1. Tea room
"Your mother will be fine, I don't think she'll wake up late." Said an older woman with light hair who caressed her daughter's forehead...
If you looked closely, this woman looked a lot like Utahime when she was young.
Yoshio just sighed as he sat next to his grandmother.
"Come on, Yoshio, go offer our guest something to drink, while your grandfather "finishes getting ready" to talk to him.
ordered his grandmother with a cute smile
"I go! Yoshio said getting up and dragging his feet for that order
Utahime's mother sighed seeing her daughter like this... that saying that dictated
"A mother is never wrong"
It was coming true...
The heart of that kuchiyose miko knew that sooner or later something like this would happen, and she only asked the kamis of her temple that her daughter not be so foolish (more than normal) so that she would tell the truth to that man who finally I had found her after six years
Gojo was still waiting sitting on the edge of that corridor while admiring the old garden of that sanctuary
His mind was in complete chaos at that time since that child intrigued him.
"Utahime had a child? and why didn't she tell me?"
Why does that child's cursed energy feel so familiar?
Why did Utahime walk away from me six years ago? Why does that brat remind me of myself as a child?
The albino questioned himself with a hand on his chin... that caused him conflict because this was the first time in years that he had finally seen Utahime
"Hey! Old man!" The voice of a little boy brought him out of his thoughts
Gojo slightly moved his head to get out of that trance
"I'm not that old!" Actually, I'm younger than Utahime". answered Gojo looking at that Little boy
"If you're younger than my mom, why do you have hair like an old man?" Asked that little boy sitting next to him
"Because I am very powerful and the gods blessed me with this hair color." Gojo replied with a big smile
"Mmm, it still makes you look like an old pervert." Yoshio said in a mocking giggle
Gojo snorted a little at that, a child had never said something like that to him
"Here!I brought you a popsiclefor the heat... my grandfather won't be long in vacating his job so he can attend to you"
The little boy answered that little one offering him a blue ice cream popsicle
"Thank you, so kind." Gojo I take that sweet ice cream
"And how's your mother doing?" Gojo asked before taking a bite of the lollipop.
"Well, my grandmother says she'll wake up soon, although it's very rare that she's fainted." Yoshi commented before continuing to lick his lollipop.
"Surely she fainted from the astonishment of seeing such a handsome man like me again!" - Gojo answered flattering himself a little
"By the way, white-haired pervert… Are you my mom's friend? Or why do you know her name?" question that boy looking Gojo directly in the eyes
Gojo felt very strange, he felt as if he saw himself as a child in that little boy, even his bad attitude reminded him of him
That adult smiled a little, "Well, I've known your mom since we were really young...
"Are you an ex-boyfriend of my mom's?" question the little boy curiously that even made Gojo nervous.
"What? Hey! no... no... we were just "friends"... " co-workers " at the academy"
Gojo said sighing a little since, despite the years, these two could never establish a formal relationship and that somehow hurt the sorcerer
"I see..." Yoshi answered before finishing his icellipop.
"And by the way, what's your name, dwarf?" Gojo asked, somewhat curious.
"Yoshio Iori... but your old man can call me Yoshi." The boy replied with a smile.
"Why don't you leave me like this!" My name is Gojo Satoru! Gojo replied somewhat annoyed
"Yes, yes, whatever... Mojon Saturron" Yoshio smiled and answered without shame
Gojo snorted again at that, did all the adults he teased as a child feel like this?
"And by the way..." Gojo continued asking a little curious—If Utahime is your mother, who is your father?"
The boy shrugged. "I don't know... my mom says my father was a womanizing idiot who left us before I was born, so I don't know who my father is."
That little boy replied, moving his legs that were hanging where they were sitting.
That surprised Gojo
"I see..." Gojo didn't know what else to say.
All that was very strange for the albino, it was as if some pieces were fitting little by little
That silence was interrupted by Yoshio
"By the way... where did you come from?" It doesn't seem like you're from here in Kyoto" He asked swinging his legs, which Gojo also started to imitate.
"Well, actually I come from Tokyo.
"Really?! Great! - Yoshi said with emotion - I've always wanted to go to Tokyo to see the great tower there... but - the boy made a slight face - My mother says it's a very dangerous city"
Gojo smiled a little. "Your mother says that because she has always been very scared."
Yoshio laughed a little at that—"If he heard you say that, he would surely be too upset"
"I don't doubt it." Gojo said smiling.
At that time both were in a very similar position, Gojo had his hands resting on the wooden floor and was slightly leaning back while his long legs hung a little from that floor that separated the garden from the interior.
Even Yoshio was subconsciously mimicking that gesture.
They looked like two drops of water since those movements were so synchronized that even their heads tilted a little and at the same time
"By the way, how many..." Gojo was interrupted by a female voice
"Gojo...Yoshio..."
