9. How I miss you old...
That photo album crashed against that big window
The crash of that object caused strong vibrations against that glass that would have woken anyone up, it even left a small crack
And all the photos, notes and memories of him just recently met son that contained said treasure, were scattered in that room...
Gojo was already in his luxurious hotel room
He was so full of anger, that he started taking it out on himself by throwing those fancy things against the walls
Only the glass of the glasses and other fragile things could be heard breaking against the floor and the wall
His sweets went flying, also the ice cream he had bought on the way to his room ended up all muddy on the floor
Even one or another piece of furniture like the armchair, the mattress and all the pillows ended up destroyed... could only see the fine feathers fall in that chaos
That man was a sea of fury
But before we continue with this outburst of anger and see what caused it... let's go back a few hours ago
Once Gojo left that shrine, he headed aimlessly through the ancient streets of Kyoto.
The place was beginning to be lonely and further below that complete darkness of the night
All the premises had already closed and only one or another passerby passed through those lonely streets
Gojo kept walking aimlessly as he thought about all the argument he had had with Utahime
"Why didn't she have the courage to tell me?" Why hide it from me for so long? ...—
"Utahime and her entire family are a bunch of fucking liars!"
"Yoshio is my son and I'll take him from her if I please!"
His mind was really in chaos, he simply believed that everything that was happening to him was not fair to him.
Gojo was so lost in those thoughts that he didn't realize where he was going, so much so that he went too far into an old residential area
"Yoshio is my son, right?" — He asked himself as he passed through a small playground.
That albino decided to stop there and sat down on a bench that was dimly lit by a lamp post.
The doubt began to eat him up inside and more when Umeko San told him that he also had the right to deny that little boy.
"How the hell am I going to deny my own blood?" If that brat is my spitting image! ...he has my eyes and he inherited my humor and even has a power similar to six eyes. There is no doubt, he is a descendant of mine! He is my son!" — His mood was the worst at the time.
"How can that woman say to deny it just like that?" Seriously, that family is crazy!— Gojo yelled.
For a moment he sighed and put that album aside to rest his elbows on his knees and bring his hands to his face.
Because of the too much cursed energy that man gave off... he attracted the smaller curses like moths to the light that were crushed by the overwhelming anger that came out of him
"What should i do?! He is my son and if I want I can take them from him tomorrow!... But if I do that, for them I would be the villain here... they would call me a heartless monster — he ran his hands through his hair
Gojo was in a big dilemma
He was between:
Take Yoshio away from Utahime and claim him as his own
He could officially name him as his SON and it was very obvious that, if he did that, he was going to be very cruel to Utahime, putting legal and economic obstacles so that he would never see him again if he wanted to...
It would take him very far or perhaps even abroad
He would change his last name and endless plans crossed his mind just to make Utahime and her family suffer.
OR
Also the idea that crossed his mind was to get away from that damned and crazy family...
Simply, as soon as he arrived... he could leave and act as if nothing had happened
But that plan was impossible, he already knew the truth and even Yoshio already knew that he was his father
"If I go... people will continue to think that Yoshio is a bastard and my son doesn't deserve to be called that," he said to himself in a low voice.
At that moment, he remembered how much fun he had that day with that little boy.
Buying him toys and sweets
Teaching him how to break curses
Even hearing him swear or call him Saturron or old pervert somehow made him happy...
Above all, spending time with him... Is that what being a father is?
Spending time with your children, pampering them from time to time, living together, laughing and crying together, right?
"Poor Yoshio..." he said in a low voice as he remembered his son crying...
It hurt him to see those beautiful blue eyes fill with tears and lose themselves in the darkness as Utahime took him away.
His anger turned to sadness and frustration at that moment
"I made Utahime cry again... and by the way I made my son cry... I must be a bad man after all..." he sighed
It really was strange to see Gojo Satoru suffer like that...
He had already suffered too much with Geto's death and with the loss of his other companions, students and allies...
But now he suffered for that life that he had spawned and that he barely knew of his existence... that was a pain and a confusion difficult to explain.
In addition, he also suffered because he did not want to hate that woman who was the love of his life for so long.
"What should I do?! Agh!" he said to himself very frustrated
Her head was spinning...so she had to breathe
And in his desperation to try to calm down, Gojo lightly hit his forehead with his fist.
As he did so, the only person who could make him reflect and come to his senses came to mind.
But that father figure would never return...
"Yaga! How would you scold me right now? What the hell would you say to me in a situation like this?...— He sighed heavily as he leaned his head back and leaned back, leaning both his back and arms on that bench.
"How I miss you old..." he said looking at how the moths flew around that light
Remembering that man brought uncertainty
What would Yaga say to him at this moment? Would he scold him for how he behaved with Utahime?
It was obvious that he would hit him on the head and say "discipline" and then lecture him on how wrong it was to take a child out without the permission of his mother or guardian.
I would also scold him for destroying that padoga...
"Yaga would pull my ears for everything that this day provokes..." he said to himself in a low voice with a very slight smile due to the memory of the punishments that "father" gave him in the past.
After reflecting and remembering with his eyes still in the starry sky
Gojo under his hand and felt that album
At that moment he remembered the words of Umeko San
"Sooner or later my heart knew something like this would happen and that's why for all these years I've prepared this...
Satoru, I want you to keep that album and reflect on what you think will be the best for your son, try not to cling to the past anymore..."
"Umeko san, what are you trying to tell me?" Gojo said taking that book
Being in that sanctuary I just flip through it quickly, but now I was afraid to open it and see its content
On the outside, that album had Yoshio's name accompanied by a decoration with drawings related to baseball and a green background.
Gojo sighed and when he looked like he was going to open it... he just slammed it shut.
"I better open it at the hotel..." He took that album in his hands and kept walking
It was already past midnight
The streets of modern Kyoto were less deserted
The sorcerer, before arriving directly at his luxurious hotel, decided to enter a convenience store open 24 hours a day.
Going from Anger to Frustration and from Frustration to Sadness… it left a big hole in his stomach and he wanted to fill it with sugar if possible.
He buy many chocolates, both in bars and in various presentations, buy a few liters of ice cream of various flavors
Donuts and everything that has sugar
If the curses didn't kill him, it was obvious that the sugar would kill him.
And before leaving there, he also bought a blue lollipop...
Approaching that refrigerator, he took that lollipop remembering his son
Gojo thought maybe Yoshio would like a lollipop after crying so much.
Or maybe blueberry was her favorite flavor or maybe it was her second favorite flavor or maybe...
At that moment Gojo realized something...
"I don't know anything about my son and that's really annoying..." he said frowning
He sighed and better decided to pay all that to get out of there and go to his room