Chapter 232 IF Route - First Playthrough (Part 5) (Unlocked with 80% subscription): What if the first playthrough wasn't finished?

Gojo Satoru discovered that he always received very different answers from the head of the Kamo family.

The other person's way of thinking was different from anyone he had ever met in the world of sorcery; it was frank, straightforward, and passionate.

They always manage to shoot him in the heart at the most unexpected moment.

The heartbeat became exceptionally clear, yet light and airy, filled with sweet cotton candy.

Gojo Satoru gently curled his fingers as he held the popcorn bucket, causing a small dent in the slightly stiff cardboard.

He was being pursued and affirmed so persistently, with such sincerity that he had no room to refuse. This made him gradually back down, and all his vigilance and aloofness crumbled away, turning into a soft emotion that filled his chest.

This wasn't the first time Gojo Satoru had felt a unique favoritism from the other person, but the first time, the second time, and every time after that, it always made Gojo Satoru feel genuinely happy and joyful.

Oh my, do you like him that much?

So much that even though she was rejected once at first, she still wants to marry him?

Hmph, isn't his charm a bit too much? He really needs to reflect on himself.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes. His misty blue eyes, which always appeared cold and sharp towards enemies, now seemed like a clear sky after the clouds had parted, overflowing with a smug and teasing smile.

"Why are you thinking about these things at a time like this? You're not concentrating enough."

He spoke slowly and deliberately, each word distinct, his warm breath brushing against Kazuma Hatake's ear and neck, sweet and ticklish, with a hint of teasing that made the latter restless.

"It's perfectly normal to think about these things..."

Kazuma Hatake mumbled something indistinctly, feeling quite annoyed.

If this weren't a crowded movie theater...

"If only this weren't a movie theater."

Gojo Satoru's low breath still carried a clear hint of laughter, trailing off with a playful, upward cadence, like the lingering fruity aftertaste of sparkling wine after swallowing.

"Is that what someone was thinking? Oh, I guessed right."

Using the seat as a cover, he secretly reached out his fingertip and touched Hatake Kazuma's earlobe, which was already flushed red and burning hot.

Kazuma Hatake: "…………"

After Wu affectionately poked his finger, he felt that not only his ears were burning, but his entire body temperature was rising.

Is this the irresistible charm of a handsome 28-year-old? He's so effortless; dealing with him is a piece of cake...

After all, outside of the game, he's only just coming of age... Damn it, he's still a high school student!

He's not much older than Hisahito!

It's normal for him to be thinking about marrying Wu, since even he understands the principle of striking first.

He knew that Wu was always ridiculed, belittled, and even treated with disdain in the world of sorcery... He was just a bunch of idiots who were taking advantage of him and didn't know how to be worthy of respect... Tsk.

The thought of those disgusting bastards instantly calmed Kazuma Hatori's mind.

"After we get back..."

What he originally wanted to say was something like, "When we get back, I'll go and teach those self-righteous bastards a lesson, and completely kill their desire to oppose me."

But Gojo Satoru only heard the first half before letting out a low laugh. His deep voice made the laugh ambiguous and pleasant, stopping Hatori Kazuma in his tracks halfway through, like a rusty gear that had stopped turning.

Next, a handsome 28-year-old man, relying on his amazing charm, whispered in the ear of Kazuma Hatori with a smile.

"Hey, while it might be a bit difficult for you to get married tonight, but..."

Using the act of placing popcorn in Kazuma Hatori's arms as a cover, Gojo Satoru once again closed the distance between the two, almost pressing intimately together.

"For someone's sake, I can consider it. Hmm... once we get back, we can indeed do something that can only be done after that."

Hato Kazuma, who subconsciously caught the bucket of popcorn that had already been crushed to a quarter of its original size, turned to look at Gojo Satoru with wide eyes, revealing his emotions in a rare and clear way.

Gojo Satoru smiled and raised an eyebrow at him. "What's wrong? Don't you want it?"

"want."

Kazuma Hatori replied instantly, his words clear and forceful.

...

