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III: Extra Story
Chapter 154: Side Story · 13
But for your sake (Part 7)

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Her husband seemed to be more spoiled after he became a cat.

He would squeeze into the same quilt with her when he slept, even though they had also squeezed into the same quilt before he became a cat.

When she opened her eyes in the morning, she could feel a big furry cat clinging to her, with his soft belly rising and falling slightly with his breathing, and soft snoring coming out of his throat. He would stick to her wherever she went, rest his head on her knees when she was free, and lazily stretch out his belly waiting for her to stroke his fur. He would stick to her when she slept, and he would also stay close to her when she ate, and from time to time he would act spoiled and ask his wife to feed him.

Yayoi bought him a pair of small sunglasses. The unobstructed Six Eyes would absorb a large amount of information flow from the surroundings without restraint. She thought about it and finally chose sunglasses between the eye mask and small sunglasses.

If you have to ask why, it was because his appearance reminded her of a long time ago.

Things were changing very fast nowadays. The small sunglasses that Satoru wore during his college years could only be found at the flea market. Yayoi chose a pair of round-frame sunglasses for him. A cat wearing a pair of sunglasses surprisingly did not look out of place.

The big white cat with new sunglasses purred comfortably in Yayoi's arms, revealing his soft belly and pink pads. The shopping guide who recommended the sunglasses to them was so itchy to pet the cat, but unfortunately, this kind of cat would only show his belly and pads to his owner and would not let anyone touch him.

It was a very novel thing for a cat to wear sunglasses.

Mimiko and Nanako stared at this outstanding and graceful white cat for a long time. They wanted to touch his fur and his sunglasses, but he would not let anyone touch him except his wife. He always accurately avoided the claws of the girls. He was so smart that people once suspected that the cat had become a spirit.

Cats were reserved and agile.

Humans, on the other hand, were attracted by beautiful appearances.

The beautiful white cat lay under the eaves and yawned lazily. The pale blue pupils under the sunglasses looked like blue cat's eyes covered by a thin layer of black gauze, and the soft white cat fur stretched out in the warm sunshine.

Suguru swore that he had no ill will towards cats. If he really wanted to investigate, he still had a good feeling towards cats, but it would be another matter if the cats were full of Satoru's breath inside and out.

On the day Yayoi brought the cat back, a breath of Satoru came to his face, especially when the cat had a pair of small sunglasses on his nose that were almost the same as Satoru before, and the long-lost feeling came to his face.

The autumn colors dyed the maple leaves in the courtyard into a bright blood-red color. The cold autumn water gurgled over the slender bamboo tubes, and rushed into the pool, creating lotus-like ripples.

On the day when Gojo the Cat put on sunglasses, Suguru's hands were shaking while holding the teacup, and it took a long time to calm his heart.

Suguru picked up the steaming teacup on the tea tray and took a sip of the tea. The dry taste spread on the tip of her tongue.

"Why did you think of putting sunglasses on the cat?" Suguru narrowed his eyes and smiled warmly.

"I feel nostalgic." Yayoi curved her eyes.

Suguru lowered his head and took a sip of the tea calmly. The mottled shadows of the trees covered most of his face, and the gorgeous red maple slid into the pool, pushing away circles of ripples.

Suguru had some thoughts in his mind.

—She and Satoru probably met in high school.

After the corner of his eyes paused on Yayoi's body for a while, he moved away as if nothing had happened.

These days, during his various exchanges with Yayoi, he realized one thing deeply. Yayoi not only had a strong body that was infinitely close to Toji's Heavenly Restriction, but also had a very strong intuition. She could even feel the attention of people around her by intuition.

If you keep your eyes on her for too long, even if you were very subtle, she would still notice it.

Moreover, it was impolite to peek at others.

The big white cat rested his chin on her thigh, squinting and purring, letting her hand stroke his head again and again, enjoying his wife's caressing his fur with peace of mind.

