Chapter 205 Epilogue (Part Two) (Thanks to Deepwater Infinite Series): I have granted permission.

Kazuma Hatori was a little sullen, but after thinking about it again, he wasn't so angry anymore.

Not only because he knew Wu was teasing him, but also because of the hidden meaning behind the question.

A kiss doesn't need to emphasize whether he's an adult, and the gentle smile in those beautiful blue eyes clearly conveys a more ambiguous and intimate invitation.

At this moment, Gojo Satoru had already taken off his coat and put it on the coat rack in the entryway, but the loose white shirt he wore underneath was not dressed properly, which made people's imaginations run wild and made them want to criticize him.

Faced with Kazuma Hatori's instantly changed gaze, Satoru Gojo calmly shifted to a more comfortable chin-resting posture to return the gaze, and the leisurely smile in his eyes deepened.

On this 29-year-old woman, exuding mature charm, the top two buttons of her collar serve no purpose whatsoever. Instead, they hang loosely open, revealing a not-so-obvious yet striking Adam's apple, and the remarkably clear and flowing lines of her neck as she tilts her head to look at someone.

And that small patch of delicate, soft collarbone, even more exquisite than the white of the shirt, rose and fell with each light breath, enough to make it hard for anyone to look away.

Not to mention that Gojo Satoru deliberately unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows were not as neat as in accordance with etiquette, but rather messy and casual, revealing a nonchalant ease and casualness.

Just like the dim, warm yellow lights in the living room, his low, suppressed laughter made everyone aware that he not only possessed a stunningly beautiful appearance that could captivate the world, but also that he was fully aware of the allure of his every move.

Kazuma Hatori could never resist, and willingly indulged in it forever.

He knelt on one knee on the chair between Gojo Satoru's legs, leaning towards him. His fingertips gently pressed against her beautiful, soft, pure white hair, letting it slide slowly and obediently backward with the change of gravity. Her dark blue eyes, like those of a moist, deep sea, gradually drew closer in his field of vision, slightly narrowed in the shadows where the light was obscured by her figure.

Gojo Satoru remained seated, but his body gradually leaned back as Hato Kazuma kissed him, completely indulging his behavior.

The two bowls of red bean and rice cake soup on the table, meant for celebration, had been sitting for too long and no longer emitted their fragrant and sweet steam, but neither of them had time to care.

"May I?"

Kazuma Hatori cautiously confirmed, a sense of unreality making his brain almost dizzy, as if the world was shaking.

“You never used to ask for my permission,”

Gojo Satoru couldn't help but laugh, but his gaze never left the other person. Instead, he straightened up, bringing the two of them even closer, so close that their breaths almost mingled, and even the light could hardly fill the gap between them.

"But since it is Kazuma who wants to ask Gojo-sensei for permission, then, hmph, I grant his request."

"I will try my best."

Deep within those bright black eyes, suppressed laughter and breaths scattered throughout the small universe containing only the two of them, like starlight that never ceases throughout the night.

…………

Gojo Satoru was starting to regret it.

Teasing may feel good for a moment, but it will lead to disaster later.

His recent life has been too leisurely, which has made him forget that he has also lost his reversal technique—and Yizhen is only 18 years old now.

What does 18 years old mean? It means that at 18, you can play video games all night long without feeling sleepy!

Even if you want him to run to exercise, he's at an age where he needs to run at least 10 kilometers!

How come he didn't realize at such a young age that this kid had such great stamina...?

Satoru Gojo, struggling to sit up in bed, clutched a black Shiba Inu doll and fell into a deep, existential reverie, questioning the meaning of life.

Maybe we should set some rules next time, at least not too many times, and not for too long...

Meanwhile, Kazuma Hatori was using his phone to call his family and try to explain the current situation.

He rushed out of his house yesterday in such a hurry that he forgot to explain why, so when the sun was shining brightly today, Kazuma Hatake realized that he was not in the "game" at this moment, but in the real world where he still had to go to class.

"I didn't plan to run away from home... really... I haven't been bullied at school lately... and it's not because I'm angry about not being able to finish the game... Oh, right, I need to ask my mom to help me ask for leave from school, I forgot to go to school... I really didn't do it on purpose, and I really haven't been bullied at school, really."

It was the first time Gojo Satoru had ever heard a conversation between Kazuma Hatori, who boasted a long list of titles such as Sirius Assassin, founder of the Panxing Cult, Kamo Living Yama, and Bone-Setting Demon, and his family, which made him particularly amused.

You got carried away last night, huh? Hmph, someone's coming to punish you soon.

Gojo Satoru was secretly chuckling to himself, but soon his laughter died down.

"Yes, we are indeed dating. I'll bring him back to meet my mother later... Yes, he's a man, reliable, mature, and very charming... I fell in love with him at first sight, and it wasn't easy to win him over."

Kazuma Hatori, who had promised to take Satoru home to meet his mother soon, breathed a sigh of relief. He hung up the phone and came back from the window, only to see his lover staring at him with a shocked expression—the impact was so great that his expression was a little blank, which was particularly cute.

