Chapter 4 A Few Things About the Bathhouse
To Yuu's relief, after lunch, Gojo Satoru and Natsumi Yuuki stopped bothering him. The two of them, arm in arm, headed off to some unknown place.
Even more fortunately, Moth returned early, allowing him to complete the enrollment procedures.
"There are only three students in the first grade besides you. Ieiri Shoko, Gojo Satoru, and Natsuyu Suguru. You'll meet them when classes officially start tomorrow."
"This is the class schedule. Classes start at nine every day. Don't be late."
"There are regulations regarding the color and material of the college uniform, but students can make modifications according to their own preferences. If needed, they can submit an application to me within a week."
"There are no textbooks. The courses at the college are mainly based on the teachers' lectures and are not fixed. But you can take this back and take a look. It mainly introduces some common knowledge about spells, and there are simple introductions to spell spirits, spellcasters, spell tools, etc. Take some time to familiarize yourself with it."
Masamichi Yagami was a man who looked to be in his thirties. He hadn't shaved off completely, and the stubble on his face gave him the air of a gangster boss. However, he was very meticulous when processing Yuya's paperwork.
Youye: One should not judge a book by its cover.
Do you need academic classes?
Yuya asked in confusion, "What kind of academic subjects?"
"Chinese, mathematics, and English are the academic courses in regular colleges and universities."
"Vocational colleges do not require all students to take regular academic courses, but you can apply if you wish. There will be separate courses and exams for academic subjects. After passing, you can apply to other regular universities to obtain a diploma."
Most sorcerers are madmen, after all, they are always facing bloodshed and death, and the sacrifice of their companions is not uncommon. Therefore, they need to find an anchor point to connect with normal life.
Spending free time attending university or working like ordinary people is also a common way for some sorcerers to relax.
That's why there are such policies for higher vocational colleges.
Yuya thought about it for a moment.
The most educated member of the Port Mafia... must be Boss Mori, right?
I heard he graduated from the University of Tokyo. If there's a chance to surpass Chief Mori, then of course I can't let it go.
"I want to apply."
Nocturnal Moth Masamichi didn't say anything, just nodded: "I understand, I'll send you the class schedule later."
As Yuya left the office, he suddenly heard a deafening roar coming from the back mountain, as if the earth itself was shaking.
Looking over there, you can still see thick smoke billowing out.
"Bang."
Moth Masamichi rushed out of his office and ran towards the back mountain.
"Gojo Satoru! Natsuyuki! What's wrong with you two now?!"
Is it the two of them?
"They seemed to have a good relationship, so why did they suddenly fight?" Could it be that they were only superficially friendly? It doesn't seem like it.
Yuya scratched his face and quickly put the matter out of his mind.
When no one was around, he walked around the school inside and out to make sure he wouldn't get lost later.
You had no classes today, so he wanted to go to bed early.
He tidied his clothes and planned to go to the public bathhouse.
As soon as I opened the door, I was scared away by the two naked men in front of me.
Yuya was still in shock after the door was closed.
"Yuya~ Are you coming to take a bath too~ Just come in, don't be shy."
Hearing Gojo Satoru approaching and even trying to open the door, Yuya blocked it without thinking: "Don't open the door! You two aren't wearing any clothes!"
Gojo Satoru's voice sounded innocent: "Who puts on clothes when they take a bath?"
That makes sense, but... but...
Yuya couldn't think of any rebuttal for a moment.
The scene I just saw is like an imprint on my retina; I can't shake it off.
Both Gojo Satoru and Natsume Yuuki have bodies without an ounce of excess fat, with long, perfectly proportioned limbs, defined yet understated muscles, and exaggerated...
Yuya shook his head frantically, trying to forget what he had just seen.
He thought of a sentence.
There were two people in the bathhouse, one was a naked man, and the other was also a naked man.
"Well, you guys go ahead and shower, I'll come back later."
I was planning to take a shower while no one was around, but the two of them were faster.