Suguru's eyes twitched.

The big white cat shook his furry ears and raised his eyelids. The bright red maple leaves swayed in the cool autumn breeze, rustling and rolling out red waves like the rising and falling tides. The strong red shade of the trees cut the light and shadows, and fell into the pale blue eyes.

Suguru's hand holding the teacup unconsciously tightened.

The white cat yawned, and his pale blue eyes narrowed into two slits behind his sunglasses. He slightly raised his upper body, tilted his head, took the kikufuku from the porcelain plate, opened his mouth and swallowed it in two mouthfuls.

Suguru: "...can cats eat kikufuku?"
Well, he have one more thing in common with Satoru.

Yayoi nodded and lied with her eyes open, "Yes."

Suguru looked at the cat with bulging cheeks and the fur around his mouth was stained with icing sugar with twitching eyes.

"Meow!" The cat tilted his head and showed Yayoi the corners of his mouth covered with icing sugar. His pale blue eyes seemed to be rippling with blue waves, and his voice was so sweet that it could squeeze out sugar water.

Yayoi helped him wipe the corners of his mouth, and he rubbed her chest non-stop.

Suguru: "..."

To be honest, he had only seen such a bad cat.

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Time passed slowly, but it never stopped.

The original plan was put aside because of an unexpected factor.

Yayoi's limit was still unclear. The real limit could not be tested without walking on the edge of life and death. From the information learned from Shiu, it could be known that so far, none of the cursed spirits exorcised by Yayoi had been considered difficult for her.

She was very strong, but she didn't like to kill people, whether the opponent was a curse users or an ordinary person without cursed energy.

Although it was unclear where her limit was, if she really startde fighting, Suguru was not sure that he could get away unscathed.

Her position was unclear.

She had little interest in participating in the world of sorcery, and she only wanted to keep her cat fat and healthy.

Suguru knew that this was just an appearance. Once what he was planning contradicted Yayoi's principles, she would no longer stay in Star Religious Group. Leaving Star Religious Group would be like leaving an uncertain factor outside, and she might even take action to stop his plan.

The gentle morning sun fell on the windowsill and splashed on the futon.

Pressing his fingers on his aching temple, Suguru took a deep breath.

After pushing away the things piled on the table, he put his palm on the table and sat up with his arms crossed.

His brain was caught in a mess of thoughts, and the slightly cool air went into his lungs along the respiratory tract. Suguru walked aimlessly in Star Religious Group along the gravel path, his hands tucked into his wide sleeves.

The wind moved the slender bamboo leaves, and the broken shadows printed on the road shook and trembled.

The familiar breath was like a stone thrown into the lake, causing tiny ripples. The person sitting on the futon froze, and his dark purple pupils shrank violently.

The brain started to work quickly.

The breath was very light, like a handful of fine sand.

That person's personality was indeed out of tune, but he would never make such a low-level mistake.

The footsteps became hurried, and Suguru's brows unconsciously lowered.

—Were you here to find Yayoi?

He thought of the quarrel with Satoru a few days ago, when the other person threatened to come and kill him.

The leader of the Star Religious Group cursed in his heart, not so vengeful, right?

His brows twisted into a knot. In order to avoid being implicated, he quietly contacted Manami and the twins in the Star Religious Group, and prepared to let his family run away.

Suguru didn't know how the other person found this place, nor did he know the specific purpose of him coming here, but their positions had long been different. If he was the only one here, he could go to meet the other person leisurely, but the fact was that there were other sorcerers here. If the people who were mixed with the "evil curse user Suguru Geto" fell into the hands of the sorcerer, the consequences would not be good no matter how he thought.

After calming down his breathing, Suguru showed a nonchalant smile, took a step, and walked along the gravel path and the traces left by the other person deliberately.

The place where his footsteps stopped was outside Yayoi's residence.

