Sumire Tohsaka

"Why...you want to do this for me?"

Hearing such a question, Gojo Satoru could not help but sigh.

For some reason, he felt that the number of times he sighed at her today was more than the sum of the past 20 years.

"To ask such a question, should I say you are naive...or cunning?"

He sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to her, and stroked her cheek with his fingers through the silky black hair.The fingertips were close to her skin, and the gentle stroking brought a little numbness and itchiness, which made the girl tremble slightly, and unconsciously shrank her shoulders, trying to avoid that hand.

However, that hand clasped her irresistibly, and the tip of the thumb rested on the corner of her lips.

Sumire Tohsaka raised her eyes subconsciously, as if she wanted to say something, but just as her lips opened, a soft kiss greeted her.

Gojo Satoru looked down at her, his cold emerald pupils trembling slightly, reflecting his ice blue pupils.The soft lips were like the buds of roses, trembling like shrinking.

Her hand clasped his wrist, but for some reason, she didn't make any further movements, just staying there.It seems to want to reject, but also seems to want to retain.

He tasted his own blood on her lips.

That kiss was just lip to lip contact.Kiss gently, without going deep, not to replenish magic power, without any additional purpose, just a simple kiss.Like two flowers touching each other in the wind, there is almost a hint of tenderness.

Time seems to stand still at this moment, together with the monsoon that shakes the tree shadows outside the window.

No one knows how long it took, Gojo Satoru finally ended this long but short kiss.

"Can't you see it?" He smiled softly, "Because I quite like you."

The man's palm still supported her face, and his slender fingers rested on her lips, gently stroking the edge of the lip line. The touch was so wonderful, like stroking velvet, and like rose buds.The blood on it has been kissed away, so the rosiness at this moment is only because of the kiss.

He thought he liked her better the way she was now.

The bright red lips are like ripe berries, as if they will drip sweet juice when touched lightly.It reminded him of the time when he met her in Fuyuki, she ate the strawberries he handed him.The tender fruit shattered between her lips and teeth, and the vermilion juice leaked from the texture of her lips, soaking her lips.

Ruddy, sweet, with a seductive, seductive sensual beauty that even she doesn't know about.

In fact, at that time, Gojo Satoru had a desire to kiss Tohsaka Sumire.

He gently pressed her lips with his fingers, staring into her eyes with a smile, not giving her any chance to avoid it.Take it for granted, throw out the facts that you have seen.

"And, you like me too, don't you?"

If she didn't like it, she would never ask him for help.

Although we haven't been together for a long time, Gojo Satoru knows Tohsaka Sumire very well.

She seems to be an indifferent person, she seems indifferent to everything, no matter what happens to her, she can look at it calmly... But unexpectedly, she is a child with high self-esteem.

Tohsaka Sumire has long been used to enduring pain, facing it alone, and bearing it alone.

Or should I put it this way - she is a child who is a little too considerate of others.

That cold response was also her unique gentleness.She always puts other people's mood above her own, and she is more worried about how others' mood will deal with herself than her own troubles.

"How should I put it..." Gojo Satoru thought for a while, "A person like you would never ask for help from someone he doesn't like."

Probably because she was born weak and sickly, constantly causing trouble to others, Sumire Tohsaka didn't want others to worry about her.Even if she was so sad that she was about to cry, because she didn't want to make her sister feel guilty and sad, she would rather endure until she couldn't bear it anymore, and she was willing to cry when she found a place where there was no one.

And for the people she hates, she will never show weakness anyway.

If she didn't face herself, she might die and would not ask others for help.

Yes, like that time——

Obviously she wanted to stay by his side so much, in that quiet, unchangeable and gentle world, but she still pushed the boy away.

"But you told me."

— Please help me.

She told him that sentence that she would never say to others anyway.

Gojo Satoru let go of his hand, his fingers slid down Tohsaka Sumire's face, moved down along the shoulder, and held her right hand.

The girl's palm was very small, and when it fell into the man's wide palm, it looked even more slender. If it wasn't trembling a little, it would have looked like some exquisitely crafted doll.

He inserted his five fingers into her fingers, and clasped her hand like he was catching a little white pigeon.He didn't use much strength, she could break free at any time, but for some reason, she didn't break free.

Gojo Satoru just held her hand like this, leaned forward slightly, and looked at her with a pair of sky-like eyes with a smile on his face.He leaned close to her face a little wickedly, blew her eyelashes lightly, and looked at her flushed cheeks with interest.

"You said...why is this?"

His tone seemed to be teasing, but also serious.

"..."

Sumire Tohsaka opened his mouth, but couldn't answer.

It's not because she doesn't know the answer to this question, but... for some reason, she just can't get that sentence out of her mouth.

Just thinking about it... no, just realizing that thought, she felt that her whole face was about to burn.

Sumire Tohsaka has always been straightforward about what she wants, even sometimes a little too frank, but at this time she was too shy to open her mouth.

So, in the end, she had no choice but to look away in embarrassment, and turned her head completely, not to look at the man's hateful smiling face.

"I don't know." She said angrily, but her face turned red as if she could drip blood, "...I just don't know."

Gojo Satoru didn't allow her to escape in this way, he used some strength in his hands to break her shoulders, forcing her to turn her face away.After seeing the cloud-like blush on the girl's face, he paused for a moment, leaned over more maliciously, and clasped the little bird who was too shy to escape in his arms, wrapped his arms around her, and clasped her in one hand. Her palm, don't let her break free.

"How about dating me?" His tone was coaxing, "Not just blood, I can give you anything. I'm so handsome and the strongest. I'm perfect as a boyfriend—with me Wouldn't it be nice to be together?"

"...You won't blush even when you say that, Gojo-sensei?"

Although Tohsaka Sumire was still blushing, she was amused when she heard this sentence, and the hand that was about to push him away stopped, and unconsciously rested on his shoulder.

Five. To live is to be confident. Enlightenment: "I'm just stating the facts."

Tohsaka Sumire wanted to laugh again, so she had no choice but to withdraw her hand to cover her face, so as not to show an expression that was too rude.

"I'm going to think about it again," she said at last. "Give me a little more time..."

"Give me a moment?"

Gojo Satoru pretended to think seriously, then suddenly reached out and touched the tip of her nose, and began to count quickly.

"Five, four, three, two, one—well, the time is up! If you don't refuse, you agree!"

"It doesn't look like this—"

Tohsaka Sumire said in a low voice as if protesting, but when she saw Gojo Satoru suddenly stood up and made a gesture to leave, she subconsciously grabbed his hand.

Then, the two of them were stunned at the same time.

"..."

The girl pursed her lips and subconsciously looked away.But holding his hand, he didn't let go.

Gojo Satoru laughed.

"Agreed, then?" he asked.

Tohsaka Sumire's face was already flushed red, and she refused to turn her head no matter what.However, she still nodded, her movements were almost undetectable.

"...um." She made a light and short single sound.

Gojo Satoru bent down and kissed her lips again.

This time it was no longer a casual touch.It is no longer a gentle and ambiguous comfort.

"This is a lover's kiss." He told her so.

Sumire Tohsaka subconsciously closed her eyes.

The flower bloomed in her mouth again, and somehow she tasted something sweet this time, unbelievably.