Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"It's quite rare that you actually bother to persuade a little devil." Fuheishier was lying on the sofa, his body stretched out, his beautiful muscles looming under his shirt. He rested his head with one hand and held the remote control in the other. Change the channel.

"It's quite troublesome, that person." Atobe Keizawa said: "If we are not careful, our relaxed and happy daily life may be shattered in advance."

After all, it's that super rare spell manipulation technique. If we really go to war, everyone will be dragged into trouble.

"Isn't it enough to just kill him?" Fuheishier's attitude was casual.

"Before he does something irreversible, Gojo Satoru will not let go of killing him." Atobe Keizawa put Fushiguro Megumi on his father's belly, and the child rolled onto his chest.

"Besides, isn't this thanks to you?" Atobe Kagezawa teased: "Gojou Satoru who has awakened the inversion technique and Kui can no longer be solved by our little calculation."

"...Tsk." Fuhei Shi'er snorted: "Just point out that Xia Youjie's time bomb won't explode."

"Even if it can explode, it must be Gojo Satoru who defuses the bomb." Keizawa Atobe reminded him: "Don't really take the job of assassinating Xia Youjie just for the sake of a high salary."

Killing him is a small matter, but dealing with the aftermath is a big deal.

"I listen to you, I listen to you." Fuheishier turned over and hugged his son as a pillow and began to fall asleep.

Atobe Keizawa looked at him steadily for a while, and only after confirming that he would not take on such a no-return job just to build up some self-esteem, he withdrew his gaze.

The relieved young man walked to the kitchen. The aunt who took care of Huihui was fired by them, and the person who worked was also vacant. Atobe Keizawa stood at the door of the kitchen and paused.

He turned back to the sofa, gently picked up the child who was still packing the pillow and put him into the room. He turned back and punched Fuheisher in the stomach.

"Fuck!"

Fuheishier held his stomach and jumped up, his face full of disbelief: "Are you fucking sick??"

"Shi'er-kun, could it be that you left those bowls on the kitchen stove just for me to show me that such a big kid like Shi'er can finally eat all the food in the bowls?" Atobe Kageze The skin smiles but the flesh does not smile.

"……of course not."

"Then I thought those greasy bowls were gifts from Mr. Shi'er."

"...Of course not." Fuheishier gave up.

"Then why don't you go wash it? Are you going to tuck you into bed?" Atobe Kageze stopped sneering.

"..."

Even Tian and Tyrant had to wash the dishes in despair. Atobe Kagezawa laughed angrily at him, but even when they were at their lowest, Fushiki Shir might not have even washed the dishes. When he thought of this, the blond The young man convinced himself again.

The daily life of the Atobe family is usually extremely stable and comfortable. It was only at this time that Fushiheiji and Atobe Kagezawa truly realized that with their abilities, no one in the world could prevent them from achieving freedom.

…Except Fushiguro Megumi’s kindergarten teacher.

"Remember to listen carefully to what the teacher says and be patient." Atobe Keizawa watched Fushiguro Shiji leading Fushiguro Megumi out. Fushiguro Megumi asked for leave three times throughout the year, which finally aroused the teacher's dissatisfaction.

It may be late to ask parents, but they will never be absent.

Fuheishier casually wore a T-shirt, a pair of black casual pants, and a pair of sandals. He was dressed like a second-rate man. The three people present couldn't notice anything wrong.

He put his fingers in his ears and picked out, and Atobe Keizawa's words went in one ear and out the other. The little child thought that his father was finally working hard to send him to school today, and he was so happy right now.

...I always feel something is wrong.

But Atobe Keizawa couldn't tell what was wrong, so he had no choice but to let the father and son go to school.

……

……

…So you’ve already gone to school, why does the teacher still come to visit your home? Atobe Keizawa looked at the big one and the small one on the sofa in confusion.

Four-year-old Megumi Fushiguro had a serious face and straight back: "The teacher said that my father is incompetent!"

"Aze, what is incompetence?" he asked again.

Atobe Keizawa:......

"Let me ask, what shocking thing did you do today?" Atobe Keizawa spoke with a trace of politeness in his tone.

"...Huh?" A question mark appeared above Fushiheji's head. He was even more confused than Atobe Keizawa. What did he do? Don't you just go there normally, listen to the teacher normally, and then go back normally?

"Then what did the teacher say?"

"Said this kid took too much leave." Fuheishier answered quickly this time.

"anything else?"

"?"

Then you don’t have to ask parents for a home visit?

The blond boy was puzzled and finally waited for the day when the teacher came to visit his home. The three people who had tidied the house in advance had dinner and waited for the teacher's arrival.

"Excuse me, who are you?" The young female teacher looked at Atobe Keizawa.

"Hello, teacher, I am Fushiguro Megumi's uncle." Atobe Kagezawa smiled broadly.

"Uncle?" The teacher looked Atobe Kagezawa up and down. In fact, he didn't look like a member of the Fushiguro family with his golden hair.

"Yes, he is a relative from Hui Hui's mother's side. I came to Tokyo to study, so I stayed here."

With her polite smile and wording, the teacher really couldn't find any problem, so she turned the topic to the students: "Since you are also Fushiguro Megumi's parent, then I will tell you directly."

Atobe Keizawa immediately sat upright.

"Xiao Hui's father took Xiao Hui over the wall of the school and was seen by the security guard!"

"He doesn't even know where his son's class is!"

"Take Xiaohui to the senior class in the building opposite!"

"It was only after the teacher discovered it that I sent him back!"

Atobe Keizawa brought tea to the teacher at the right time.

"Forget it, how can you do something as dangerous as climbing over a wall with a child? What if the child doesn't learn well?" the teacher said earnestly. She didn't even understand why this man could climb over such a high wall as if nothing had happened.

Obviously the school has a gate!

Atobe Keizawa:......

"And how many classes has Xiaohui come to this semester? How many classes has she attended? If you don't learn well at such a young age, how can you do well when you grow up?"

"...Yes, yes, yes, it's our fault."

"I'm not telling you directly. Where is Fushiguro Megumi's mother? Doesn't she care?"

"Mom is divorced. We will definitely raise our children well." Atobe Keizawa promised again and again and filled the teacher with tea.

On the sofa next to them, Fushiguro Megumi and Fushiguro Shiji had the same sleepy faces. The little guy's head was about to fall off. Fushiguro Shijiro stretched out his palm and accurately caught his son's head. .

The blond boy's face froze with laughter as the teacher's spitballs flew all over the sky. Finally, he heard the teacher say: "Have you really thought about taking good care of your children?"

……

Later, they sent away the aggrieved teacher. Atobe Keizawa was sweating and full of exhaustion.

Fuheishier stood at the door, watching the teacher walk away step by step.

He said: "You took good care of that kid."

"Huh?" Atobe Keizawa looked at him confused.

His big warm hands rubbed Atobe Kagezawa's blond hair, with gentle movements that made the young man too lazy to resist.

Fuheishi'er continued: "Tomorrow, let's change Xiaohui's school."