𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊

Ch. 6

   𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞. He laughed as quietly as he possibly could each time a maid would come up to them and address the white haired male as "Master Satoru".

   Every time they approached, they would ask if the two would like anything. Despite the raven haired male being "severely" dehydrated, Gojo selfishly waved them off every time as revenge for his friend making fun of his clan status.

   Satoru secretly shooed them away just to save his head from the pounding migraine he felt. Every single pump of blood to his brain was debilitating. He so badly wanted to call off their side mission and go back to the safety of the school.

   "You live a lavish life, I never want to hear the words "Im Broke" come from you, again. Because this being your version of broke, makes me feel like I'm stuck in poverty." Satoru chuckled lightly at his friends comment, giving him a silent tour of the place. They exchanged silent whispers amongst themselves when occasionally passing suspicious places in search of the needed hallway.

   Satoru, being the not present person he was, was unconsciously walking through his house the last time he visited. And unfortunately, could not recall the way he went. But, Suguru promised he would do his best at sending out multiple cursed spirits to find the room, just as long as Satoru had been truthful about everything.

   They approached his room finally, but before entering Satoru turned around to look at the unoccupied room opposite his. "Is that it? The room for the little girl?" Suguru quietly asked while pointing. Satoru nodded, and they both tip toed over to it, watching their peripherals for anyone.

   "Master Satoru! Hey again, how's it going?" They both slowly turned around to see the same maid Satoru had seen exiting the room last time.

"Hey!" He weakly said, "This is my best friend Geto Suguru, he's just coming to visit, I was showing him the place." He awkwardly detailed. To which his friend suddenly cleared his throat, as if on cue.

   "Hey, nice to meet you. You're about the 46th maid I've met today and I probably won't remember meeting you. But, how's it going?" He smiled down at her, making a pink tint apparent on her cheeks.

   "Yeah, there really is a lot of us here. I do apologize for that. Can I get you anything to make you more comfortable?"

   Geto eyed the key ring laying in the bucket she held in her left hand. "Yeah, maybe a tea?" He responded quickly without second thought. She obediently nodded and sat her bucket down before turning to leave.

   His deep purple eyes watched her intently as she left. Once he was sure she left, he leaned down stiffly and snatched the keys from the bucket by the ring. He stood straight again and turned on his heels, returning to the door.

   "Holy shit, good thinking. I'll go in, and you keep watch and flirt, okay? She's lonely obviously." The Gojo nonchalantly recommended, earning an eye roll from his best friend.

   He carefully grabbed the ring of keys from Geto's finger and unlocked the door. Satoru looked back at his friend and flashed a small smile before quietly slipping in. Suguru scoffed silently to himself, after hearing the knob turn back into place as he turned to lean against the wall, awaiting his tea.

   In the room, Satoru was met with a sudden spell of light-headedness. His hand reached out to the nearest stable object and grasped tightly onto the hall shelf hold his weight. He used it as a moment to ground himself and momentarily ease his dizziness.