The night sky was filled with stars after the movie ended, and the streets were deserted.

They returned to the apartment where they had lived together for a long time, but did not draw the curtains, thus keeping the moonlight out of this private space.

Only the aquarium against the wall in the living room was lit with a pale blue light, and beautiful fish were leisurely swishing their tails inside, occasionally blowing out a few comfortable bubbles.

Glug.

A small bubble rose from the bottom of the seaweed, slowly drifting to the surface and making a slight popping sound.

Or perhaps, it didn't actually make any noise; it was just leaning its head back against the sofa armrest, its misty blue eyes looking up at it momentarily distracted, thus confusing the ambiguous sound of water it was making.

He had never even imagined that he could make such rapid, muffled breathing sounds, like a bellows being pulled open, withdrawn, and then quickly pushed back in.

"etc……!"

Gojo Satoru let out a suppressed groan that was noticeably higher in pitch. His pure white hair fell softly with gravity and swayed wildly due to his bent-over posture.

"Don't rush things so suddenly, kid, you can't be too impatient...!"

He was provoked so badly that he gritted his teeth and stretched out his right hand, grabbing the guy's black hair with his five fingers, and lifting his head off the armrest of the sofa where he was lying.

But in Kazuma Hatori's eyes, when Satoru maintained this half-sitting posture on the sofa and exerted his strength, his jaw and the side of his neck tensed up, and fine beads of sweat fell on the shadows of his beautiful lines.

The shirt draped loosely over his arm, already wrinkled and damp.

All the buttons were undone, revealing a sharp and agile waistline, yet it felt soft to the touch. With a little force, you could feel the perfect elasticity honed by long-term training, and it trembled slightly between his teeth.

At these times, Wu would also let out an even more uncontrollable nasal sound, but it would always be fleeting; as if at this moment, he still had to firmly maintain his usual handsome and cool image.

In short, the body of a mature man is simply too delicious for the mere head of the Kamo family to resist.

Gojo Satoru tried to push the increasingly energetic boy's shoulder to no avail, so he could only lazily lean back, showing a rather indulgent attitude towards what the boy could do to his body.

But the other party really started to get out of control, and before he knew it, he was caught off guard...!

Taking a deep breath, Gojo Satoru sat up with great difficulty and managed to put on a serious face, but his voice was still hoarse and unsteady when he spoke again.

"you……"

He couldn't finish his sentence after saying "you".

With a burning gaze in his dark eyes, Kazuma Hatake leaned down and kissed those slightly parted lips, silencing the rest of her words and ending her protest with a futile groan.

His fingers were soaked through, and his slightly calloused skin was the best fuel for the fire, little by little, letting reason, restraint, and the whole night burn together, with only love and desire remaining forever.

Gojo Satoru's already unsteady breathing became even more rapid, his chest heaving violently after being deprived of oxygen for so long. Only his frosty blue eyes were half-closed as he glared at someone with the air of a senior—

Is this ever going to end? Even if it feels good, it can't go on forever. Hurry up and finish!

Upon receiving the glare from the other party, Kazuma Hatori gave a pitiful look, but still licked Satoru's lips, making them even shinier. "Tonight," he said in a hoarse voice.

"Enlightenment cannot be achieved by using the reversal technique."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

The other person's hand did not move away, and the increasingly intense stimulation made Gojo Satoru's breathing still rapid, but that did not stop him from being amused by those words.

“I would never… hmph… use the reversal spell on this.”

How embarrassing… Gojo Satoru thought to himself.

However, at this moment, he paused for a moment after every few syllables, intermittently completing the sentence, "But you, hmph, you're quite confident in yourself."

"It's a deal."

Kazuma Hatori immediately chimed in, his eyes sparkling.

He was truly able to experience enlightenment in the game, instead of just a fleeting black screen. He had thanked the gods countless times and decided to spend the night wholeheartedly, unrestrainedly, and without any inhibitions.

"…………"

Gojo choked up, belatedly realizing his regret.

Wait a minute, that expression looks dangerous...!

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I'll try out the sunglasses first.