I thought you didn't want me anymore!

"Satoru-kun just now was really weird."

Back in the dorm room, Amikura Mako flopped straight onto the bed.

She stared blankly at the ceiling.

Thinking back to how Gojo Satoru had been unusually quiet at the café earlier, she felt a bit puzzled.

"Was I?"

Hearing her say that, Gojo Satoru found it hard to believe—he thought he'd acted just like usual.

Was it women's intuition?

"You were!"

"Maybe. I didn't even notice myself."

But Amikura Mako didn't seem ready to let it go, pressing further.

"Did something bad happen after Yume-chan and I left?"

"Nothing happened."

His tone was even lower than before. As he finished speaking, he hugged Amikura Mako, who was still on the bed, and buried his face against her chest.

He said nothing was wrong, yet he acted like he had something on his mind, like a child who didn't know how to express himself.

Seeing him cling to her, Amikura Mako gently wrapped her arms around his head, slowly stroking his hair, and asked softly, "Are you throwing a tantrum?"

"Yeah."

"Can't you tell me about it?"

"I don't want to."

Finding him acting stubborn like a little kid, Amikura Mako had no choice but to give up.

A few minutes later, when he still showed no sign of getting up, she patted his back and reminded him, "Satoru-kun, you haven't showered yet. Don't fall asleep."

But Gojo Satoru didn't react, just kept holding her quietly.

After another few minutes, he finally moved, reversing their positions to pull her into his arms, and asked casually, "Xiao Mako really likes me, doesn't she?"

"I really, really do!"

Without a moment's hesitation, she gave her answer.

But he seemed unsatisfied with that, so he pressed on, "Can you be more specific?"

Unsure why he was suddenly asking this, Amikura Mako still replied in a gentle voice, "How should I put it?

I think I liked you from the very first day we met.

I love Satoru-kun whether he's pretending to be all grown-up as a kid, or throwing a childish tantrum like now.

Your looks, your personality, your abilities—everything about you is captivating.

Maybe over the next three years of high school, or even after we enter society, more and more girls will fall for you.

But I'll always believe I'm the one who likes you the most!

The most in the whole universe!"

Hearing that, Gojo Satoru finally broke into a smile and said happily, "Is that so?

Then I'm really lucky to have met Xiao Mako!"

'That's what I should be saying!'

She thought it, but didn't say it out loud.

Sensing the atmosphere had grown very intimate, Amikura Mako blushed and brought her lips close to Gojo Satoru's ear.

In a shy voice, she whispered, "Do you want to do it now?

I'm already ready down there.

The next two days are the weekend, so you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, he even blew a warm breath into it.

Provoked like this, Gojo Satoru also gave up on thinking. His left hand cradled the back of her head as he pressed his lips to hers, while his right hand roamed incessantly over her body.

Treated this way, Amikura Mako's face flushed even deeper, her body growing hot in response to his movements.

An hour later, He moved aside the hands that Amikura Mako had tightly wrapped around him in her sleep.

Getting out of bed, he changed into a fresh set of casual clothes.

I've calmed down a bit. Some things really should be said face-to-face.

Relying on the perception of the Six Eyes, he arrived at the door of Kamuro Masumi's dorm.

Good thing it's late now. If someone saw me coming alone to the girls' floor, I'd definitely be taken for a pervert, right?

Well, a good-looking pervert, at least!

Having been lying in bed lost in thought, Kamuro Masumi had accidentally dozed off and only just gotten up to take a shower.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang~!

Hearing the incessant knocking, Kamuro Masumi, fresh out of the shower, came to the entrance.

Who could it be at this hour?

But the moment she opened the door, she was pulled into an embrace, and her mouth was covered by a hand.

Just as she was about to struggle, she realized the visitor was Gojo Satoru.

Gojo didn't say a word. Once Kamuro Masumi recognized him, he removed his hand.

Then he gently closed the door before finally speaking.

"Ugh, the guilt is heavy. Sneaking onto the girls' floor alone—if I got caught, that'd be awkward.

Shinsuke, you've got to comfort my fragile little heart!"

Seeing him grinning and joking around, if not for the lingering soreness in her eyes, Kamuro Masumi would have thought nothing had happened today.

Noticing her silence, Gojo stopped smiling and spoke seriously instead.

"You've calmed down a bit, right? Now, let me explain, okay?"

Seeing him look at her so earnestly, Kamuro Masumi ultimately followed her heart.

She wanted to know the truth. She didn't want it to end like this! Blushing, she nodded.

Sitting down on the bed, Gojo Satoru began telling Kamuro Masumi everything that had happened since he met Xiao Mako at school.

After hearing the whole story, Kamuro Masumi felt like her brain wasn't working properly.

So I've been moping for nothing, and in Amikura's eyes, I'm actually the number one?!

Feeling like she'd been played, Kamuro Masumi blushed and demanded, "Then why didn't you say so from the start?!"

"Wasn't it you who never gave me a chance to speak today?"

Hearing his retort, Kamuro Masumi thought back.

He's right!

He'd been trying to say something, and I kept cutting him off, then I just left!

But the reversal came too fast, and Kamuro Masumi still found it hard to believe.

"I still don't buy it, unless you get Amikura to tell me herself!"

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru looked a bit troubled and explained awkwardly, "Xiao Mako should still be sleeping right now. She's a bit tired."

"How do you know that?! Did you two just do something?!"

Seeing her lean in close, Gojo turned his head away in embarrassment, scratching his cheek with his index finger.

She wasn't a three-year-old. Seeing his reaction and connecting it to what he'd just said, Kamuro Masumi understood immediately!

"You jerk!

You go do those things with another girl, then come running to me!"

"Don't say it like that—you're both my girlfriends, aren't you?"

Hearing such shameless words, Kamuro Masumi shot back angrily, "Who said I'm your girlfriend?"

Seeing her puffed-up cheeks, Gojo Satoru couldn't hold it in and laughed out loud.

"Ha ha ha~ Sorry, sorry, Shinsuke's just too cute, I didn't..."

Before he could finish, Kamuro Masumi had already hugged him, burying her head in his chest.

She didn't keep being angry, nor did she speak; all he could feel was her slight trembling and hear her quiet sobbing.

After a while, She lifted her head again to meet Gojo Satoru's gaze, the redness around her eyes, which had begun to fade, reappearing.

Looking at her tear-streaked face, he found himself momentarily speechless, but her aggrieved voice had already sounded.

"I—I thought you didn't want me anymore!"

Thump!

This time, it was Gojo Satoru's turn to take the initiative and hug her.

"Sorry, it's my fault. I didn't explain clearly."

But she didn't reply, just kept holding on.