Those eyes stared at him continuously, from top to bottom and bottom to top, as if looking at some rare treasure.
Looking at what?
Looking at you," Gojo Satoru said. "You look good.
Tu Bai's face blushed even more intensely.
Then that hand became restless.
From his back to his waist, from his waist to the front.
Senpai..
Hmm?
Didn't you say you were going to take a bath?
Yeah." Gojo Satoru leaned in closer and whispered in his ear, "We'll wash up after we're done.
Tu Bai had no memory of how he eventually left the Bathroom.
He only remembered waking up on Day 2, his waist aching so much he couldn't get out of bed.
He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, swore through gritted teeth:
Never showering together again.
---
Gojo Satoru has been feeling a bit smug lately.
He walks with a swagger, smiling at everyone he meets.
Everyone at Jujutsu High knows that Gojo-sensei has been in love lately.
"Gojo-sensei is smiling again today," Kugisaki Nobara said.
"When does he not smile?" Itadori Yuji said.
It's different," Kugisaki Nobara said seriously. "Before, his smile was that kind of obnoxious smile, but now his smile is.. it's..
"A smile of someone in love," Fushiguro Megumi summarized.
Yaga Masamichi was also incredibly annoyed.
Whenever he has nothing to do, Gojo Satoru runs to his office, sits down, starts chatting.
Yaga, look at my Xiao Bai.
He took out his Mobile Phone and scrolled through the Photos.
In the photo, Tu Bai was sitting on the Sofa, holding a Remote Control in his hand, frowning at the Lens. He had clearly been photographed without his knowledge.
Yaga took a look.
Mm.
Just 'Mm'?" Gojo Satoru was dissatisfied, "Is it not good enough?
Yaga fell silent for two seconds.
.. Beautiful.
Gojo Satoru was satisfied.
Ieiri Shoko was more direct.
When Gojo Satoru handed over the Mobile Phone, she took a glance at it and then said:
If you keep acting like this, I'm going to send this photo to him.
Gojo Satoru was stunned: "Which one?"
Ieiri Shoko pulled out his mobile phone, on the screen was a photo of Gojo Satoru sleeping, his hair messy and a bit of drool at the corner of his mouth.
Gojo Satoru fell silent.
Then he put away his Mobile Phone and walked away in silence.
---
Tu Bai did not know this.
He only knew that Gojo Satoru returned every day in a great mood, holding him and kissing him incessantly.
What's wrong?
It's nothing," Gojo Satoru said, kissing him again, "I just wanted to kiss you.
Tu Bai was kissed for no apparent reason, but he did not push him away.
---
October 8th.
Tu Bai pushed Gojo Satoru out the door.
Let's go, let's go. Didn't you have something to do?
Gojo Satoru stood at the doorway, looking at him.
Wait for me to come back this Evening.
Tu Bai nodded.
Gojo Satoru glanced at him one more time before turning and walking away.
The Door closed.
Tu Bai leaned against the door and let out a sigh of relief.
These past few days have truly been exhausting. My waist is sore, my legs are weak, when I woke up this morning, I looked haggard in the Mirror.
He touched his abdomen, where that warm mass throbbed gently.
"Is your Dad crazy?" he whispered.
That warm light orb, of course, did not answer.
Tu Bai sighed and walked over to the sofa to sit down.
The Mobile Phone rang.
He picked it up and took a look; it was a Message from Ijichi.
[Tu Bai-kun, there is a mission here at Jujutsu High involving a Grade 2 Cursed Spirit near Shibuya. Is it convenient for you?]
Tu Bai thought about it.
A Grade 2 Cursed Spirit, no big deal. Since he was just idling at home anyway, he might as well go out and get some movement.
He typed a reply: 【Accepting.】
---
Shibuya.
3:00 PM, people coming and going.
Tu Bai wore a loose hoodie and sweatpants, with his brim pulled down very low. The earrings were still there, steadily suppressing his Demon Power. Walking in the crowd, he was just an ordinary Young Man.
Following the address provided by Ijichi, he found an abandoned Office Building.
The building was old, with mottled exterior walls and several broken Windows. The perimeter was enclosed by construction fences, a sign hung that read "Dangerous Building Awaiting Demolition."
Tu Bai walked inside.
It was dark inside, with only a few rays of sunlight streaming in through the broken Window. Scraps of waste paper and broken furniture were scattered on the Floor, covered in a thick layer of dust.
The aura of a Cursed Spirit drifted down from upstairs.
Tu Bai clenched his hand, the Black Tang Sword condensed in his Palm.
He went upstairs.
Second Floor, Third Floor, Fourth Floor.
The Cursed Spirit's aura was becoming thicker and thicker.
When he reached the Fifth Floor, he saw it.
That thing was crouching in the Corner.
At first glance, Tu Bai almost couldn't tell if that thing was a "thing" or a "person."
It had a humanoid silhouette, but it was completely distorted. Its limbs were bent backward, its elbows and knees were all in the wrong places. Its torso was stretched long, like a twisted rope. There were several lumps bulging on its back, with something moving inside them.
The head was still there, but the facial features were displaced. One Eye was positioned above the other, the mouth was stretched to the ears, revealing rows of messy teeth inside.
It saw Tu Bai and turned its head.
The eye on it blinked.
Tu Bai was stunned.
This thing.. has a human face.
Although it was distorted, it could be seen that it was once a person.
That thing lunged forward.
Tu Bai dodged to the side and swung his Long Sword to strike.
The blade struck its body, it let out a hoarse scream. It was not the screech of a Cursed Spirit, but the scream of a human.
Tu Bai's hand trembled.
But that thing did not stop, continuing to lunge forward.
Tu Bai gritted his teeth and swung his blade a few more times.
It finally fell.
Before it died, it opened its mouth and let out a muffled Voice.
It was as if it were saying something. Or perhaps it was just a death rattle.
Tu Bai stood there, looking at the still twisted and grotesque corpse on the floor, took a step back, his face pale.