Chapter 72
On Christmas, it snowed lightly in Tokyo.
When Tu Bai woke up in the morning, the area outside the window was already covered in a layer of white. It wasn't a thick layer of snow, but a thin one, coating the tree branches and the Rooftop, looking as if it had been dusted with icing sugar. He leaned against the Window to watch for a while, then Gojo Satoru pressed against him from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder.
“What are you looking at?”
Snow.
You've never seen snow?
I have. But there isn't much snow in Tokyo.
Gojo Satoru laughed and kissed his ear. "What do you want to do today?"
Tu Bai thought about it. "Didn't you say you wanted to wear a dress?"
Gojo Satoru was stunned, then he laughed. "You actually remember."
Of course I remember." Tu Bai turned to look at him. "You're not thinking of going back on your word, are you?
I haven't changed my mind," Gojo Satoru said. "The dress is in the cabinet; go get it yourself.
Tu Bai's eyes lit up. He ran to the wardrobe, opened Gojo Satoru's half, saw it at a single glance. It was red, hanging at the very back, with a long skirt; the fabric had a soft luster under the light. He took it out to look; it was a very vibrant red, made of velvet, with lace trim on the collar and cuffs.
“When did you buy it?” Tu Bai asked.
Last week," Gojo Satoru said, leaning against the headboard. "I bought it online.
Tu Bai imagined Gojo Satoru searching for dresses online and couldn't help but laugh. "What else?"
Gojo Satoru took a box out of the nightstand drawer, opened it, inside was a long black wig with large waves and long curly hair.
Tu Bai looked at him, somewhat surprised. "You're actually quite serious about this."
Of course." Gojo Satoru stood up, took the dress and wig, walked into the Bathroom. "Wait.
The door closed. Tu Bai sat by the bedside, his heartbeat racing slightly. He didn't even know what he was nervous about; it wasn't as if he hadn't seen Gojo Satoru before, but he was still nervous.
After about five minutes, the door opened.
Gojo Satoru walked out.
Tu Bai looked at him, stunned for several seconds. The red velvet dress fit him perfectly, the cinched waist design outlining his waistline, with the hem reaching his calves and revealing his ankles. The wig was black, styled in large waves draped over his shoulders, making his face appear even paler. He was even wearing lipstick, a very pure red.
Aside from being too tall—at 1.9 meters, nothing could hide his height—everything else looked perfectly natural. He even looked a bit good. No, not just a bit good, he looked beautiful.
Tu Bai's face turned red all the way to the tips of his ears. "You.."
"How is it?" Gojo Satoru spun around, his skirt fluttering.
Tu Bai opened his mouth, but no words would come out. Gojo Satoru walked over, knelt down in front of him, looked up at him. "Say something."
Tu Bai reached out and touched his wig. The strands were very soft, with a great touch. "Why is there lipstick?"
"Is it pretty?" Gojo Satoru said.
Tu Bai nodded. He didn't know why, but his nose suddenly felt a bit sore. Gojo Satoru noticed his expression. "What's wrong?"
Nothing," Tu Bai said, his voice a little hoarse, "It's just.. you being like this will spoil me.
Gojo Satoru smiled. "Is that not a good thing?"
"I won't be able to leave you." Tu Bai looked at him.
Gojo Satoru said nothing, reaching out to rub his hair. "Then don't leave."
Tu Bai sniffed his nose. "Turn around so I can take a look."
Gojo Satoru stood up and turned around. The back of the dress was V-shaped, revealing the smooth muscular lines on his back. Tu Bai stared for a few seconds, then reached out and touched his back.
"Does it look good?" Gojo Satoru turned back.
It's good," Tu Bai said, "but it's too tall.
Gojo Satoru smiled helplessly. "There's nothing I can do about it; it's natural."
The two of them looked into the mirror for a long time. Gojo Satoru struck several poses while Tu Bai took photos to commemorate the moment. After finishing the photoshoot, he felt a bit moved. This man, the Strongest Sorcerer, was wearing a skirt, a wig, lipstick just for him. Tu Bai felt that he was probably the most prestigious person in this world.
“I'm going to buy Cake,” Gojo Satoru said. “Stay home and be good.”
Going now?
Yeah, let's go early so they don't sell out." Gojo Satoru took off the dress and wig, changing back into his Clothes. Before heading out, he turned back to look at Tu Bai. "Wait for me to come back.
Tu Bai nodded. The door closed. He sat on the Sofa for a while, then stood up, walked into the Bedroom, took a Box out from the very back of the wardrobe.
It was sent by Tu a few days ago. Opening it, there was a small white dress inside. It was lace, with a very short hem and a bow at the neckline. There was also a pair of white long socks and a small crown headband. On the note, Tu had written: Second Brother, good luck!
Tu Bai held the dress, his face turned red again.
He hesitated for a long time before finally putting it on. The skirt was very short, reaching only mid-thigh. Long socks covered his legs, with lace trim at the tops. A golden, sparkling tiara headband was worn on his head.
He stood before the Mirror, his face flushing uncontrollably. Then he walked to the Living Room and moved the large decorative Birthday Gift from under the tree onto the Floor. The Box was large, one he had specially bought a few days ago, originally intended for decorations. He opened the lid, crawled inside, crouched down, closed the lid.
