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6: that star is mine

6: that star is mine

That one afternoon during a weekend had Naoya contemplating hard about something.

Glancing at his hand with a sharp gaze, he wondered why he could still feel that rat's touch on his skin. Naoya stretched his fingers, wondering if that lingering warmth would disappear soon.

It should have disgusted him. A weak trash like that dared to hold his hand? If it was any other day, Naoya would not have hesitated to beat the other up. Nonetheless, during that particular day, Naoya's anger seemed... nonexistent.

As if he didn't mind being touched by Shusei.

Although he did forcefully kissed that guy, it was on the basis that Naoya made the first move, not the other.

Dismay marred his features.

Why the fuck was he thinking about that trash in the first place?!

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"Aniue, I want this!"

This dessert shop was popular for making unusual yet delicious sweets. They were a bit pricey, and any other teenager would have had to save an entire moneth's worth of allowance just to buy the cheapest sweet.

But for one Gojo Satoru, money wasn't a problem.

The problem was how he could pull out all his savings in one go just to satisfy his brother's sweet tooth.

He himself loved sweets but Shusei appeared as if sweets were his oxygen. It truly baffled Satoru the first time he discovered he much of a sweets lover his brother was.

"How many would you like?"

"Just one!"

Shusei beamed, acting his age.

Although he wasn't as handsome as Satoru, the other customers in the shop couldn't help but find this child adorable. Unlike the person he called aniue, the younger looking white haired teen had an aura that others liked very much.

He was a petite young man, barely reaching Satoru's shoulders. What made him stand out even more in this fast-paced society was the fact that he wore traditional clothes like a haori. In an instant, everyone developed a good feeling towards him.

If Shusei were to smile and ask them to rob a bank with him, they would blindly follow his orders.

"Okay, okay, just don't smile like that or else, your aniue would have to fight to keep his position." Satoru was not at all oblivious to the attention Shusei garnered. Instead of staying jealous, Satoru was both alarmed and proud.

Alarmed because he was afraid of someone snatching this little child he spoiled. He was not yet ready to see his brother being spoiled by someone else. Only he could pamper Shusei for the next few years!

Proud because the Gojo's genes were obviously that great. Shusei probably got his charisma from him, right?

If Shusei knew what was going on through his brother's head, he would have snorted and said, "It's obviously from mommy, not from you, aniue."

Unfortunately, Shusei would never know Satoru's thoughts.

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"... you want me to what?"

"My little junior is all alone, you see? And there's a chance that his mission would upgrade and there's no one to back him up. Can you please do your aniue a favor and accompany Nanamin?"