Yuya turned to leave, but the door behind him was opened, and a hand pulled him inside.
The movement was so fast that it left only a blur. As the door slammed shut, You was pulled into the bathroom.
He glanced at them and closed his eyes. These two were still naked, just standing there so brazenly! Couldn't they at least use a towel to cover their private parts? Even if they're confident... ahh, why isn't there a private bathroom?!
Seeing Yuya's flushed face and shyly closed eyes, Gojo Satoru suddenly felt much better. The frustration he hadn't been able to vent during his fight with Jie in the back mountain that afternoon suddenly vanished.
He knew Yuya's personality; right now, he probably wished he could find a crack in the ground to hide in.
But he didn't want to go along with him.
If things follow the same pattern as in his previous life, it will be at least a year before he can "meet" him.
But he couldn't wait that long.
He and Jay deliberately broke down and renovated the bathroom in the dormitory, all for this moment.
Whether Yuya is willing or not, he has to accept him... and Jay as quickly as possible.
If you always look at him with that unfamiliar and wary gaze, he won't be able to resist.
He couldn't help but want to lock Yuya up and use more radical methods to get to know each other better.
Xia Youjie's eyes darkened: "Wu, are you thinking about something dangerous? Your aura is showing."
The man who had just become extremely dangerous was now like an elegant white cat, wagging his tail and speaking innocently: "What could I possibly be thinking? Don't slander me, Jai."
"Yuya, don't be shy, it's cold standing here. Hurry up and take off your clothes and go to the bath. Let me tell you, Jie is super violent. He beat me up for no reason this afternoon. He hit my chest, and it still hurts. Feel it."
When Yuya touched the slightly cool chest muscles, he jumped back like a rabbit that had been bitten on the butt: "Then, you're injured, so hurry back and rest. You guys don't want to catch a cold, so hurry up and get into the bath. I'm going to change my clothes now."
The bathroom consists of two parts: an outer storage cabinet and a bathroom door.
There wasn't really anywhere to hide, but Yuya still found the place furthest away from Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Suke.
He opened both wardrobe doors, using them as cover to take off his clothes.
Through the crack in the cabinet door, Gojo Satoru and Natsuyuki could only see Yuya's neck and the dimples on his lower back that they both found irresistible.
"We agreed this afternoon that no one would jump the gun, right? Wu, you've broken the rules."
Gojo Satoru's Azure Eyes could see more than Natsumi Yuuki. He enjoyed the unobstructed spring sunshine and was in a good mood: "Okay, I won't do it again next time."
Even You doesn't know that [Six Eyes] is 360 degrees without any blind spots.
Hmm, Yuya's body is still so perfect.
It looks really good from the back.
Yuya, who was taking off his clothes, suddenly shivered; a chill ran down his spine.
He felt like he was being stripped naked and scrutinized inch by inch, and that feeling of being completely exposed made him very uncomfortable!
Suddenly, everything went black before his eyes.
Xia Youjie: "Youye, the air conditioning upstairs is blowing a bit too strong. Be careful not to get a headache if you blow too much air. You should wrap yourself in a bath towel."
You don't need to wrap your head in a bath towel...
"Thank you, Natsumi-kun." Yuya took off his bath towel and wrapped it around his waist.
The bathtub was large, seemingly able to accommodate more than ten people, and there were shower heads next to it.
Gojo Satoru and Natsume remained undisguised, sitting down on either side of Yuya and simultaneously picking up a bar of soap and a towel.
"Yuya, let us scrub your back." x2
Yuya's body stiffened, and he took a deep breath.
Do these two people from the same period really not know how to write with a sense of propriety? This is really presumptuous of them!
"Thank you, but no need."
Xia Youjie smiled and said, "Is You feeling embarrassed? It's nothing really. After all, it's hard to wash your back. Before you came, Wu and I would rub each other's backs. There are only three of us boys in the first year, so of course we have to help each other out."
