Chapter 16 Spanking, Two Spanks

Yuya is having another dream.

The same bed, two people whose faces are obscured, the same entanglement.

This time, however, he felt almost crushed and couldn't breathe.

Opening his eyes groggily, Yuya's thoughts gradually returned to normal.

He looked down first and saw two hands pressing on his chest.

One belongs to Gojo Satoru, and the other belongs to Natsume Yukichi.

There was another leg draped over his leg—this was Gotsu's.

Both of them were fast asleep, facing him, holding him tightly.

Yuya looked up at the ceiling.

No wonder I felt like I was suffocating in my dream.

Although I was angry last night, Yuya wouldn't have prevented me from sleeping. The spell automatically dissipated after half an hour.

Gojo Satoru and Natsume immediately climbed in through the window.

They didn't dare to make any more noise, and went to sleep, one on each side of You.

Listening to their steady, deep breathing, you could tell that the two of them were still fast asleep.

Yuya gently reached out, trying to move the hands of the two people on top of him away—but they didn't budge.

The two of them hugged him very tightly, even more tightly.

Yuya gave up and just lay there, staring at the ceiling.

'I can't believe it, Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Suke are both grown up, yet they still can't soothe a toy that can't sleep.'

I don't know how long he lay there, but Xia Youjie woke up first.

When he opened his eyes and saw Yuya's profile, he felt an overwhelming sense of contentment. He hadn't had such peaceful mornings in a long time; after Yuya's death, he had been unable to sleep day and night.

It was as if, the moment I closed my eyes, all I could see was a crimson expanse.

Xia Youjie hardly sleeps; he spends all his time capturing cursed spirits. Whether they are level one or level four cursed spirits, he accepts them all, as long as they can become a part of his power.

After Yuya's death, he and Satoru separated, each choosing a different path.

If we happen to bump into each other on the street, we'll sit down and have a drink together.

He knew that Satoru also rarely slept anymore.

Good morning, Yuya.

Xia Youjie's voice was slightly low as he had just woken up. He spoke close to Yuya's ear because he didn't want to wake Gojo Satoru.

The slight warmth and the magnetic voice made Yuya's ears feel tingly. He replied softly, "Good morning, Xiayou."

Xia Youjie kept his right hand on Youye's body, while his left hand was placed on the side of his face, and he stared intently at Youye.

Yuya initially wanted to ignore it, but the gaze grew increasingly intense, almost burning him through.

He had to find a way to start a conversation: "Xia You, I heard that sleeping on your side is bad for your health."

Xia Youjie, noticing You's unease, thought You could come up with some excuse, but couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this. He asked seriously, "For example?"

ah?

For example?

Yuya tried hard to recall the various news snippets he had seen: "For example... for example, uneven shoulders, and pressure on the heart."

“I see. That’s not good for your health,” Yuya said, just as he thought Natsumi would change his position and lie flat. “But it’s okay. As long as he doesn’t die, Shoko can heal him.”

Yu was speechless.

He remained silent.

The two maintained this position for half an hour until Yuya finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Xia You, could you look at me from a different angle? Why are you staring at me?"

Xia Youjie didn't answer, but instead asked a question: "If you felt uncomfortable, why did you only say so now?"

"What?"

"If you felt that my behavior made you uncomfortable, why didn't you just say so? Hoping that others will realize that their behavior is excessive and stop is a very foolish thing to do."

Why are you always so good at being patient?

Yuya instinctively retorted, "I didn't."

Xia Youjie didn't seem to have any intention of arguing with Youye; it seemed like he was just casually bringing up a topic.

He sat up, rubbing his completely numb arm: "Okay, just in case I get angry while I'm watching you, I'll go wash up first."

Yuya Kojima was still unconvinced, and he retorted in a low voice, "You're clearly the one who's good at patience. When you're with Satoru Gojo, you always tend to let him speak first and make the first choice." His voice was full of resentment, as if saying this would turn the tables on him.

Xia Youjie raised his hand and buttoned his clothes one button at a time. He turned to look at Youye and smiled slightly: "I don't think I'm good at enduring things, but I do sometimes think I'm good at backing down."

"However, most of the time, my setbacks are for the sake of better progress."

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Can't understand.

Waking up early not only means being pressed into bed by someone, but also involves engaging in profound and unfathomable philosophical discussions about life.

Just as Yuya was about to lose his temper and was thinking about kicking Gojo Satoru out of bed, the guy finally woke up.

Perhaps it really is a feline, because Gojo Satoru has a lot of pre-wake-up movements.

His legs not only draped over Yuya's body, but also hooked around Yuya's calves; his hands, which were wrapped around Yuya's chest, groped him a couple of times, and then he rubbed against him, almost completely pressing himself against Yuya's body.

Gojo Satoru buried his face in Yuya's neck, took a deep breath, and let out a satisfied sigh: "Morning Yuya! Morning, Yuya!"

Yuya Kojiro said expressionlessly, "Wu-kun, if you're awake, please get up quickly. I'm not your family's scratching post."

Gojo Satoru's voice was sticky and slurred, like a kitten that had drunk too much: "Yuya~ You're so heartless. You were so enthusiastic when we went to sleep last night."

"She's clinging to me so tightly, I can't pry her off no matter what I do."

Xiao Lu Youye really wanted to whip five of Wu Liang's vines hard: "Look at your current actions, who is more enthusiastic here?"

"I've always been this enthusiastic towards Yuya. Don't be shy, give me a good morning kiss!"

Xiao Lu You also recalled the commotion caused by his two classmates last night, which made him go to bed so late; and he also recalled that he was awake in the morning but could not move, and was forced to stare at the ceiling and count sheep for more than an hour. Suddenly, he felt a nameless anger rise in his heart.

Whether you're the Six-Eyed God or a rising star in the world of sorcery, you deserve to be punished for messing with him!

Yuya suddenly flipped over, broke free from Gojo Satoru's hand, and straddled him.

Almost the instant he sat on Gojo Satoru, Yu noticed the other's tension. The sudden tautness of the body beneath him was the best proof. Then, he pressed Gojo Satoru's hands above his head, before Gojo Satoru could react at all.

"Slap" "Slap".

He spanked Wu Tiaowu five times.

Two times.

It was very loud.

Gojo was completely bewildered.

When Xiaolu Youye realized what he had done, he was also stunned.

It seems... a bit too much?

The anger came and went quickly, leaving Xiao Luyou feeling awkward.

His first reaction was to cover his eyes, which were bluer than the ocean.

"I didn't hit him."

This is a bit like burying one's head in the sand. Even Yuya Kojiro wondered if he had lost his mind from anger, that he would say something like that.

The room was deathly silent, and Gojo Satoru beneath him was even quieter. Only the tickling sensation of his palm being brushed by eyelashes reminded Yuya that this person was still breathing and hadn't been killed.

To ease the awkwardness, Yuya suddenly tried to make conversation.

"Cough, if it hurts, shall I rub it for you?"

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While writing this, I felt that Gojo Satoru was more suited to getting spanked, while Natsumi Yujie wouldn't (just kidding).

What Yuya is doing now, he will repay in other ways in the future.

Both Brother Jie and Brother You are good at enduring hardship; eldest brother, don't laugh at second brother.