Chapter 33, Section 32

He got off too easily.

Is this what you call harassment? And he actually succeeded in harassing her.

It's a huge profit, no loss at all.

The meal was unappetizing for everyone; there was actually a day when no one wanted to hear gossip.

What's this? Relentless pursuit.

There was no romantic confession, no flowers or gifts, and he even took away other people's chopsticks and wouldn't let them eat.

The person who started the trouble was dismissive, and the person who was harassed was equally dismissive.

Gojo Satoru hadn't expected his actions to elicit a response. He had only wanted to tease Airi and test her attitude towards him, and he was stunned by the answer.

He was lost in thought about dating tips and his wedding anniversary when he realized the students were already clearing away the dishes.

Airi volunteered to go into the kitchen carrying a stack of plates.

"Wait, Airi, I'll wash it." He immediately stood up from his seat, walked over and took the plate from her hand. "Go watch TV." He nudged Airi's shoulder with his elbow and shoved her out of the kitchen doorway, then went inside himself.

...

"They are completely different people."

The panda's one-sentence summary was unanimously approved.

"..."

It feels more like a newlywed couple... doting on his wife so he doesn't let her do housework... Stop! My brain is about to explode!

Wild Rose took a deep breath, trying to suppress the hysterical expression on her face. She turned to look at Maki and realized she wasn't alone.

Airi Matsuzaka leaned into the kitchen to peek inside, while Satoru Gojo rolled up his sleeves and stood in front of the sink, looking quite professional. He didn't seem like the type of man who would do housework, but surprisingly, his cooking was unexpectedly delicious.

It seems like there's nothing he can't do.

"Oh……"

All I heard was a short, soft laugh as she took out her phone and pointed it at Gojo Satoru.

Crack.

The sound woke up the students who were shocked by the news that Gojo Satoru was washing dishes.

A crackling sound.

How could we miss the opportunity to see such a world-famous painting?

Cursed Spirit and Gojo Satoru are the only two things in the world that cannot be let go.

"What does Airi want to eat tomorrow morning?" She spoke completely openly, without considering that the students were still present. This was probably because she was showing off regardless of the occasion, taking advantage of the fact that she had confirmed her relationship with her boyfriend.

I want to eat fried pork cutlet.

"Oily and spicy foods are not allowed in the morning."

Gojo Satoru, without even looking up, slowly proposed the regulations.

"...Sukiyaki".

One pot can cook anything, and so can she.

"That's for dinner. Who would eat sukiyaki in the morning?"

Who would eat sweets as a staple food?

Isn't that you?

"Shall we make seafood congee then?" He turned off the tap and drained the water droplets from the chopsticks. It was probably his first time doing something like this, but his movements were very skillful, and there were no greasy water stains on either of the countertops.

Gojo Satoru… Matsuzaka Airi briefly recalled that she had never seen him disheveled, nor had she ever seen any stains on his clothes. He must be a bit of a germaphobe; he was always very neat and smelled nice.

Would Gojo Satoru still hug her if she were covered in dirt?

Will it?

Once something piques your interest, it takes root in your mind and is hard to forget. For example, right now, Airi Matsuzaka is a little tempted by her sudden idea to dirty Satoru Gojo's place.

It's already eight o'clock. Washing the dishes will take about half an hour. Gojo Satoru has probably postponed the task until later in the night, so he shouldn't be too far away from her for the rest of the time. Gojo Satoru will confiscate the game console at eleven o'clock, so it's better to go back now and play for another half hour.

The man seemed to see right through her thoughts; she was stopped as soon as she turned to leave.

"Wait for me, Airi! You can't sneak back to play games by yourself."

Then hurry up and finish it.

"How fast can something like this happen? Don't think I don't know you broke the cup while washing it last time." Even if he's not home, he can figure out what Airi has been doing at home with just one glance.

Didn't she throw that cup away? Does he need to check the trash can again?

"Several plates and bowls were broken too, all because of Airi." Gojo Satoru listed a whole host of misdeeds Airi had caused. Even a rough estimate of the damage surprised him. "Are you a kitchen killer, Airi??"

Who would want to be that kind of killer? How could she have known it would be so slippery just from washing a cup? It's just that she didn't catch it; how can you blame her?

"Oh no, Airi knows absolutely nothing about housework, so I have to do all this. I might as well just cancel all my duties after we get married... I definitely need to take a six-month honeymoon..." It's impossible to get her to learn to cook. Getting her to do things is harder than getting a cursed spirit to survive a round under my control.

Gojo Satoru suddenly slowed down his washing of the dishes, muttering to himself, as if he was thinking about something that would upset her.

"Hurry up. Don't dawdle and waste my game time."

Having lost the fun of teasing her, she no longer wanted to stay in the kitchen watching Gojo Satoru wash the dishes. Itadori Hisahito had bought a lot of snacks, and the washed grapes were still on the coffee table waiting for her to enjoy.

No one would dislike her, so people would unconsciously show her their best side out of affection, and similarly, they would give her all the best things in the world.

She always gets to choose snacks first, and even when she's in a sukiyaki restaurant, the beef rolls are always given to her. Nobody eats a single grape.

Airi Matsuzaka lay on the soft sofa, enjoying the courtesy and meticulous service from others.

Become the master of the curse.

Go and dominate love.

They live more freely than anyone else.

She wasn't mature enough before, but things are different now. She needs to stand at the balance point, pull down those above her, and kick down those who want to climb up.

I'm sorry, this way is blocked. This floor can only accommodate me.

Want to go up there? No way, I don't like people standing on my head.

You like me so much, you'll definitely listen to me obediently, right? Don't make things difficult for me.

Curses and cursed spirits in this world all originated from humans, so humans are the true masters.

And I want to be the tamer.

Simply because I was born to have this right.

Love is a deadly knife; use it wisely so as not to hurt yourself.

She suddenly thought of two unexpected things.

One is Gojo Satoru, and the other is Natsuyu Jie.

She couldn't beat either of them.

If Ryoumen Sukuna has collected all twenty fingers, then of course he should be included.

These two people didn't seem to be affected by the curse of love much. They both had one thing in common: they were stronger than her and were the kind of strong people who would definitely die if they faced her head-on.

Is it because the willpower of the strong is stronger than that of others? She had warned Xia Youjie not to follow her, but he always managed to catch up, and if she hadn't run fast, he would have caught her.

It's even harder to say about Gojo Satoru. She can't figure out what this person is thinking. He'll agree to some things without hesitation, but most of the time there's no room for backing down.

He'll watch with a smile as you try your best to refute him, and he'll listen attentively to your explanations, but in the end, he'll casually tell you, "No."

They did nothing, just watched you struggle and resist, and that attitude alone made you lose all desire to continue.

Airi Matsuzaka later came up with a suitable word to describe his attitude towards her.

To indulge.

Even though he forbade her to do many things, she didn't really feel his controlling nature.

It's very strange; how did he manage to do that?

He will explain the reasons to you after rejecting you.

But she was more curious about why Gojo Satoru allowed her to do the things he approved of.

Why didn't he say so?

What is the scope of his own permission? What are the standards?

The unknown behind this gave her the creeps.