Suguru was stunned for a moment, his eyes twitching. After imagining a scene in his mind where a runaway wife was escaping and he was chasing her, she couldn't escape even if she had wings. Then he walked to the door as if nothing had happened and knocked on the door gently.

The shoji door was pulled open, and the person who opened the door was an old acquaintance with white hair and pajamas. Large water stains spread from the corners of his clothes, and there were a few water drops hanging on his white hair.

"Hey, good morning, Suguru." Satoru leaned on the door sill, one hand on the door frame.

Suguru's brows twisted into a knot, "...do you still remember that this is the Star Religious Group?"
You could actually sleep in the enemy's base camp, and what's the matter with this pajamas?

"Remember." Satoru yawned, his mouth wide open, "Do you think I like to come to your shabby place? The facilities are terrible. The water pipe in the bathroom burst this morning."

Satoru curled his lips, "I wouldn't come here if my wife wasn't here."

Suguru's forehead veins popped, "...I'm so sorry."

"Don't tell me you're fixing the water pipe." Suguru said suddenly, his eyes sank.

"I didn't say I was fixing the water pipe." Satoru said, "It's my wife who is fixing the water pipe."

Suguru: "..."
He suddenly wanted to hit someone.

In a moment of silence, Yayoi had already come out of the bathroom with tools and a section of replaced water pipe. Satoru was big and occupied most of the area at the door, but Yayoi still saw a section of the cassock.

"Geto-san?" Yayoi raised his head.

Suguru paused, and just as he was about to say hello, he was slapped in the face by Satoru, who pressed his head down.

Suguru: "..." ##

Just when he was about to get angry, the shoji door slammed shut in front of him, almost making close contact with his face.

Suguru: "..." ###

"The clothes are wet."

The rustling sound of clothes fluttering came from the room, and Satoru's frivolous and untuned voice.

Suguru: "..."

"Then I'll go change my clothes." This was Yayoi's voice.

"I'll help you." This was Satoru's voice.

Suguru: ???
Wait, wait? What were you doing?

Suguru stood at the door, not knowing whether to leave or not. After a moment of silence, he came to an important conclusion.

Satoru, you were so poisonous.

Fortunately, the two people inside seemed to be just changing clothes. After a while, the shoji door in front of them was opened, and the couple who had changed clothes reappeared in front of him.

Satoru leaned against the door frame, raised his eyebrows, and his black sunglasses were hanging on his nose.

Suguru was puzzled by his gaze and frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing." Satoru waved his hand, "It's just a little... um... nostalgic. The last time I saw Suguru wearing this outfit was several years ago... When he went to Star Religious Group to pack up his things, Suguru said that he would never want to wear this outfit again in his life."

The unfounded words confused Suguru, but after Satoru finished speaking, he refused to say anything more and rubbed against his wife.

The tea in the tatami was still steaming, and the cup was filled with misty water vapor. The three people sat on the tatami, as if they were just gathering together to drink tea.

"What's your purpose for suddenly appearing in the Star Religious Group?" Suguru frowned.

"I've lived here for several days~" Satoru sat on the tatami with his legs crossed and his chin in his hand, his sunglasses hanging on his nose.

Suguru frowned.

Satoru yawned.

The yawning Satoru overlapped with the white cat held by Yayoi under the eaves.

A bold idea flashed through his mind.

Suguru: "...are you the cat?"

He turned his head and denied this idea. At the same time and place, he saw Satoru and the cat on the streets of Tokyo, and the cat seemed to hate Satoru very much.

He denied the idea, but Satoru confirmed it.

"Yes~" Satoru made a playful scissor hand gesture, "Isn't it cute?"

Yayoi nodded, "The most cutest in the world."

Suguru: "..."
How cute, you two were poisonous.

"I saw you and the cat at the same time on the streets of Tokyo." Suguru said.

"Because we are both Satoru Gojo." Satoru said reluctantly.

Suguru was still confused.

Satoru said slowly, "Well... let me tell you something, Yayoi and I got married in 2018."

