Chapter 206 Epilogue (Part 3): Mikoshiba: It's fake, it's definitely fake.

Kazuma's family's reaction was truly unconventional and exactly like his own style, which immediately relieved most of Gojo Satoru's tension.

In addition, he himself is very lively and outgoing. Even when faced with the red bean rice served at three o'clock in the afternoon, he can smile and tell Yizhen's mother that it is super delicious and ask for another bowl, and then praise her cooking skills as particularly good.

Although the scene is somewhat subtle, as if it shouldn't be in the living room but in the dining room, it is strangely harmonious.

Before long, Gojo Satoru infiltrated the Hatori family home like a fish in water, chatting and laughing with Kazuma's mother while serving red bean rice. The mother couldn't stop smiling and almost sent her son away, saying that he should just move into Satoru's apartment and not come back.

Kazuma Hatake: "..."

Kazuma Hatori didn't refute or intend to refute. He just sat on the side and silently ate his rice, still wondering what was wrong with him—at least he wouldn't serve red bean rice to someone at three in the afternoon.

Moreover, he was a good student whom his teachers liked, and his deviation score was consistently above 70.

Gojo Satoru smiled as he looked at Kazuma, who was lost in thought. He had a clear understanding of what the black Shiba Inu was thinking.

It's so cute. If the occasion weren't inappropriate, Gojo Satoru thinks he might have been unable to resist kissing her too.

Even the dull-looking black Shiba Inu belongs to him.

It has been from the very beginning.

………

After easily passing the hurdle of meeting the parents, Gojo Satoru even spent some time in Hagoromo Kazuma's bedroom.

He finally stepped into this private territory that Kazuma Hagoromo had owned since childhood, and became its common master.

Just like in the game, Kazuma Hatori's room was quite tidy, with everything neatly arranged and categorized. There were no photos or posters on the walls; bright light shone in through the open windows, making it look clean and refreshing.

The only thing that seemed out of place for a good student was the TV connected to a game console. Gojo Satoru curiously flipped through it and found that most of the games were action-adventure games, many of which he had never played before.

"There are also many doubles, but I couldn't find anyone to play with before, so I didn't buy them."

While looking at his own childhood photo album, Kazuma watched as Satoru enthusiastically browsed the game menu on the TV and added a comment.

Just like the many movie tapes that Yoshino Junpei had never seen in the video store, Gojo Satoru finally discovered a new world in the field of games.

Now I can play lots of games with Kazuma again!

"Yay!"

He suddenly discovered that they had many games to play together, and he could also see photos of Yizhen at each stage of her growth. What a win!

After all, Yizhen had seen him grow up from childhood to adulthood, but he couldn't go back in time to watch his lover grow up, which was really unfair—as a substitute, he could only make up for it with lots of photos.

From toddlers babbling and drooling at the camera, to young children clutching their university admission notices, and then to teenagers gazing intently at the cherry blossoms under the trees.

Each photo was recounted by Kazuma Hato, who slowly described the scene when it was taken. Satoru Gojo listened with a smile, resting his chin on his hand, as if he had become a part of the photo himself. He used a rattle to coax him to look at the camera, solemnly handed him the stamped paper, and brushed the light pink petals off his shoulder.

The sun had completely set, but their love shone like countless stars in the depths of the night, each one a testament to their eternal love for each other.

After having a super lavish dinner with the Hatori family, Gojo Satoru decided to stay overnight—there was no need to prepare a guest room; he slept directly in Hatori Kazuma's bedroom.

Before returning to her room to study, Kazue Hatake gave Gojo Satoru and her older brother a knowing wink, implying, "[Even though my room is next to yours, I won't say a word. Trust me, my mouth is tighter than a zipper!]"

Kazuma Hatake: "...You can go back and stay there."

Don't act like she knows everything at a time like this, or he'll start to wonder what his sister watches all the time.

Actually, Gojo Satoru, who had been following the forums that Hatake Kazue had visited for years, blinked and pretended that he didn't know anything.

What forum? Hmm? He doesn't know anything about it.

He had absolutely no idea what those ingenious creations, which were completely open to him after he turned 18—things like "beep beep" play, "beep beep" gameplay, and "beep beep" settings—meant they all meant.

Kazuma Hatori looked helplessly at Satoru, who was deliberately trying to appear innocent and naive, thinking that he wasn't really stupid; he could tell at a glance that his lover was definitely hiding something...

However, since Satoru was unwilling to bring it up, Hagoromo Kazuma wouldn't pry.

But just recalling it makes me feel that Wuzhen is so cute. Anyway, we were already in the bedroom, and he kissed me a lot.

Finally, it was Gojo Satoru who urgently called for the brakes.

If Ichima's sister were to overhear them, even someone as open and honest as him would feel embarrassed...

Anyway, tonight I can only sleep normally—that's right, just sleep normally!

As Kazuma Tora lay head to head on the bed in his room, Satoru Gojo was still whispering a warning, "I know there are ways to play while sleeping, but you're not allowed to do it secretly in the middle of the night, you hear me?"

"...Sleep what?"

After a moment of contemplation, Kazuma Hatori looked up at Satoru Gojo, revealing an exceptionally sincere and earnest gaze of seeking knowledge, and even mimicked his cuteness.

"Could you please explain in more detail, Mr. Gojo? I really want to know the answer."

