My fish pond is not limited to the world of magic

"Okay, I see." Gojo Satoru stood up, held his hand again, and pulled him up from the seat, "Let's go."

Xingchuhe was also at a loss: "?"

"Go home." Gojo Satoru said confidently, as if he didn't hear Hoshide Kazuya's "I don't want to".

Sawada Tsunayoshi stared at him for a few seconds, then took a step back to make room for the two.

"Go... home?" Hoshide Kazuya repeated his words, stunned for a moment, and didn't remember to struggle for a while.

"Although the family is indeed much smaller than Pengo Lie, Kazuya has also lived there for many days, so he must be more familiar with it than here." Gojo Satoru took him a step forward, and put him Pulled away from the table, wanting to take him out.

"No." Xing Chuhe also staggered two steps forward being dragged by him, and immediately stabilized his figure, holding the table still, "...I said that I don't want to go back." He lowered his head and muttered softly.

"Yeah, I know." Gojo Satoru replied easily, took two steps back, and took him directly into his arms. "But does this have anything to do with my wanting to bring Kazuya home?" The doubt in his tone was too appropriate, and Hoshide Kazuya was stunned when he heard it, and subconsciously shook his head.

After shaking his head, he realized that something was wrong, grabbed the edge of the table, and opened his mouth to refute.

But Gojo Satoru obviously wouldn't give him this chance.The man involuntarily pushed his hand away from the table, held it in his palm, and at the same time blocked the words he hadn't had time to say: "That's good. Let's go Kazuya, let's go home."

Xingchuhe was also carried forward by him, still trying to struggle.Although he couldn't see it, he still turned around and called out to the person who brought him here: "Gang."

"He's already gone." Gojo Satoru turned his head and glanced at the helpless Sawada Tsunayoshi, and said nonsense with his eyes open, "The leader of Vongola is very busy, so don't bother him all the time."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "..." Can you pretend to be a blind person and talk nonsense if you wear a pair of blindfolds?

He looked at Gojo Satoru's blindfold, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and opened his mouth to say: "No—"

Gojo Satoru suddenly coughed and interrupted him.After the young man coughed, he let go of Hoshide Kazuya, raised his hand, and turned towards him.

The super intuition came into play in an instant, and Tsunayoshi Sawada immediately noticed what this person wanted to do to him, and couldn't help but feel a little funny. He closed his mouth, suppressed his smile, took a step back quietly, and raised his index finger to his lips to express I will never make a sound again.

Gojo Satoru nodded, and grabbed Hoshide Kazuya's hand again.

The young man probably heard something, and he was frowning and asked, "Someone talked just now?"

"Ah." Wujo Wu answered vaguely, dragged him outside, and explained casually, "The next table."

"It's an insignificant stranger." Gojo Satoru rubbed his hair, seemingly a little helpless, "How did your ears become so good?"

Insignificant stranger Mr. Tsunayoshi Sawada: Smile.

Xingchuhe also walked slowly, obviously still a little suspicious.Gojo Satoru sighed, stopped, and said, "If you don't come with me, do you want to stay here forever? Do you think the clerk won't let you?"

"Ah." After Gojo Satoru finished speaking, he suddenly shouted softly as if suddenly enlightened, turned to Hoshide Kazuya, bent down, and reached for the boy's knee with one hand, "Look at me, I forgot about this."

Xing Chuhe couldn't see the man's movements, but he also keenly sensed that something was wrong, and pressed the man's chest and wanted to back away.But he couldn't see anything clearly, and it was useless to step back. Instead, he bumped into a table directly, and his waist hurt.Amidst a burst of chaotic sounds, the man in front of him suddenly approached him again, his right hand was still on his shoulder, and his left hand went down, brushed past his knee, and directly hugged him whole.

Hoshide Kazuya has lived for 18 years and has never experienced the feeling of being hugged by a princess. He couldn't help but let out a small cry, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab Gojo Satoru's neck.To be picked up suddenly was enough to shock people, and now that he is still blind, the feeling of fear is naturally stronger.

He hugged Gojo Satoru's neck tightly, and his breathing became short of breath.I thought it was over, but the man still had to push forward. He lowered his head and whispered to him, with a smile in his deliberately lowered voice: "Kazuya's heartbeat is so fast. Are you shy?"

Hoshide Kazuya: "..." He stopped talking, tried to calm his heartbeat and breathing, and didn't want to pay attention to this person.

"Do you like it?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Gojo Gojo went even further, hugging him even tighter, the skins of the two were almost stuck together through the thin fabric.

"After we go home, we can always be like this." The magnetic voice seduced him.

Hoshide Kazuya: "..." He didn't speak, and buried his head down, blushing silently.

It's embarrassing to do such a thing in public, right?What's more, what do you like or don't like?He doesn't-

Gojo Satoru's right hand was hooked around his waist, the coolness from his fingertips passed through his clothes and spread on his skin.It was like throwing a stone into the river, and the ripples spread out from that point, swaying outwards circle after circle, making his heart tremble.

What came from the fingertips was coolness, but the part where the other side was touching was glowing with heat.After losing sight, other senses seem to become more and more sensitive.He hung his head, his ears were red, and he didn't dare to move.

It was the end of spring and the beginning of summer, and they were not wearing very thick clothes. Xingchu and Kazuya's waists were pressed against the man's chest and abdomen, and the heat was transmitted, and the clothes in between could hardly be felt.

Gojo Satoru drew his arms inward, hugging him tighter.I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the young man squeezed his waist gently.The strange feeling immediately spread, the beating of the heart not only did not slow down, but became more violent, Xingchuhe also trembled, and buried his head even lower.

