Gojo Satoru touched him again. The ears twitched and tilted to the side. As if he had discovered a new toy, he kept touching them, causing the ears to continuously tremble, shrink, tilt.
Stop touching it—" Tu Bai couldn't help but say, "It's very strange.
What's strange about it?
That is my Body!
Gojo Satoru smiled as he withdrew his hand, but his ears did not retract. He moved his tail again—a small, black, fluffy, very round tail bud emerged from his tailbone. He reached out to pinch it, the tail twitched.
Tu Bai covered his face.
He didn't want to watch anymore. That man was using his body to play with his ears and tail. The image was too embarrassing.
But Gojo Satoru was having a great time. He twisted his tail back and forth and folded his ears down then popped them back up, just like a little boy with a new toy.
Tu Bai sighed. "Have you played enough?"
"Almost," Gojo Satoru said, his ears and tail retracting. He patted his clothes, walked over, stood on his tiptoes—since he was shorter than Tu Bai now—and gave Tu Bai's chin a kiss.
Tu Bai looked down at him. "Don't you think it's strange to kiss yourself?"
I don't," Gojo Satoru said. "Rounding it off, it's basically you kissing me on your own initiative.
Tu Bai's face turned red again.
On Day 2, Gojo Satoru used Tu Bai's body to attend class.
Tu Bai is a First Year student in the Faculty of Letters at the University of Tokyo, he has Modern Literary History on Tuesday afternoon. Wearing Tu Bai's clothes and carrying Tu Bai's Backpack, Gojo Satoru walked into the Classroom.
He found a seat in the back row by the window, placed his backpack on the desk, rested his chin in his hands while looking outside the window. The sunlight shone on his face, making his Red Eyes appear very light in the light.
The girl beside him stole several glances at him.
The class bell rang, the Professor walked in, the lecture began. Gojo Satoru listened for about ten minutes before his eyelids began to struggle. Using Tu Bai's body, without the burden of the Six Eyes, his Brain was very relaxed. It was so relaxed that he wanted to sleep.
Five more minutes passed, he slumped over.
The girl beside him glanced at him again and whispered, "Classmate Tu Bai? Classmate Tu Bai?"
Gojo Satoru did not react.
The girl hesitated for a moment, then reached out and poked his arm. Gojo Satoru stirred, lifting his head, his Red Eyes squinting, looking a bit dazed. "Hmm?"
Teacher is looking over here.
Gojo Satoru looked toward the lectern. The Professor was staring at him, the lenses of his glasses reflecting the light.
Classmate," the Professor said, "tell us, what is the cause of suicide for the gentleman in this text?
Gojo Satoru remained silent for two seconds. He had read a few pages of Tu Bai's textbook last night and remembered some of it. "Loneliness," he said. "And guilt."
The Professor glanced at him and said nothing more.
Gojo Satoru lay back down again. He didn't fall asleep this time, but simply closed his eyes and listened. The bell rang to signal the end of class, he stood up, following the flow of people outside. When he reached the Teaching Building doorway, several male students called out to him.
“Tu Bai! Want to play ball?”
Gojo Satoru thought about it. "I'm in."
On the Playground, several people were playing half-court. Using Tu Bai's body, Gojo Satoru felt for the first time just how good a Rabbit's jumping ability was. He jumped, higher than everyone else, easily grabbed the rebound. When he landed, the people around were stunned.
Holy shit, Tu Bai, since when did you become able to jump this high?
Gojo Satoru smiled. "It's from training."
He dribbled, drove past his opponent, went for a layup. His movements were incredibly fast—so fast that before Others could even react, he had already scored. After several more rounds, he leaped up for a dunk. The entire venue fell silent.
Tu Bai, have you taken some kind of medicine..
No." Gojo Satoru landed and clapped his hands. "I'm just in a good mood.
He checked the time; it was time to head back. After saying goodbye to those people, he turned and walked toward the School Main Gate. Discussions rose behind him: "He's so strange today." "But he's so cool playing ball." "Did you film that dunk?" "I did, I did!"
Gojo Satoru left with a smirk at the corner of his mouth.
Meanwhile, using Gojo Satoru's body, Tu Bai spent a long afternoon at Jujutsu High.
He first attended Gojo Satoru's class. There were only three students in the classroom: Itadori, Fushiguro, Kugisaki. Tu Bai stood in front of the podium, looking at the three pairs of eyes below him, feeling a bit nervous.
“Today we will cover.. the stability of Cursed Energy output.” He opened Gojo Satoru's lesson plan, which contained only a few keywords that probably only he could understand. He pushed through and continued the lecture.
It wasn't a great lecture, but there were no major mistakes.
Itadori listened intently below, nodding occasionally. Fushiguro's expression remained the same, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking. Kugisaki rested his chin on his hand, appearing to be both listening and daydreaming.
After finishing the lecture, Tu Bai said, "Does anyone have any questions?"
Silence.
Then Itadori raised his hand. "Gojo-sensei, your lecture today is actually quite normal."
Tu Bai was stunned. "Normal?"