"only"?
Considering the ratio of one girl to three boys in the first grade, the only girl we haven't met yet is the one who should be used with this term, right?
Yuya figured that if he didn't scrub his back today, he wouldn't be able to leave the bathroom.
"Then I'll help Xia You rub his back." He only has two hands; it's impossible for him to rub both of their backs by himself.
Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up, and without arguing with Xia Youjie, he said, "Then I'll help Youye rub his back."
One person touches Yuya's back, and the other has Yuya touch their back.
Neither of them is at a disadvantage!
Yu didn't realize that he had already accepted some of Gojo Satoru and Natsumi's actions with a "what's the use" attitude.
They had only known each other for less than a day.
There were small stools in front of each showerhead. Xia Youjie and Wutiao Wuyi sat one in front of the other next to Youye, looking a little awkward.
Yuya took the soap and rolled it on Xia Youjie's back. When his fingers touched Xia Youjie's back, he felt the person with his back to him tremble: "Is it a little itchy?"
Xia Youjie's voice sounded a little hoarse: "No, it's just that the soap is a bit cold. You'll get used to it after a while."
After lathering up the soap, Yuya took a towel and began to scrub Xia Youjie's back.
Xia Youjie closed his eyes.
Those were the hands he knew best.
Whenever he subdued the cursed spirit, the owner of these hands would immediately notice his discomfort and then comfort him. These hands had touched his brow and his lips.
It also touched...more hidden places.
Xia Youjie took the bath towel and draped it over his legs.
Yu quickly finished rubbing Xia Youjie's back: "Okay, Xia Youjie, you can take a shower now."
Gojo Satoru excitedly shouted, "It's my turn! It's my turn! I'll give Yuya a back rub!"
Yuya felt a little uncomfortable, but he figured it was better to avoid trouble. If he went back on his word now, Gojo Satoru would definitely cause more trouble.
Unlike his extremely outgoing emotions, Gojo Satoru's movements were very gentle, as if Yuya were some kind of fragile porcelain.
After waiting for a while, Yuya couldn't help but ask, "Can you call that a back rub?"
The force is even less than scratching an itch, and you should know that "rubbing" is a verb.
"Yuya's skin is so delicate, I feel like it will leave red marks if I touch it even slightly," Gojo Goko said, not content with just describing it, he directly touched Yuya's back with his hand, "It's so smooth."
Yuya almost jumped up: "Gojo-kun! This is itchy, please don't do this!"
"Okay, okay, I'll use a little more force next time."
What Gojo Satoru said wasn't a lie; Yuya's body is indeed more prone to scarring.
The bathroom was warm, and his originally fair skin turned a faint pink. After he rubbed it vigorously with a towel, it gradually turned a deep red.
Yuya scratched his shoulder, probably because it was a little itchy.
Several noticeable scratch marks remained on his shoulder.
It took Gojo Satoru immense self-control to stop himself from looking in that direction.
He was afraid he might want to leave other marks on this body.
Yuya: ...He was so weak just now, but now he's so strong. What does he take me for, a bath rag? My back is burning.
Oh well, let's just say it's cleaner this way.
The back-rubbing, which was torture for both of them, finally ended.
Yuya rinsed off the soap and saw the other two people doing the same thing, preparing to go to the bath.
He asked in confusion, "Wu Tiao hasn't had his back rubbed yet? Shouldn't Xia You help him?"
Xia Youjie said casually, "Wu You [has no bottom line], so he doesn't usually get dusty at all. You can just wipe him with a towel, no need to scrub his back."
"..."
That's not what you just said.
You just said that you often rub each other's backs.
If that's the case, what are you rubbing? [Without any limits]?
Is it appropriate to rub someone's back during a surgical procedure?
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It's only chapter four, and I'm already planning a side story. I already had a side story in the last book about being locked in a room where you can only leave after having sex.
A person who likes sandwich cookies can't possibly be a bad person—that's my view on good and evil.
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