After Falling in Love with Inumaki at First Sight

[Trying to post two new upcoming stories: “But He Really Is So Handsome (Jujutsu Kaisen),” a Gojo Satoru special! Please add it to your favorites! I fell in love with a guy at first sight. More precisely, I fell in love with his voice at first “hearing.” Even though he wore a strange uniform and everything he said was the name of some weird rice-ball filling, it didn’t matter. A nice voice was all I needed. Besides, I only know a little bit of patchy Japanese, so it seems we’re a match made in heaven! After I got together with Inumaki, I suddenly wanted to try out one of those boyfriend-flirting tutorials I’d seen online. Me: “Inumaki, Inumaki, look at me. I’m going to do a magic trick for you.” I quickly bought a lighter at the store, then copied the moves from the video. While his attention was distracted, I tugged down his collar and kissed his Adam’s apple. What was that supposed to feel like? I didn’t notice anything different. Those online tutorials are all lies. Just as I was about to leave, the Adam’s apple beneath my lips bobbed. A pair of arms wrapped around my waist with irresistible force, and before I knew it, I was pulled tightly into an embrace. I was doomed. That was the last thought I had while my mind was still clear. Never flirt with your boyfriend on a whim, especially if he’s the boyfriend you live with. And if he’s a cursed speech user, you definitely shouldn’t flirt with him! Just as my legs were going weak and my waist was aching, and I was trying to sneak away “Don’t move.” Inumaki chuckled softly, but the words he said were impossible to ignore. “Kiss me.” QAQ I really can’t take it anymore. I’ll never do it again. Please let me go, my little inner self was shedding huge, noodle-like tears, but my body obeyed his cursed speech and slowly leaned toward him. If we keep going, someone’s really going to die! Reader’s Guide: 1. The timeline is a complete mishmash, the plot has been heavily altered, and any OOC issues or anything else are on me. If you don’t like it, feel free to drop it without telling me. 2. The main story is in first person. The heroine has a golden finger, but at heart this is a fluffy, brainless romance. 3. This story was started on a whim. Any problems are the author’s responsibility. Coming soon: “But He Really Is So Handsome” There was once a question that got really popular: Which would you choose, three million or your favorite character? I chose my favorite without even thinking. The question made it sound as if you’d really get either three million or your favorite after choosing. Who would have guessed that a question like this could actually make someone transmigrate! When I was barely conscious, I seemed to hear a voice telling me that there was no three million, but I could still save my favorite myself. As my memories gradually returned, I saw a ridiculously handsome guy standing in front of me. Look at that white hair, those blue eyes, those unbelievably long legs. How can he be this good-looking? Before I could finish admiring him, the handsome guy smiled and said softly, “Since you’re awake, we can have a proper talk about how you got yourself into this state, my dear fiancée. What do you say?” Wha You’re very handsome, but calling me your fiancée is going way too far! Gojo Satoru was born with the Six Eyes and had a huge bounty put on his head. To protect him, the Gojo family let him live only within the family estate. Worried that he’d get bored, they found him a bunch of companions around his age to choose from. They would keep him company, and the two of them could grow close as children, then naturally marry and have children when they were older. Gojo Satoru looked at the girls the family had chosen with a sneer. Then he felt a gaze behind him that held a completely different meaning, and turned around: A little girl about his age, with her hair in twin tails and dressed in adorable pink, was staring at him without blinking. Gojo Satoru didn’t sense the self-interest he saw in the others, who were so young yet already scheming to serve their family. All he saw in her eyes was admiration. Admiration for his looks. He raised an eyebrow and was about to tell his attendant his choice when the little girl smiled sweetly at him. She took a slice of tiger-skin cake from her little bag, held it out, and came running toward him in her little leather shoes, tap-tap-tapping. “You’re so pretty! I’ll share my cake with you. Can we be friends?” She was the one who approached him first. He never expected that this girl who looked so sweet would go back to her hometown and forget all about him. It wasn’t until Gojo Satoru started attending Jujutsu High and met her again that she shyly held her phone and asked him, “You’re so handsome. Could I go out with you?” Gojo Satoru watched her quietly. After a moment of silence, he thought that since she’d come to him first this time too, he would never let her go again. He’d already given her a chance. After everything was settled, Gojo Satoru decided to settle some old scores with Shen Yang. He listed Shen Yang’s offenses one by one. “When you left at seven, you said you’d write to me. But all these years have passed, and I haven’t received a single letter. You even forgot about me. Don’t think I don’t know you only asked me out when we met again because I was so handsome.” Gojo Satoru’s tone was terribly mean, and so were his actions. Yet he kissed away the tears at Shen Yang’s eyes with tender, almost pitying care. “Tell me, then. How should we settle this, baby?” Shen Yang trembled, unable to speak. Gojo Satoru watched her in satisfaction and smiled. “Then I’ll decide.” He bent down and whispered beside Shen Yang’s ear like a lover murmuring sweet nothings. “Ten years, plus ten more times. I’ll choose the place and the way.” He smiled again. “All you have to do is enjoy yourself, baby.” Thesis: Accept the realities you cannot change, and keep living with passion.