Zongman: Orochimaru raises a child, this child loves his father

Three years later.

The father and son who traveled around the world finally got tired of it after three years.

During these three years, they occasionally went home to stay for a month or two, but most of the time they were traveling around the world, seeing the scenery, eating delicious food, and experiencing the cultural characteristics of various places...

"Feng Qi, Feng Qi, why haven't you grown up yet?"

Six-year-old Ichigo was standing at the intersection and ran over when he saw Feng Qi.

However, after measuring his height, Ichigo became confused again.

When he was three years old, Feng Qi was as big as he is now. They would meet each other every year after that, and they would play together for a while, but Feng Qi always remained the same as he was at the beginning...

"Waiting for Ichigo to catch up!"

Feng Qi looked at Ichigo Kurosaki, who was a little taller than him, and raised his hand to pat the orange hair.

"Hey, hey, hey, stop joking like that. I'm not a three-year-old kid anymore. Are you sure you'll be okay?"

Ichigo Kurosaki looked at the laughing Feng Qi, some irritability emerging in his emotions, but his tone was full of helplessness.

Didn’t he say he would catch up with me when we first met? Why is this guy so cooperative?

But, I'm really worried...

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, Ichigo is not three years old, Ichigo is six years old now... Here, the gifts I brought for you this time, as well as for Yuuko and Xia Li..."

Feng Qi nodded repeatedly, and when Ichigo was about to get angry, he reached out and took the three gifts that Ulquiorra took out and put them in Ichigo Kurosaki's hands.

Since he has few friends, the only ones who can bring gifts at the moment are Ichigo and his two sisters.

"Um...thank you!"

Ichigo held three wrapped gift boxes, thanked them, and then bowed his head and fell silent.

He wanted to prepare a gift for Feng Qi before, but he felt that the several gifts he prepared were terrible and didn't seem like they would be liked...

"I'm going home to rest first, I'll come visit you on the weekend!"

Feng Qi raised his hand and patted his orange hair again, then turned around and ran back home in a good mood.

During these three years, although Orochimaru did not have a complete vacation, he only went to the laboratory of Kyonyaku on a few occasions. Most of the time he played with Feng Qi and practiced hard under Feng Qi's supervision.

He had enough fun, and Orochimaru's training had successfully crossed two stages in these three years. Now it was time to go back to the laboratory and indulge in his studies...

“See you this weekend...”

Ichigo Kurosaki held the gift, agreed on a meeting time, turned around, walked across the intersection and went home.

Feng Qi returned home, ate cut fruits, watched the news reports on TV, and waited for dinner.

Karakura Town is a really nice place, and there are Hollows coming to cause trouble, and they even destroyed two buildings in the battle...

A spiritual place where many special people gather.

The few remaining pure-blood Quincy families, many half-blood Quincy, the Masked Army that escaped to the human world a hundred years ago, the group of people who had achieved Fullbringing, and many high-level Shinigami who had settled here...

"Dad, sometimes I feel lucky that we are not weak."

After dinner, Feng Qi looked at Orochimaru washing dishes in the kitchen, and suddenly sighed while standing outside the door.

Even the strong may get into trouble, but that is only a duel between the strong, and the weak...

“So always keep working hard and pursue a stronger path.”

Orochimaru put the washed dishes aside, wiped his hands, came out, picked up Feng Qi and walked upstairs.

I am glad that I am not a weak person, and I am glad that I have the direction to become stronger, so I must work harder...