Promoting Konoha's cup of wine at the Magic College

Today is a nice day, a cool sunny day, with gentle sunshine and a breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers.

Bathing in the sunshine is as comfortable as going to a hot spring in winter.

Fushiguro Megumi likes this kind of weather, warm and refreshing, like the beginning of every beautiful story.

On the way to school, the classmates around me were chattering non-stop, like little sparrows in groups.

"Look, I caught a caterpillar!"

"My mother made me a super delicious love bento today!"

"Yesterday's Salted Egg Superman was super handsome!"

"I like baby octopuses."

The children around me were talking in random directions, and they couldn't connect with each other's topics at all. They basically said whatever came to their mind, and they did whatever they wanted without any scruples, but they were still able to chat very enthusiastically.

The precocious Megumi Fushiguro couldn't relate to such childish topics, so she could only choose to remain silent and be a cool little guy of few words.

Gradually, the frequency of "pretty sister" appearing in the tender voices of those children gradually increased.

No matter how precocious, the current Fushiguro Megumi is just a kindergarten kid with the same strong curiosity. He looked up and found three young and beautiful girls walking towards them on the route they must take.

The soft sunlight shines on them, and even the time around them seems to become gentle and tender.

The gentle older sister in a miko uniform, the cool sister who is lazy and chic in a strange uniform, and the unforgettable kimono girl with a unique temperament like an unsheathed sword.

There is a unique and mysterious atmosphere surrounding them, easily distinguishing them from the surrounding crowd.

Today seems very unusual.

Like the beginning of a magical story.

Megumi Fushiguro, who was no longer a three- or four-year-old child, looked at them and suddenly had a vague premonition that his five-year ups and downs life was about to reach an extremely important node.

What supported Fushiguro Megumi's idea was that the man who was related to him by blood also suddenly appeared in front of him.

The sun rises from the west today?

To be honest, the last time Fushiguro Megumi saw the man who was his biological father was when he suddenly announced to Megumi that he was remarrying and joining the Fushiguro family.

From then on, he openly abandoned young Hui to his strange stepmother and sister, and only remitted a large amount of living expenses every month.

They maintained a strange and subtle connection through the living expenses, like the thin, transparent, swaying and dancing spider threads between the branches, as if they would disappear in the wind at any time, but they cared about each other extraordinarily stubbornly.

Fushiguro Megumi doesn't think she misses the man who is his biological father by blood.

Since he could remember, the time the father and son spent together was very limited. Shi'er was elusive most of the time. Even when they stayed together, he rarely communicated with Hui.

Hui didn't know what kind of work he did outside to support his family, but he could often be seen wandering among all kinds of women.

This makes Hui, who is young but already has basic three views, very disgusted.

Just by chance, Hui woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night and found Shi'er sitting on the window sill of his room, watching him silently.

At that time, Shi'er had a strong smell of alcohol, but Hui was not sure if he was drunk, because Shi'er looked very calm, and his green eyes looked like rusty moonlight in the dark night, and like two people in the wilderness. Light the dying firefly.

"Continue to sleep." Shi'er said calmly without comforting his young son who woke up from the nightmare.

Hui pulled up the quilt and closed her eyes, silently followed the instructions, and then fell into a deep sleep, having a good night's sleep until dawn.

This was the only tender memory that Fushiguro Megumi had with his father Shiji, but this memory gradually became blurred as he grew older, and in the end it was even more like a dream of his.

After not seeing him for such a long time, Hui once thought that he had forgotten Shi'er's appearance, but when Fushihei Shi'er appeared in front of Hui again, Hui recognized him immediately.

Fushiguro Megumi walked towards her father silently, raised her little face, and said with a serious expression on her face: "How do you know that I

Studying here? "

He had no doubt that his biological father had no idea where he was studying or what grade he was in.

Sure enough, the man with the scar at the corner of his mouth twitched his lips: "...I asked Tsumiki."

Fushiguro Megumi nodded. The stepmother in the family was actually indifferent to both him and his biological daughter Tsumiki. Only his sister Fushiguro Tsumiki would remember where his unrelated brother studied.

"Why are you here?" Fushiguro Megumi asked next.

The man who had changed his name from Chanyuan Shi'er to Fuhei Shi'er did not immediately answer his young son's questions.

The magician killer with keen senses narrowed his eyes slightly, and the beautiful girl in kimono in the distance was walking towards their direction.

Oops, Fushiki noticed that the girl's companion was wearing a high school uniform, and the girl's light and silent steps also showed that she was a master of individual skills.

Hey, he's a young conjurer from the Conjuration College.

It's really troublesome. He just randomly picked a time to pick up Hui, who had already shown excellent talent in spells, and go to the Zenyuan home to see how he could encounter such troublesome things.

As the sun set, the nunnery singer and the family member returned to the Magic High School with leisurely and lazy steps.

"Singer, did Ming Ming say when you would be back?"

"Probably around noon tomorrow, Ming Ming said she has already bought the ticket."

"Ah, speaking of..."

"Glass, Diva, didn't Hitomi go out with you? Where is she?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly appeared in front of him, which startled the singer. For a moment, his vision went dark.

A rather large DK stood in the middle of the road, looking around curiously, trying to find Hitomi with his omnipotent six eyes.

Of course this is impossible, Hitomi is not here, and the six eyes cannot conjure her out of thin air.

The singer was too lazy to talk nonsense to him: "Get out of the way!"

Seeing that he could not get any information from the singer, Gojo Satoru turned to Glass and tried to play the sympathy card: "Glass, are you willing to let your colleagues worry about the safety of your partners?"

"If it were you, I'd be willing to do it."

His ruthless contemporary, Glass, replied.

"Geko, I didn't expect you to be such a man!" Gojo Satoru's eyes widened in disbelief, "What's going on with you and Jie? Why are you targeting me like this! My body and mind are hurt!"

Faced with the heartbreaking and exaggerated performance of breaking off a chicken and a cat, Glass was indifferent: "Do you really want to know the whereabouts of Hitomi?"

"...Think." Maomao immediately behaved.

Glass raised his eyebrows: "I won't tell you."

"Hey! Glass!"

Kairi Nishi's words were sincere: "Gojo, believe me. I am different from Xia You. I really do it for your own good. There are some things you would be happier not knowing."

In case you know about it then and make a fuss, the college cannot withstand the tossing of cats, and Teacher Noctua may be so angry that he will have a heart attack when he comes back.

Gojo Maomao was alert: "You won't tell me, right? Huh, I'll call Hitomi myself!"

He had been paying attention to the social dynamics of Ieiri Glass and An Diva all afternoon, and had successfully found Hitomi Uchiha's newly registered social account and mobile phone number.

Gojo Satoru dialed Hitomi Uchiha's number, and while waiting for the phone to ring, Glass lit up his cigarette melancholy.

It seems that the high school students are going to have a lot of fun tonight.

"Hitomi, where are you?"

The call had just been put through, and Wutiao Maomao, who knew nothing about what he was about to face, asked cheerfully.

There was silence on the other side amid the slightly noisy phone noise.

After a while, a rich and hoarse male voice came from the phone over there.

"She went to take a shower."

???

!!!

Who is this man?

Why is Hitomi's cell phone in his hand?

what happened? ?