Kazuma Hagoromo blinked, then couldn't resist coming over to kiss him. "What's wrong?"

"...Isn't this moving a bit too fast? I'm not mentally prepared to meet your parents yet."

Having just reunited with his lover yesterday, Gojo Satoru was completely stunned to find himself going to visit his mother today.

And didn't this kid even consider what would happen if he wasn't accepted...?

“What does it matter to me if they don’t accept it?” Kazuma Hato said calmly. “It’s me and Satoru who are together, not them and Satoru.”

Dai Wu was just showing himself to his family and letting them know that he had a lover and would spend the rest of his life with him, and that nothing could separate them.

"—You're really something."

After a moment of silence, Gojo Satoru laughed and confidently gave him a muscular fist gesture.

"Don't worry, no one can escape my grasp."

That's what they say, but I'll still get nervous.

Normally, he can easily show off in front of students, fans, and enemies, but when facing Kazuma's mother, Gojo Satoru is visibly a little uneasy.

He specially changed into a refreshing yet stylish casual outfit, then fixed his hair in front of the mirror, and even considered whether to spray some perfume.

Wearing sunglasses can double his cool and handsome aura, but losing direct eye contact makes him seem a bit insincere, so pass.

Kazuma Hatori sat on the sofa waiting for his lover to fuss in the changing room, and only blinked slowly after a long while.

Wu really cares...

After picking and choosing for a while, Gojo Satoru finally managed to put together a look that he was barely satisfied with, and gave Hatake Kazuma a "Let's go" gesture.

He had even filled several pages in his mind with drafts, anticipating dozens of questions his mother might ask and his answers.

But he never expected things to unfold this way.

Kazuma Hatori left in such a hurry yesterday that he didn't even bring his keys, so he had to ring the doorbell—and it was his sister, Kazue Hatori, who opened the door.

Completely opposite to his personality, Kazue Hatake is currently in the second year of junior high school. He is a lively and cheerful person who is very enthusiastic about popular culture and entertainment and has friends all over the campus, both online and offline.

However, Kazue Hatake really liked her brother's aloof demeanor and would often ask her to take photos to share with her friends at school.

"You're finally back, bro! You made me miss school today, I was sent to look for you everywhere, and Mom was just happily busy in the kitchen, but she wouldn't tell me what she was doing..."

When Kazue Hatori opened the door, he was still muttering complaints, but he stopped abruptly when he saw Satoru Gojo.

More precisely, they even forgot to breathe.

Immediately before Hagoromo Kazue could introduce Gojo Satoru to her, she let out a super surprised scream, "Ah—isn't this Gojo-sama?!"

Gojo Satoru: "Huh?"

Kazuma Hatake: "...Hmm?"

Before even Kazuma Hodori could understand why his younger sister in the real world was a fan of Satoru, Kazuma's mother poked her head out from the kitchen.

"Is it the Gojo Satoru that Ichie showed me yesterday?"

"That's right, that's right, it's the photo that someone posted on the forum yesterday—wow, I was just wondering yesterday how I didn't know there used to be such a handsome superstar active in the music industry, and today I've seen him in person!"

Kazue Hatori was so excited he was practically spinning around in joy. His unbridled happiness contrasted sharply with the silent Kazuma Hatori and Satoru Gojo.

Yes, yes, although Satoru was only a star in his own world before, and those who have these memories are only fans in that world; now that the two worlds overlap, the things that were originally unreasonable will be gradually corrected - for example, how could fans who like Gojo Satoru not be all over Japan?

Putting everything else aside, Gojo Satoru's confidence suddenly surged.

He's a master at making his fans happy!

Kazue Hatake, who received a hug, a photo, and an autograph from his idol, smiled brightly. After quickly welcoming Satoru Gojo into the living room, he fell into deep thought while looking at his older brother.

"By the way, I also saw on the forum that Gojo-sama's partner is named Hato Kazuma. I was thinking, how come you have the same name and even look similar... Could it really be you? But the age doesn't make sense?"

Kazuma Hatori thought about it again and again and found that he really had a hard time explaining this reasonably—in a sense, he had even become his own substitute.

"Oh my, I thought I would spend my whole life with games. When I first heard the news, I really couldn't believe that someone wanted him."

Meanwhile, Ichijin's mother, who is incredibly well-maintained, brought over a pot of steaming hot food with a smile. With a "thud," she placed it steadily on the table where tea was supposed to be served, and then deliberately moved it so that it would be placed in the middle of everyone.

"..." Kazuma Hagoromo decided to ignore the second half of the sentence, "What is this?"

"Oh, it's the red bean rice I thought I'd never have the chance to cook for you in my life."

The pot lid was lifted in front of him, and the sweet aroma of red beans immediately wafted out, filling the entire first-floor space.

“…”

Kazuma Hatori propped his head up, reluctant to say that it was only 3 p.m. – what kind of logic was it to serve someone a meal at this hour!?

Only Gojo Satoru let out a surprised "Wow!" and turned his head to whisper in Hato Kazuma's ear.

"Now I finally understand why you have such a cold and aloof appearance; it turns out you have such a dull personality."

Kazuma Hatake: "..."