It's just.. he didn't suddenly tell a bad joke, he didn't mock us, he didn't suddenly disappear to buy Dessert," Itadori counted on his fingers. "Is his Body feeling unwell?
Tu Bai opened his mouth. ".. No. It's just that my mood is relatively calm today."
Kugisaki said in a low voice beside him, "Did you go through a breakup?"
No," Tu Bai said. "I'm not heartbroken. I don't feel unwell either. It's just normal classes. Class is over.
He walked quickly out of the Classroom, letting out a sigh of relief.
Next was the meeting. It was a regular meeting of the Jujutsu Headquarters, with over a dozen people sitting in the Meeting Room, all of them being Higher-ups. Tu Bai sat in Gojo Satoru's seat, trying his best to make himself look less nervous.
He didn't quite understand the content of the meeting; it was all about Barrier allocation and Cursed Energy monitoring. He didn't say a word throughout the entire process, only nodding occasionally.
After the meeting ended, an Old Man walked over and patted his shoulder. "Gojo, you performed well today. Keep it up."
Tu Bai nodded and walked out of the Meeting Room.
He leaned against the wall of the Corridor and let out a long sigh.
Then he went to the Bathroom.
This was the most awkward part. He walked into the stall, closed the door, stood there. He looked down for a moment, his face flushing red all the way to the roots of his ears. He took a deep breath and finished what he had to do.
Then he suddenly felt a bit angry.
That thing, which usually bullied him, was now on top of him. He reached out and gave it a gentle pinch.
It hurt.
Tears welled up in a moment. It wasn't that he wanted to cry, it was a physiological reaction. This body was far too sensitive compared to his own; a gentle pinch caused unbearable pain. He covered his nose, as tears fell steadily.
“Gojo-sensei? Are you inside?” Itadori's voice came from outside.
Tu Bai quickly wiped away his tears. "I'm in."
Are you alright? Your voice sounds a bit strange.
I'm fine." Tu Bai sniffed his nose. "Hay fever.
Oh.. take care, then.
Tu Bai waited until Itadori had walked far away before coming out from the partition. He looked at Gojo Satoru's face in the Mirror, his eyes still red, with tears clinging to his eyelashes. He let out a sigh, washed his face, walked out.
In the Evening, the two finally returned home.
Tu Bai sat on the sofa using Gojo Satoru's body, while Gojo Satoru leaned beside him using Tu Bai's body.
"How was your day today?" Tu Bai asked.
Pretty good," Gojo Satoru said. "I slept in class, won a ball game, even got complimented on being handsome. How about you?
Tu Bai thought about it. "Being told by a student that my lectures are 'too normal' during class, being told I 'performed well' during a meeting, pinching myself until I cried in the bathroom."
Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh. "Where did you pinch yourself?"
Tu Bai blushed. ".. Mind your own business."
Gojo Satoru laughed even harder. He leaned in, wanting to kiss Tu Bai. Tu Bai reached out to block his face.
Don't kiss me. I'm looking at my own face, I can't bring myself to do it.
Gojo Satoru blinked. "Then should I close my eyes?"
No.
Gojo Satoru pulled his body back and leaned against the Sofa. "Then what? I want to kiss you."
Tu Bai thought for a moment. "How about.. a bath first? Helping each other wash? Then we can see if we can swap back."
Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up. "Good idea."
The two men walked into the Bathroom. Tu Bai helped Gojo Satoru undress—he was undressing Tu Bai's own clothes. His hands touched his own shoulders, his collarbone, his waist. His skin was very white, very fine, felt very smooth.
His face turned incredibly red.
Gojo Satoru was also helping him undress—undressing Gojo Satoru's body. His fingers were long, his movements as he unbuttoned the clothes were slow, as if he were intentionally stalling.
Tu Bai couldn't help but say, "Can you hurry up?"
"What's the rush?" Gojo Satoru said, continuing to unbutton his shirt slowly.
The last button was undone, the clothes were taken off. The two men stood facing each other, both wearing only trousers.
Then, a flash of White Light.
Tu Bai looked down at himself. His body was back. He touched the top of his head, then looked at his hands; they were his own hands. He looked up at Gojo Satoru, Gojo Satoru was also looking at him, the corners of his mouth slowly curling upward.
"It's back," Gojo Satoru said.
Before Tu Bai could even react, Gojo Satoru had already pulled him into the bathtub. Water splashed out, spilling all over the floor.
Senpai—
Didn't we agree to help each other bathe just now?" Gojo Satoru looked down at him, his Blue Eyes shining. "Continue, keep going.
Tu Bai was pressed against the edge of the bathtub by him, his back against the tiles, feeling a chill. Gojo Satoru's hands wandered over his body, from his shoulders to his waist, from his waist to his thighs.
"Didn't you say you were going to take a bath?" Tu Bai's voice trembled slightly.
“Yeah,” Gojo Satoru leaned in and whispered in his ear, “but I never said I wouldn't do something else while I'm at it.”
Tu Bai pushed him. "You—"
Before he could finish his sentence, his mouth was covered. The kiss was deep and forceful, as if trying to make up for the past two days. Tu Bai was kissed until he was breathless, his hands gripping Gojo Satoru's shoulders.