It was dark and narrow inside. He could hear his own Heartbeat, thumping, thumping, thumping, so fast.
He wrote a line on the Note: "Open for a surprise. — Xiao Bai" and then stuck the Note onto the outside of the Box.
Then the waiting began.
Time seemed to pass very slowly. He crouched in the Box, his legs already feeling a bit numb. He changed his posture and continued to crouch. After a while longer, he heard the sound of the door lock.
Gojo Satoru walked in. "Xiao Bai?" No one answered. "Xiao Bai?" Still no answer.
Tu Bai heard him walk around the Living Room, then his footsteps stopped.
"What is this?" Gojo Satoru's voice, filled with laughter.
Tu Bai heard the sound of the Note being torn off. It was quiet for a few seconds. Then, footsteps approached the Box. The lid was lifted.
Light poured in. Tu Bai squinted his eyes and looked up.
Gojo Satoru stood outside the box, still holding the cake box in his hands. He looked down at Tu Bai inside the box and froze. Tu Bai was wearing a small white dress and a crown headband, crouching inside the gift box, his face as red as a cooked shrimp.
Master," he said softly, "please accept me.
After saying that, he buried his face in his knees, not daring to look at Gojo Satoru. It was too shameful. The nonsense Tu had taught him.
It was quiet for several seconds. Then, the sound of a Cake Box being placed on the Floor. Then, a hand reached in, cupped his face, lifted it up.
Gojo Satoru's face was very close, something was burning within his blue eyes. His voice dropped low and turned slightly hoarse. "Does Baby know what he is doing?"
Tu Bai nodded.
Gojo Satoru stared at him for two seconds, then leaned down and scooped him out of the Box. Tu Bai was held in his arms, his dress wrinkled, the lace of his long socks rolled up to his thighs. Gojo Satoru looked down at him, his gaze moving from top to bottom, then from bottom to top.
"Who bought you that dress?" he asked.
Tu.
Turn back and thank him.
Before Tu Bai could even speak, Gojo Satoru had already leaned down and kissed him. The kiss was deep and forceful, as if he intended to devour him. Tu Bai was kissed until he was breathless, his hands clutching Gojo Satoru's clothes.
Gojo Satoru released him, pressing his forehead against his. "The Cake hasn't been eaten yet."
Mm..
Should I eat the Cake first, or eat you first?
Tu Bai's face turned even redder. "What do you think?"
Gojo Satoru smiled. He placed Tu Bai on the Sofa and turned around to get the cake. He opened the box; inside was a Strawberry Cream Cake, with white cream topped with fresh strawberries.
Gojo Satoru used his finger to scoop up a bit of cream and smeared it onto Tu Bai's collarbone. Tu Bai flinched. "Cold—"
Before he could even finish speaking, Gojo Satoru had already leaned down and licked it away. His tongue swept across the collarbone, licking slowly and meticulously. Tu Bai bit his lips.
Gojo Satoru smeared more cream on Tu Bai's neck. He licked it off again. Then came his arm, his shoulder, his waist. The strawberries from the cake were fed into Tu Bai's mouth one by one, cloyingly sweet.
Tu Bai lay on the sofa, covered in cream. Gojo Satoru licked it clean bit by bit, from his collarbone to his chest, from his chest to his abdomen. Tu Bai gripped the sofa cushion, his fingernails digging into it.
“Senpai..”
Hmm?
Enough..
“Not enough.” Gojo Satoru looked up, cream still smeared at the corner of his mouth, “The cake isn't finished yet.”
He picked up the cake and poured it directly onto Tu Bai. Cream smeared onto his skin, strawberries tumbled onto the floor. Tu Bai let out a cry. "What are you doing!"
"It's easier this way," Gojo Satoru said, leaning down.
The Cake was not eaten properly in the end. Cream was smeared everywhere—on the Sofa, the Carpet, on both of them. Gojo Satoru ate very slowly, so slowly that Tu Bai felt every second was like a year.
“The way Baby looks in a dress,” Gojo Satoru whispered in his ear, his voice incredibly hoarse, “is truly beautiful.”
Tu Bai gripped the bed sheet, unable to speak.
In the early morning, Tu Bai was so exhausted that he couldn't even lift a finger. But Gojo Satoru still looked as if his spirit was at its peak.
Xiao Bai.
Mm..
You are mine.
Tu Bai gave a dazed hum.
Gojo Satoru hugged him tightly. After a long time, Tu Bai felt a strange sensation. He was stunned for a moment, then he realized. "You—"
Mine," Gojo Satoru said, his voice muffled, "They are all mine.
Tu Bai wanted to curse him, but he no longer had the strength. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
On Day 2 Morning, Tu Bai was woken by the Sunlight.
He opened his eyes, feeling as if his entire body had been broken apart. His waist ached, his legs ached, everything ached. He slowly turned over and saw Gojo Satoru still sleeping, his hair messy and the corner of his mouth curled up, as if he were having a wonderful dream.
Tu Bai stared at him for a few seconds. Then he remembered what happened last night. The dress, the cake, the Cream, that final moment.
His face flushed instantly, turning red all the way to the roots of his ears. Then he lifted his foot and kicked Gojo Satoru in the waist.
Gojo Satoru rolled off the Bed with a "thud," crashing onto the Floor.