Lying in a hospital bed and reading the sweet messages on his phone, "Gojo Satoru" felt incredibly happy.
He had suffered from a serious illness since childhood. There was no chance of a cure, and he could only cling to life with the help of a mountain of medical equipment.
Forget being discharged from the hospital—even getting out of bed and walking normally was a luxury for him.
Someone like him could never make friends, and yet, somehow, he'd found a partner through online chats.
Though it was only an online relationship and they could never meet in person, he also didn't want to tell the other person about his condition.
But he was already satisfied. Anime had been his only companions, but the arrival of his online partner had filled him with hope for life.
After two years of talking, neither of them could hold back their love any longer.
Then, one day, the other person brought up the idea of meeting in person. Their attitude was so firm that they left "Gojo Satoru" no chance to refuse.
But meeting in person was out of the question. His poor health made it incredibly difficult even to speak, and he'd barely made a phone call in all those years. With his body covered in medical equipment, video chatting was impossible, too.
Only then did "Gojo Satoru" realize: what was the point of all this? What did it even mean?
For two people in love, living apart was devastating. Phone calls and letters meant nothing. If they couldn't hug each other, then there was no point!
Clinging to such extreme beliefs, he shut down all his social media and immersed himself in the world of anime, bringing his short life to an end.
After being reborn, Gojo Satoru experienced the life he'd only dreamed of in his previous life. He could admire the scenery and make friends without having to go online.
In his current worldview, online communication was meaningless. Cold text couldn't convey genuine feelings. Someone could even send a message that sounded completely accommodating while looking at them with disdain.
He couldn't message people on his phone, and he didn't want anyone contacting him online either, unless it was a special circumstance.
Now that he was practically a god among mortals, if there was someone he wanted to see, he could just go see them. There was no need to talk to people he didn't want to see.
"It's nothing. I was just thinking about where we should go in a bit!"
Pulling himself together, Gojo Satoru put on his usual smile again and cheerfully explained.
"Who said I'd go anywhere with you?!"
Seeing Gojo Satoru dodge her question, Kamuro Masumi angrily turned down his invitation.
"Come on, come on! It's my treat. I'll pay for everything!"
Gojo Satoru shamelessly invited her again.
After hearing him put it that way, Kamuro stopped refusing. She'd come here for his sake in the first place. What if he got angry if she kept turning him down? He still had her video.
"Fine. Since you put it that way, I'll graciously accept this once."
"By the way, where are we going? Have you decided yet?"
"Of course I have, my lady girlfriend!"
Seeing that Kamuro Masumi had agreed, Gojo Satoru smiled and took her hand, leading the way toward their destination.
"That's exactly why I'm not your girlfriend!"
She protested loudly, but didn't pull her right hand from his grasp.
Staring at the Cat Cafe in front of her, Kamuro Masumi stood frozen, then asked in confusion,
"Why a cat café?! Shouldn't we be going to the movies or the Amusement Park?"
"Huh? But I really like cats. It's mostly girls who come here, so I'd feel awkward coming by myself."
Gojo Satoru stepped aside, touched his cheek with his right index finger, and answered with a pout, like a little girl.
So gross!
"Can someone like you really get embarrassed?!"
Kamuro Masumi bluntly teased Gojo Satoru as she watched him pose.
"Don't sweat the small stuff. Let's go in."
Ignoring her teasing, Gojo Satoru took her hand again and led her inside.
"Welcome! Is it just the two of you?"
The waitress warmly greeted them as they entered.
"That's right, that's right. Could you find us a spot somewhere a little out of the way?"
"Certainly! Please follow me!"
After following the waitress to a secluded spot and sitting down, Gojo Satoru ordered every dessert on the menu, along with a Cappuccino.
"What would you like to drink?"
"I'll just have orange juice. I don't like coffee. Also, do you think you can finish all those desserts?"
"Sure. No problem. That'll be everything, thank you!"
As the waitress watched in astonishment, he checked off every dessert and handed the menu back.
"Certainly! Please wait a moment!"
The waitress seemed unusually excited as she took the menu, probably because Gojo Satoru had ordered so much.
"Meow~"
He was just about to get up and bring over a cat when he heard a meow from beneath his feet.
Looking down, Gojo Satoru exclaimed,
"Nyanko-sensei!"
A plump cat that looked just like a calico beckoning cat was sitting there.
Wasn't this Nyanko-sensei, Lord Madara, from Natsume's Book of Friends?
Seeing a cat that looked exactly like the one he remembered, Gojo Satoru excitedly picked it up and set it on the table.
The cat didn't resist, letting Gojo Satoru pet it. It was clearly been professionally trained.
"Is something wrong with your head?"
Kamuro Masumi didn't know what else to say. Who called a cat "sensei"?
"Of course not! This name has a special meaning!"
As he spoke, he took off the blindfold covering his face and put it on Nyanko-sensei.
"Ta-da! Gojo-kun, Cat Edition, has arrived!"
He held the blindfolded Nyanko-sensei up in front of Kamuro Masumi.
"Meow~"
Nyanko-sensei played along, too.
"Huh? Shinsuke, why aren't you saying anything?"
When she didn't respond, Gojo Satoru moved Nyanko-sensei aside and met Kamuro Masumi's eyes for the first time.
Kamuro Masumi was already stunned by Gojo Satoru with his blindfold off. But when their eyes met, she was even more shocked!
Without the blindfold to hold it up, his hair fell loose. Beneath the silver hair were bright blue eyes like a starry sky, and pale blue irises veiled in a misty haze. They seemed almost magical—once you met his gaze, you couldn't easily look away.
With his long, fluttering eyelashes and handsome, youthful face, he was the ultimate heartthrob, a peerless beauty!
Looking at the handsome guy before her, Kamuro Masumi felt like she was dreaming.
Why did someone with such an awful personality have to be so good-looking?!
He was more handsome than anyone she'd ever seen, and Kamuro Masumi didn't even need to look in a mirror to know her face must be bright red.
"What? Have you fallen for me?"
Gojo Satoru smiled faintly and teased Kamuro Masumi as she stared at him, dazed and blushing.
But Kamuro Masumi still hadn't come back to her senses. The contrast was just too overwhelming for her to process in a moment.
"Hey, hey! That's enough. If you keep staring at me like that, I'll get embarrassed, too!"
As he spoke, he waved a hand in front of Kamuro Masumi's eyes.
Coming to her senses, Kamuro Masumi quickly turned away, cheeks flushed, unable to speak.
After a long silence, Kamuro Masumi finally worked up the courage to ask,
"Why do you wear a blindfold? You're so handsome!"
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