Gojo Satoru: “…”

Gojo Satoru raised his hand to cover his eyes, then used a kiss to appease him, saying, "Don't look at me like that, go to sleep."

Kazuma Hagoromo: "...Oh."

It's okay, he's actually quite good at using the internet.

Seeing that Kazuma Hatake had finally calmed down, Gojo Satoru, who had just let something slip, breathed a sigh of relief. He also felt a chill run down his spine, as if some good or bad news was about to happen to him, and he couldn't refuse it.

Hmm...maybe it's just my imagination?

…………

The next morning, Gojo Satoru was still fast asleep, while the energetic Hato Kazuma finally remembered that he had to go to school.

Mikoshiba Mikoto was really curious, so she came to find out what had happened to her good friend and student yesterday that caused her to skip class without reason.

"I heard you ran away from home?"

"..." Kazuma Hagoromo stared speechlessly at the handsome face filled with curiosity. "Where did you hear that from?"

“Your sister said you ran away from home and she can’t find you anywhere. She asked me if I had any suggestions.” Mikoshiba Mikoto thought for a moment. “Oh, and she also asked if you were being bullied at school.”

He was taken aback just by receiving that phone call yesterday—no kidding, how could this cool, aloof guy be bullied!

Of course, what shocked him even more was that this kid would also run away from home.

I was so eager to know why Yuqu did that that I couldn't resist running over to ask him right after the first break.

“…I didn’t run away from home,” Kazuma Hatori emphasized. “I was just having so much fun with my boyfriend that I forgot I had to go to school.”

Mikoshiba Mikoto: "..."

Mikoshiba Mikoto lowered her head and pondered silently for a moment, then looked up and hesitated for a moment before suddenly realizing what was going on. She looked at Hatori Kazuma with great admiration and said, "You put the phrase '[getting so engrossed in playing games that you forgot the time]' in a very tactful way."

I almost fooled him too! I thought he was really in a relationship! Haha!

“…”

Kazuma Hatori raised his hand and beckoned to Mikoshiba, who was also a gamer, to come closer. Only when the other man leaned down and put his ear close enough did Hatori explain to him seriously.

"It's not about playing a game; he's already entered reality."

Mikoshiba Mikoto: "...What did you say? You mean that white-haired wife you told me about in the game, has she become real now? The kind you can stick close to??"

Kazuma Hagoromo: "Hmm."

"..." Mikoshiba Mikoto said decisively, "It's fake, it's definitely fake! You must be suffering from delusions of love!"

With a sigh, Kazuma Hatori opened his phone and showed him the family photo taken last night—Satoru, Kazuma, his sister, and their parents were all huddled together, each one smiling happily.

Satoru's white hair and blue eyes are beautiful and eye-catching, perfectly matching the image of the white-haired wife that Kazuma Hatori usually describes to Mikoshiba Mikoto.

Mikoshiba Mikoto stared at the photo.

Mikoshiba Mikoto gasped.

Mikoshiba Mikoto almost gritted her teeth as she grabbed Hatori Kazuma by the collar and shook him back and forth, startling the students next to her, who nearly thought they were about to fight.

"How did you do that?! How did you manage to rip your waifu from the game?! I want one too! I want one too! I want one too!!"

These few words vividly transform Mikoshiba Mikoto's deep envy into reality, even turning it into a series of increasingly aggrieved accusations.

"I tried so hard to save my wife in the game, why can't this kind of story happen to me? Waaaaah, I want them to become real too! I want them to be real too!"

Fortunately, he remembered that otaku-related matters shouldn't be publicized loudly, so he spoke in a low voice the whole time.

But Sakura Chiyo, who had come to visit other classes during break to play with Miyu and the others, happened to hear the last sentence and fell silent for a moment.

"Wait a minute, Yu-Yu, it would be terrible if all of them became real. Are you planning to win the hearts of 12 girls at the same time?"

He barely talks to girls in real life, only shouting and flirting from afar—the last time he was pointed out like this, he claimed that his self-esteem was severely hurt and that he would show her his exceptionally charming conversation skills, but soon after, he sent an email admitting defeat and begging for help.

Mikoshiba Mikoto choked up immediately: "…………"

Mikoshiba Mikoto turned her head angrily, pointed at Hatori Kazuma, and complained to Sakura Chiyo: "This time it's different! This guy is secretly dating behind our backs! He skipped class yesterday because of this!"

"Hey, didn't Yutori tell us a long time ago that she's that super charming older sister?"

Sakura Chiyo blinked in confusion, "I'm still regretting that I've never met her."

Kazuma Hagoromo: "Ah, actually he's my older brother."

Mikoshiba had previously warned him not to reveal his gaming habits, which is why he hasn't corrected Sakura about his romantic partner actually being male.

Sakura Chiyo: "..."

Sakura Chiyo's pupils dilated in shock: "!!!"

Mikoshiba Mikoto, exhausted, raised her hand to her forehead, silently mourning her friend's occasional bouts of absentmindedness.

On the contrary, this guy was able to put on that nonchalant and calm look, looking at something on his phone...!

Wu said he'd like to invite you all to hang out this weekend, is that okay? Anyone else can join us too.

Kazuma Hatori looked up from his phone screen and was met with Chiyo Sakura's incredibly bright, starry eyes.

"Of course I'll go!"