Chapter 113 The Meaning of Companions
Chapter 113 The Meaning of Companions
Now that I have obtained the consent of Geto Suguru himself, I have nothing to worry about.
He stood up and dragged him into the house.
I grabbed him unexpectedly and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
"Gojo Satoru." I stood in front of the TV. The scene just showed the monster coming out of the river and fighting with Ultraman. "Go call Nozomi."
He didn't do what I asked. Instead, he looked suspiciously between me and Geto Xiayou. "Hey, you two have been sneaking around on the balcony since just now. What are you doing now?"
This was the first time I encountered this kind of notification method, and Xia Yujie was overwhelmed.
He hid behind me in shame, covering half of his face with his sleeves, lowered his head and whispered in my ear: "Master Zenyuan, why don't we forget about it today and talk about it another day."
I turned around and glared at him.
"Do you understand the principle of doing it all at once?" I said, "If we really have to wait until the next time, we don't know when it will be!"
The longer the night, the more dreams you may have. It is better to say it sooner rather than later. Otherwise, with Geto Xiayou's gloomy temper, he might regret it later.
Gojo Satoru yelled again, "What are you and Jie whispering about? Stop whispering!"
Fushiguro Shigeu was half-crouching on the sofa like a big boss. He alone occupied two-thirds of the entire sofa on the left, squeezing Hui and Tsu Miki so much that they had to run back to their room.
He was happy to watch the fun, so he started to make trouble: "What? Looking at this situation, are you going to announce that this boy is your lover?"
It does not make sense?
I rolled my eyes and said to him viciously, "If you don't know how to talk, just stop talking, okay? We have kids at home, and it's so ugly to talk about mistress or not."
"You are already a father of two children, can you please act like a parent?"
"Gojo Satoru, go make the call," I urged him again, "There's something serious to discuss."
"Hmph." He curled his lips, took out his cell phone and dialed Glass's number.
I took a deep breath and said, "Here's what happened..."
I briefly talked about the side effects of Geto Suguru's cursed spirit manipulation technique.
Reactions varied.
Fushiguro Shier sneered and said, "I am not interested in men's affairs. What happens to this boy has nothing to do with me."
Having said that, he stood up and left the living room.
I:"......."
Well, I didn't expect him to do anything in the first place, so I'm just thankful that he doesn't cause more trouble.
Nanami calmly picked up the remote control and turned off the fighting scene, then asked, "So, as the number of cursed spirits subdued increases, Senior Geto's sense of taste will also disappear more and more, is that what you mean?"
"That's about right." Xia Youjie shrugged his shoulders pretending to be relaxed and said, "Actually, this is not a big deal. After all, compared with the powerful spells, this price..."
"How can you say it's nothing!" Haibara Yu, who always respected Geto Suguru, stood up from the sofa excitedly and interrupted this sentence.
He clenched his fists and said, "Senior Xia Yu, how can you say that!"
“It is such a pity that we cannot enjoy delicious food properly!”
Geto Xiayou: "... Haibara, don't get so excited."
"It's decided!" Huiyuan Xiong clasped his hands together passionately and said excitedly: "From now on, my goal for the next period of time is to help Senior Gouyu find a way to regain his sense of taste no matter what!"
Xia Youjie covered his forehead with his hands due to a headache: "I haven't completely lost my sense of taste, and the word 'recapture' is too exaggerated!"
"Eh!? This, this......"
Both junior students spoke, but Gojo Satoru and Nozomi, two classmates of Geto Suguru, were unusually quiet.
"Jie." Glass's voice was distorted after being transmitted over the phone, making it difficult to hear the emotion in her words. "All in all, we have been classmates for more than a year."
"...Yeah." Xia Youjie said, "It's been a whole year."
"So in this year, you never thought of telling us about your sense of taste?"
Geto Xiayou was silent.
"When you come back from your Zen teacher's house, I'm going to beat you up." After she said this, she hung up the phone.
Gojo Satoru still didn't say a word.
This was a bit unexpected for me.
I thought he would be the first one to jump up and make a fuss about how Jay had hidden such an important thing.
It turned out not to be.
"What does the cursed spirit smell like?" Gojo Satoru asked, "Now is the time to tell it."
Geto Summer Oil: ".......probably a rag full of the smell of vomit."
Gojo Satoru threw away his sunglasses.
"It's really infuriating." He said, "What's going on in your head?"
Geto Summer Oil: "Satoru............"
This was probably the first time that Geto Suguru faced Gojo Satoru who was really angry with him.
Without anything covering his face, Gojo Satoru's entire face was revealed.
The ice-blue eyes, the expression that turned cold because of anger, and the slightly pursed lips instantly brought me back to the night when I first traveled through time and saved Brother Jie and was almost killed.
When Gojo Satoru gets really angry, he is very scary.
I moved towards Haibara, preparing to sneak away from Geto Suguru first.
Xia Youjie quickly grabbed my arm and said, "Master Zenin, where are you going? Didn't you agree to face it together with me?"
Hmm? Who told you that? What did you agree on? Did I say that? Was this part of our deal?
Xia Youjie, please let go quickly. If you don’t, Gojo Satoru’s anger will burn me.
"Zhenyuan, when did you first know about this?"
With Geto Suguru's action, Gojo Satoru's attention was successfully diverted to me.
He sat back on the sofa, clasped his hands together, squinted his eyes, and looked like he was ready to accuse someone.
"I just found out." I immediately pointed at Xia Youjie's throat and said, "It seems that this guy's sense of taste is not right. It was revealed with just a little trick!"
"Really... you just found out..." He let go of her hand, turned his head and looked at the dining table where they had just eaten, muttering, "You figured it out right away."
"We have been doing the same thing with him for more than a year, but we didn't notice it..."
That's because Geto Suguru is very good at hiding his emotions, and I already knew this information in advance.
“No…” Gojo Satoru scratched his hair irritably, and the hair he had just trimmed was messily crumpled into a ball. “Thinking about it carefully, I’m still angry. You didn’t even say something as important as this. It turns out that you haven’t been beaten enough, Jie!”
As he said that, he put his sunglasses back on his face, pointed out the window and said, "Come out with me now, and let's have a fight. I'm going to beat you until you tell me all the truth!"
Geto Summer Oil: “….”
"Come on, Jay, are you scared?"
Geto Xiayou turned his head and gave me a look for help.
"Wait." Nanami interrupted at this time, "Teacher Zenin, since you chose to tell Senior Geto's side effects of the cursed spirit manipulation technique at this time, do you have any clues?"
I was taken aback.
"Well... I don't have a clue." I said, "I have a vague idea."
"I once encountered a special cursed spirit that could transform a person's body and soul, even their sense of taste." I glanced at my palm, as if the cursed spirit jade was still in my hand, "But I can't encounter that one now."
After all, the real person had not been born yet at that time.
"But I thought that since this type of cursed spirit exists," I looked at Geto's throat, "it's not impossible to find another one, right?"
Even if it's not a special-grade cursed spirit as powerful as a real person, it would be good if it could just alleviate Geto Suguru's pain a little bit.
If everyone could be mobilized to look for it together, it would at least be better than him suppressing himself and struggling alone.
When something happens, talk about it and share the responsibility. Isn't this the meaning of companionship?
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