Suguru paused, 2018... but now it is clearly 2017...

The intense emotions echoing in his heart made his pupils shrink instinctively.

"Let me ask you a few questions, Suguru~" Satoru raised his hand with a smile.

Suguru's mouth twitched a few times, "Ask me."

"Did we go to Saitama Prefecture when we were in technical college? Did we climb over other people's walls?" Satoru asked with a smile.

The light in Suguru's eyes disappeared, "No."
Climbing over other people's walls, this was something that would get you arrested and thrown into the police station.

Satoru paused, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Did we go to the police station again in the spring of our first year in technical college?"

"No." Suguru continued to look dead, "What do you want to ask? Is there any point in recalling things in technical school now?"

"Of course it makes sense!" Satoru slapped his thigh, "This is about whether I have a wife or not."

Suguru: ???

Suguru opened his mouth and said subconsciously, "What does this have to do with whether we went to the police station or not?"

"It's a big problem." Satoru said confidently, "It was my wife who sent us to the police station."

Suguru: "..."
F*ck you, what did you do to get me sent to the police station with your wife?

"It's really different... hiss..." Satoru scratched his white hair twice, "nothing..."

"What do you mean nothing?" Suguru looked at Satoru suspiciously. If this man was not stronger than him and suddenly landed in his territory, he would have beaten him up long ago.

Satoru paused and spoke slowly, talking about the properties of space, Einstein's general relativity and special relativity, and then from quantum mechanics to Cöhagen, and by the way, he talked about Schrödinger's theory. A lot of preparation led to the theory of parallel worlds, perfect.

Yayoi was confused, as if she had returned to the hell of learning calculus in college. Suguru on the opposite side didn't look very good either. When he was still in school, he was an excellent student with beautiful A's in culture and sports, but... but he hadn't studied for many years.

"Can you explain it more simply?" Veins popped out of his arms, and Suguru almost flipped the table.

"Different choices may lead to different futures. For example, I am now, which is another future of me in 2017." At the end, Satoru added, "I have a wife."

Suguru's eyes twitched, "You have a wife in 2017?"

Satoru's face froze, and he said reluctantly, "No."

"Heh." Suguru sneered.

Satoru gritted his teeth, "It's better than being single for life."

Suguru: "Heh."

When the two were about to fight, Yayoi was quick to pounce and hugged her cat who was about to run away.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." The red-haired cat was very skilled in coaxing the white cat, "Anger will cause hair loss."

Everyone was in vain. Two adults, one of whom was a father, were treated like elementary school students. After finally calming them down, the two sat opposite each other, and they were not happy with each other.

Satoru sneered, "Don't blame me for not telling you something."

Suguru sneered, "Come on, I'm not afraid of you."

"Someone is greedy for your body." Satoru sneered.

Suguru sneered, "It's just greedy for my body, I'm afraid..."
Wait, who was greedy for his body?

Suguru's eyes were blank like a groundhog for a moment, and the demeanor collapsed into a simple drawing.

The tea had a bitter taste. Satoru didn't like tea, so Yayoi gave him a bottle of strawberry milk. Satoru picked up the milk carton and gulped down half a bottle like a whiskey. After slamming the milk carton on the table, his smile was terrible.

"And that guy succeeded." Satoru's face was full of pain, as if his best friend had suffered some unbearable pain. "Suguru's body was occupied by him for a year."

Yayoi counted on her fingers and looked up, "It's not even a year."

"Eh, no?" Satoru blinked innocently.

"There is not a year from Christmas to Halloween." Yayoi said seriously.

"Rounded off, there is." Satoru slammed the table and concluded.

Suguru: "..."
It had been occupied before, did it matter if they were rounded off or not, right?

—Who was greedy for his body?

Wait, wait?

You two were talking about... "him"... right?

Suguru trembled reflexively.

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• Omake •

Another him: Achoo!
Another him: ???

Brother Suguru: I'd rather die


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