Chapter 13 So-called Access Control
It was already 9:30 p.m. when I left the police station after giving my statement.
Gojo Satoru listlessly rested his chin on Yuya's shoulder: "I'm so hungry—"
Yuya used his phone to search the map: "But there's not much to eat around here, only one pizza place. Is that okay?"
Xia Youjie nodded: "I'm fine with anything."
Gojo Satoru clutched his stomach, looking listless: "I don't want pizza, I want edamame and cream daifuku."
Yuya put his phone away: "Where is it?"
"Miyagi Prefecture".
That's not close to Tokyo.
Gojo Satoru lowered his head, acting like a submissive wife: "Actually, I don't really want to eat it. It's okay if I don't eat it. At most, I won't be able to sleep tonight. I might even cry to the moon in the middle of the night, but it's alright."
Yuya sighed helplessly: "As long as you can hold on, we'll go to Miyagi Prefecture."
Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up: "Really?"
"Since you want to eat it, then go ahead. Where's Xia You?"
"I'm fine with either."
The flying spirit rainbow dragon, the best means of transportation for traveling at night, requests to join the battle.
In a secluded place, Xia Youjie released his cursed spirit, and the three of them sat on the back of the Rainbow Dragon, heading towards Gongcheng County.
From the bustling, neon-lit streets, we gradually headed towards a darker, deserted place.
Do we really have to sit like this?
"If I don't sit like this, will I fall?"
The three of them are currently in a very intimate position.
Yuya sat facing Gojo Satoru, who was holding him in his arms with his neck around his neck. His legs had nowhere to go but to be placed on either side of Gojo Satoru's waist.
Xia Youjie was behind him, hugging his waist, his chin resting on his shoulder, his eyes closed, seemingly resting. His long arms and legs completely enveloped Youye.
Yuya felt like he was a sandwich filling—the cream filling in the middle.
Neither of his colleagues answered his question.
Yuya wanted to change his position, but as soon as he moved, he heard Gojo Satoru's tired voice: "Yuya, don't move. Just give us a hug. We're very tired today."
?
He couldn't hold back any longer: "Isn't my task this afternoon to catch cursed spirits? Why are you guys the ones who are tired?"
Gojo Satoshi, though not entirely honest, said confidently, "But I've been worried about Yuya the whole time, and being on tenterhooks is really exhausting."
Yuya said, feeling annoyed, "Thank you so much."
“It’s true,” Gojo Satoru’s voice trailed off, “I’ve been worried about it.”
After all, you might die again in five years.
Gojo Satoru and Natsume Yuuki are reborn people.
When the two were reborn, they were still babies. The first thing they did when they were able to walk was to find Yuya without hesitation. They wanted to change everything and protect Yuya under their noses. They absolutely could not accept Yuya dying again.
However, they found themselves unable to enter Yokohama.
They knew that Yuu was there, but no matter what they did, they couldn't set foot in Yokohama.
To satisfy their wildly growing longing, they acted like stalkers, keeping people by Yuya's side and taking all sorts of photos.
Although they never met, Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Suke had been secretly keeping an eye on Yuya Ogawa.
Yuya's first day of school, his first time shopping alone, and the first time he cried since his parents passed away; they watched him move into Osamu Dazai's house, watched them be inseparable, watched them run away from home together, and watched them join the Port Mafia together...
They knew everything about Yuya.
Putting aside the idea of kidnapping them and imprisoning them at home, they could only vent their longing by looking at one photograph after another.
Over the years, they never gave up on getting close to Yuya Kojima, and after many attempts, they confirmed one thing.
Just as they were prevented from meeting Yuya Kojima earlier, they cannot change what has happened in the past. Everything must proceed according to the original plan.
So they could only wait for Yuya Oguri to enroll in the vocational college.
Being able to reunite with them was indeed a joy for them.
But that's not enough.
If everything has to unfold the same way as in the previous life, are they going to have to watch Yuya Kojima die again?
Whenever they thought about this, it felt as if a hand was reaching out from Gojo Satoru's heart, trying to pull them into an abyss. The indescribable restlessness was something only they, who shared a common beloved, could understand.
At this point, the college will carry out maintenance.
Fortunately, there is good news about this mission.
The tentative invitation to Yuya to join the mission was something that hadn't happened in his previous life—and it was successful.
Both of them were overjoyed to see Yuya mastering the technique at an even faster pace.
We absolutely cannot watch him die again.
"Yuya... don't die..."
Xiao Lu You also wanted to say that he was alive and well, not injured and had no intention of dying, which was very strange.
But he didn't say anything in the end.
Hold me tight, cling to me.
Two octopuses.
Yuya thought to himself in despair.
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"You guys are really lucky, there's only one edamame cream daifuku left."
The shop owner, a plump middle-aged woman, had her hair wrapped in a scarf. She had a very approachable smile. Thinking that this was her last sale of the day, she put the remaining daifuku into the bag as well: "I remember you, handsome young man who often comes to buy edamame and whipped cream. You can try other flavors sometimes too."
"Peach daifuku and coconut daifuku are also very good."
"Thank you, auntie—" Gojo Satoru happily accepted his daifuku, then looked at Yuya who was waiting beside him.
Yuya realized what was happening and his eyes widened: "Me?"
Gojo Satoru held the daifuku in his hands and nodded with a satisfied expression.
Yu reluctantly stepped forward to pay the bill: "Why should I pay?"
"Because all my money is with Yuya."
"when……"
The thick card shoved into Yuya's hand interrupted his words.
Gojo Satoru: "From now on, all my money will go to Yuya. All mission rewards will also be deposited into Yuya's account. So whatever we eat or drink when we go out, Yuya will pay for it."
"Why……"
“Me too,” came another stack of cards, this one from Xia Youjie. “I’m not good at managing money. I always squander the mission bonuses I get. I’ll ask Youye to keep them safe for me from now on.”
"If no one keeps me in check, I probably won't even be able to save up enough to get married."
"You're thinking far ahead when it comes to getting married."
Yuya stared at the cards in his hand, momentarily silent: "Are there funds on these cards?"
They both nodded.
"Do you have a lot of money?"
They both nodded again.
Yuya is now resentful of the rich.
Those sorcerers are really rich.
He had quite a few cards, but unfortunately only one of them had a little money in it; the rest of the cards only had the 1,000 yen deposited when they were opened.
"You insisted on giving it to me, so I'm not responsible if you lose it."
Xia Youjie ruffled Youye's hair: "It doesn't matter if you lose the card, just don't lose yourself, Youye."
Yuya glared at Xia Youjie: "How could I possibly lose myself?"
As Gojo Satoru was enjoying his daifuku, he suddenly heard a man and a woman arguing next to him.
Girl: "It's all your fault for dragging me to the movies. Now it's past curfew and I can't get back to the dorm!"
Man: "Well...we can't sleep on the street, so...how about we get a hotel room?"
Gojo Satoru didn't hear what came next.
His eyes grew brighter and brighter in the darkness.
So that's how it can be done?
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Yuya is 15, Satoru is 15, and Ketsu is 14 (he is a year younger than Satoru, which is shocking).
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