it is precisely because he can do everything so easily that he seems a little lonely.

It's not that no one is approaching him.

Rather, very few people can actually keep up with him.

Sumi Kichikawa put the game gun back.

"Shall we continue?"

Wu Tiaowu's smile deepened.

"certainly."

They played a few more rounds.

There are wins and losses.

More often than not, the results are very close.

For the first time, Gojo Satoru experienced the feeling of "getting serious" in a noisy arcade.

This is fresh.

It was also very enjoyable.

Sumi Kichikawa also felt pleased.

He hadn't played a game so purely in a long time.

He had played many games in other worlds in the past, but most of the time, there were mission objectives behind the games.

To gain favor.

Get the reward.

Trigger the plot.

Unlock side quests.

It's rare for me to sit down and play just because I want to.

Few people can get him to relax while simultaneously having to concentrate.

Gojo Satoru is that kind of person.

It's obviously very strong.

They react quickly, make quick judgments, and adapt even faster.

Playing games with him, there's no need to slow down or constantly explain. Just one action or route choice is enough for him to understand the next move.

Sumi Kichikawa felt comfortable.

This is truly rare.

Finally, they stopped in front of a retro co-op machine at the very back of the arcade.

The machine had a blue and white casing, and pixelated titles scrolled across the screen.

Stargate Adventure.

Two-person collaboration.

Gojo Satoru looked at the name and smiled.

"This one looks very old."

"But it's well-maintained," said Sumi Kichikawa as she tried it out.

"Want to play?"

"Play."