It was Utahime who appeared behind them, she had her arms crossed and a big frown on her lips to see her son talk to that man
"Mommy! — That boy got up immediately to hug her —How are you doing, Mommy? You are better? You scared me..." Said that little boy making puppy eyes
Utahime smiled a little and hugged him lightly.
Gojo also stood up carefully and looked at that cute scene, I even admired Utahime's face...she looked too beautiful...as beautiful as he remembered the last time he saw her in Tokyo six years ago
He felt his heart give a turn when he saw that scene... Why did he feel strange before those two? Why did she feel a hunch with that little guy?
"I'm already better my life... and YOU, GOJO!" She addressed Gojo changing from a caring attitude to a pure anger
"I'm also happy to see you again Utahime!" Gojo said with a big smile and raising his hands in peace
"My father says you can go in and talk to him, he's waiting for you in the tea room" She said he is with a big face looking at him with hatred
"Thanks Utahime, would you be so "kind" to guide me there? Please...I haven't been in this place for six years, I'm pretty sure I don't even remember the walk." Gojo said slightly approaching her with a big smile
But she rolled her eyes and crossed her arms again. "Has sugar already affected your brain, idiot?" she said annoyed.
"Mmm maybe and you? your bad mood seems like it hasn't disappeared even with the passing of the years... we-ak" she said smiling too much
Utahime filled her chest with air for that comment that annoyed her too much... if she was already annoyed with Gojo's presence now she was pissed off
Yoshio just looked at those two
He was a little curious about the behavior of those two adults, they behaved like two parents fighting for anything
"Ejemp" that little clearing his throat
Utahime looked at his son, he didn't want to argue with that man in front of him Just annoyed sigh "Okay... this way GOJO."
He contemptuously highlighted the name of that sorcerer as he turned around
Gojo looked at Yoshio and smiled slightly.
That little boy smiled back with a shrug.
Both males followed that miko, just a few steps behind her
Yoshio looked very curious at Gojo, who seemed very amused looking at Utahime's butt...
That boy noticed that, since Gojo's sunglasses reflected the back of his mother's hakama.
"Ejem..." Yoshio began to say in a low voice as he poked Gojo's side.
"Could you stop looking at my mom's butt?" And then you say you're not a white-haired pervert. That little boy crossed his arms and made a face.
Gojo was surprised because that boy caught him
"Of course I wasn't looking at your mother's ass!"
He lied, if he was seeing it, but it was surprising how observant that boy was.
"Of course you were watching him!" Pervert! That boy stuck out his tongue
Gojo first made a slight grimace and then smiled a little, "OK you caught me brat!"
At that moment Utahime stopped outside that tea room, whose doors were beautifully decorated shoji's
"Ready... we're here," Utahime said with his arms crossed.
For a moment, Utahime looked at how his son behaved with that adult while they both stuck out their tongues... that made his heart ache for not being able to tell the truth.
"Yoshio" Utahime called his son, who stopped making faces and ran to his side
"Let's go prepare the altar before we go home, okay?" — I take the little hand of her son smiling tenderly
At that moment Gojo approached her and grabbed her arm
"Utahime... He said this somewhat seriously
Utahime just took a deep breath, her heart wanted to jump out of her chest and she tried to look as serious as possible.
So she just watch it in silence
"Do you think later, I can talk to you in private?" ...— I look at Yoshio for a moment, who was holding his mother's hand tightly.
"I think there are some things we should talk about after six years of not seeing each other, don't you think so?— The albino smiled a little
Utahime let go of his grip
"I'm sorry Gojo, but I don't have anything to talk to you about," he said coldly. "Besides, I don't think you want to come in late to talk to my father, do you?" She said turning around.
And when Gojo was going to try to take her by the hand again, that little boy stopped him
"I don't think it's a good idea to come in late with Grandpa" Yoshio began to say quickly "he gets angry if you don't come in or arrive on time" he lowered his voice and pointed to that tea room
"Yoshio!" Utahime said to call his son's attention
"See you white-haired pervert" Yoshi said waving goodbye with his little hand
To later stick out his tongue and with his index finger under his lower eyelid in the form of mockery towards that adult while they both left there
Gojo sighed for everything that was happening
But yes... I didn't want to make Utahime's father angry
I take a deep breath and knock three times on the door frame.
"Go ahead!" Said that priest
Gojo opened the door very cheerfully
"I'm glad he's still alive despite his constant anger... Mamoru Iori!" That albino happily greeted
That old man with still jet-black hair and light gray hair, looked at him with a frown, from which a large wrinkle on his forehead was marked by seeing that man there
Utahime really had taken the character of his father
"Look who we have here... that moron Gojo Satoru."
He said before giving a leftover to his tea
And so those two men were going to start talking… that is until Gojo drove him out of his mind.