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Love
"Love conquers all."
It's what I used to read in classic novels or in some comic I borrowed from Suguru's room when we were starting our first year at Curse Technical School in Tokyo
I'd never experienced it before, what it meant to have someone you love so much that you'd want to die if they were taken from you.
Suguru was in my dreams, etched in my mind as a necessary and vital element. I wasn't aware of how much it would affect me, and I didn't give it any thought until I felt the danger that threatened to take him away.
So far away that I wouldn't see him again in my life.
It was in my third year.
Multiple complications had occurred that had ended up driving us apart to the point that Geto had considered dropping out of high school.
It was the night before I went on a mission, when he said it would be the last time he'd be at school.
I was terrified; I didn't want him to leave me.
My heart beat for him, and I had to hug him and cling to his body so he wouldn't leave on that aforementioned mission.
I asked him to consider it. I begged him like a child, and when he asked me for a reason why he shouldn't leave, I yelled it at him.
I shouted that I loved him and pushed him, hitting his chest.
I was shaking and my head was hurting, but it was the truth.
"I'm sorry, I don't know how, but I fell in love with you."
The silence consumed the last of my shame, and tears began to flow, wetting my red face as Suguru held me in his arms.
At first, he seemed puzzled, but he apologized for not being precise in clarifying his feelings because he didn't want to go through rejection, believing that I didn't see him as anything more than a friend.
"I won't leave, Satoru.
From now on,
I will never let you cry for me again, I promise.
I'll make you happy, every day.
I really love you, Satoru."
In the end, he decided to assign another sorcerer to the mission he had planned so we could dedicate ourselves to searching for Toji Fushiguro's son (due to a mission in which we were involved in his death), in order to keep that little boy in our custody so he wouldn't fall under the control of his paternal family.
Toji had sold his own son to those old men from the Zenin clan, and he actually asked me to prevent it, so I took responsibility, and together with my boyfriend Suguru, we arrived at his residence.
His son's name was Megumi.
He lived alone in Saitama Prefecture after his stepmother abandoned him following the death of his daughter.
Although it hadn't been long since that incident, he'd been in that hell for at least a month and a half, and the money he'd saved was running out.
He was serious and distrustful. At first, he didn't want to listen to us, and his serious expression didn't calm down until Suguru managed to prove that we were just like him. After all, Megumi was only five years old, and he believed we would hurt him. His black hair was a little long, and he was scared when we arrived at his house. He didn't seem to miss anyone or even think about his parents.
He said his stepsister was the only thing he longed for. He didn't care what happened to him either, but his will to live had kept him strong. Although if we had arrived a little later, we might not have been able to rescue him. His clothes were worn and his skin unkempt. He wanted to behave like an adult, but his tiredness was instantly evident when he fell asleep while we were driving him to Tokyo.
Although we asked him if he wanted to pick up something from home, he replied that he didn't have anything important. He only picked up one thing.
A cream-colored teddy bear with a blue ribbon tied around its neck.
"Tsumiki gave it to me and asked me to take care of it, so that's why I bring it with me, not because I like toys."
From the first day that little man won my heart. And with Megumi, I was able to mold my sweetness.
Suguru had a natural gift for getting along with children, so it was easier for him and he was able to communicate quickly with mini Fushiguro.
But I, on the other hand, had to work hard. Sometimes I didn't even feel capable of creating life because of my lack of caution with the little ones, but Megumi was very patient, he didn't give me a bad face, also because Suguru helped me. Megumi was no longer bothered by the presence of other students and sorcerers. He slept with us in the dorms on the Tokyo campus, although he already had a room in my Gojo clan residence.
He began to open up to us, and although Megumi didn't believe it, he was the one who helped me understand the children. He gave me the confidence I lacked to manage a family. For that, I was very grateful to him, and perhaps because of how I tried to show my affection, he ended up becoming very close to me.
The years flew by in the blink of an eye.
Suguru and I graduated as sorcerers.
(Shoko too)
And as a result, Megumi and I moved out of school to provide him with greater comfort.
The three of us settled into the estate I'd inherited to fulfill my responsibilities as head of my clan, and also to ensure my loved ones had the necessary protection. Although Suguru didn't need it completely, he's strong.
We're still the strongest.
And we had no reason to refuse, so we did things properly.
I married my boyfriend. He formally became part of my clan, and I also listed Megumi as my son. Our son.
We didn't usually call him that, but when we did, he responded affectionately, a smile forming on his face.
Megumi tends to be shy, and it can be mistaken for frivolity, but we all know he's a good boy.
And it wasn't until a few months ago, when he turned thirteen, that he told us he wanted to name us that, like his parents.
Not even with all the gifts or money in the world could I have made Megumi happier than Suguru and I felt at that moment.
After so much time had passed, I thought he wouldn't listen to that kind of request from him, but his eyes shone so brightly that I couldn't resist hugging him and showering him with kisses, even though it seemed excessive, but he was laughing.
My boy had changed so much; he had softened, maybe not as much as I had, but this progress gave me enough peace to know that I'm playing a good parent to him.
And the next step would be to tell him that...
Damn,
I still don't even know how to tell Suguru first.