Sure enough, Gojo Satoru was so relieved that his one and only—Geto Suguru, his best friend did the right thing and didn't wipe out an entire village but ended up adopting mimiko and nanako in the end.

Gojo was extremely grateful as he loved Geto the way he was, he'd even spoil him with gifts and souviners aka treats or sweets for short. This had been going on for almost everyday and it became almost a normal routine for the both of them. As years would pass by they both had these fluttery feelings for each other but Gojo? He already had it in the first place he's just good at sealing it.

One afternoon, Geto was looking over Gojo's students train in the field while the two were satted down on a nearby bench under a shady tree.

"I'm bored of this relationship.." He murmured in a sing sang tone, his head leaning back the bench with arms behind it. "I'll marry you someday your perfect for me, I wish I could but I don't think you feel the same" He stated out so straightforward it was almost as if he was joking or not, he leaned in and had his cheeks rest on his palms with his gaze looking at you with a sly pout.