He bit his lip and muttered softly, with some complaints and coquetry in his tone that he didn't realize: "Didn't you say you want to go home?"

The corner of Gojo Satoru's lips pressed against his ear, he chuckled, and the laughter trembled all the way to the bottom of Hoshide Kazuya's heart.

……too weird.

Hoshide Kazuya also grabbed the clothes on the side of the man's shoulders, biting his lower lip even harder, as if he was going to bite it directly.

"Go home." Gojo Satoru said.

Mr. Gojo, the strongest conjurer, has amazing physical strength. He said he wanted to carry him home, and he carried him all the way. Except when he was forcibly separated by the flight attendant on the plane, he never let go of the person in his arms .

Hoshide Kazuya felt embarrassed and shy at first, but after a long time, he became completely numb, and would only occasionally be surprised by such a strong arm strength of this man.

Gojo Satoru took him back to his "home" - a small one-bedroom apartment in Shibuya.Xing Chuhe was also put down by him, standing at the door, holding the man's hand with one hand and the door frame with the other, feeling a little nervous.

This person is probably aware of his amnesia, so he must also know that he has no memory of this house now.But even so, he still brought himself here because this place...does it have any special meaning?

The fact of living together even made him vaguely doubt the true relationship between himself and Gojo Satoru.In his cognition, there seems to be no situation where teachers and students need to live together, right?

On the contrary, between couples...

Xingchuhe also thought of this, and suddenly stopped thinking, a little afraid to think about it any more.

Gojo Satoru took his other hand, stuck it behind him, half-supported and half-carried him into the room.He was quite patient, taking Xing Chuhe and the whole house around very slowly and carefully, and then went back to the door and started all over again.Little by little, they walked through every place in this house and touched every object in this house.

Over and over again, tirelessly, until Xingchuheya thoroughly engraved this place in his heart, until he could assure the man that even if he was alone at home, he would never bump into anything and hurt himself.

Gojo Satoru seems to be very leisurely during this time, he spends most of his time at home with Hoshide Kazuya, looking for various ways to spend time with others.Similarly, as a "return", he also agreed to Wujo Wu's many conditions, such as sharing the same bed, kissing each other in the morning and evening, feeding three meals, taking a bath together...

When Gojo Satoru asked for all kinds of things with confidence, he was also very confident in doing them.He accidentally didn't refuse, and he couldn't refuse again after that.After such a long time, he even became more and more suspicious of the relationship between the two of them, and suddenly discovered one day that he was very adaptable to the current way of getting along.

Occasionally, if he stayed in the house for too long, Gojo Satoru would take him out for a walk.He held the young man's hand, followed them, and listened to them while walking. He didn't care about the destination, but simply enjoyed the feeling.

When wandering in the park, I occasionally meet some talkative passers-by, and often regard them as a blind couple.They listened, but tacitly did not deny it, let these people misunderstand, finally smiled lightly, and then enjoyed their own time.

The first thing Gojo Satoru does after waking up every day is a good morning kiss—of course it’s just a very ordinary kiss on the cheek and forehead, and the second thing is to tell the time.

Ten days is neither long nor short. When he heard about the date of April [-]th, Hoshide Kazuya hadn't realized it for a while. It wasn't until Gojo Satoru mentioned "your birthday" intentionally or unintentionally that he suddenly thought about it. stand up.

Then he was a little surprised, before he lost his memory, he probably really got acquainted with Wujo to a certain extent.Even these things will be told to this person.But thinking about it carefully, it made sense. After all, they had gone through such a thing as resetting the seal together, so how could he still hide his birthday from Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru held him in his arms and helped him put on his coat, casually asking him what arrangements he had.Hoshide Kazuya raised his hand, paused, thought for a moment, and shook his head.

"Birthday..." Gojo Satoru lowered his head, kissed his earlobe very naturally, and asked, "Is there anything else you want to do?"

"No." Hoshide Kazuya said, "I am like this, I can't do anything I want."

"But they want to celebrate your birthday." Gojo Satoru hugged him and turned him around, helping him to button his buttons.

"...No...it's not bad for me myself." Hoshide Kazuya pressed his hand, shrank back, and asked, "Who?"

Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand resentfully, and said, "You friends."

"Friends?" Hoshide Kazu was also taken aback for a moment, and then realized, "Will they come?"

He fastened the buttons, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and frowned slightly.

This dress is a bit strange to wear on the body, as if it is too big.He always felt empty when he put it on, the hem of the clothes protruded a bit, and the sleeves completely covered his hands.

"Yes." Gojo Satoru responded, helping him straighten his overly long sleeves, "Aren't you looking forward to it?"

Hoshide Kazu also lowered his head, and honestly admitted: "...it feels a little awkward."

"Gang will come first." Gojo Satoru stroked his hair reassuringly.

Xingchuhe tilted his head in confusion: "Huh?"

"It is said that he brought the gift you want most." Wujo Satoru said.

"What?" Hoshide Kazuya was also curious.

Gojo Satoru smiled, but didn't answer directly: "Guess what?"

"...how do you let me guess?" Hoshide Kazuya also puffed up his cheeks, groping for the young man's sleeve.

After staying with Gojo Satoru for a long time, he naturally knew exactly what kind of tricks this person took.He grabbed the sleeve and tugged it lightly, he raised his head, his black eyes were not focused, but he seemed to be watching him, "I want to know, can you tell me?"

"Sight and memory." Gojo Satoru sighed, cupped his face, and carefully kissed his eyes.