Personality is probably to see a cute one [Comprehensive]

【This is the Lord's father...】

[What should I call it better? 】

【Yuzhen's father is really young, even though he is dumb. 】

Whether it is "young" or "dumb", like an invisible sharp arrow, "歘歘" shot through Sai Mu Kusuo's heart.

【This is Yuzhen's father? 】

Another heartbeat sounded, and Saiki Kusuo subconsciously looked outside the sliding glass door of the living room on the first floor.

There was a three-colored cat standing in the corridor, sizing up Kusuo Saiki who was sitting on the sofa in the living room with those sharp cat eyes that seemed to see through everything.

"Mr. Natsume." Yamabuki Kunihiro stepped forward and opened the door, inviting the cat into the house.

"Uncle Natsume." Natsume Takashi immediately ran over with a smile on his face and picked up the cat.

Not long after being taught by Yuma to learn Onmyoji and learned to use "breath" to distinguish monsters, Natsume Takashi knew the truth that this three-colored cat was his guardian Natsume Soseki.

Natsume Soseki had no reason to keep it a secret, and immediately admitted it.

Anyway, cats are always capricious. Even if it is known that the cat is an adult, Natsume Soseki will still be hugged and stroked by acquaintances with peace of mind.

It's human nature to suck cats after all [cross out

Youzhen was making tea in the kitchen, and it was already brewed and brought out.

"Mr. Natsume, you are here." The boy put down his teacup, subconsciously becoming intimate, "Do you want a cup of tea together?"

Then the cat jumped off Natsume Takashi's arms under the calm eyes of Saiki Kusuo, and turned into a gentleman holding a cane: "Of course, the tea made by Xiao Yuma, once you drink it, it's hard to refuse."

"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Natsume." After returning to the familiar environment, Yuma, who gradually calmed down with the aroma of tea while making tea, showed a happy and gentle smile after being praised, "This This is my biological father, Saiki Kusuo. Father, this is Natsume-san who has taken care of me a lot in this world, and my friend Natsume Takashi. These are the family and subordinates I have as a god judge. The sword was born The spirit of the sword is named Daojian Fusangshen, named after the body sword."

"It's the first time we've met. This is Honmaru's initial sword, Yamabagiri Kunihiro, who is the master's main servant sword in this world line. Saiki-sama, you can ask me to deal with anything you have."

"Hahaha, next is Sanri Yuezong, one of the five swords in the world. Although he is already an old grandfather, he is still reliable."

"Cut Guangzhong under the candlestick, please rest assured to leave the logistics work and safety to me."

"I... I am the five tigers retreating..."

When the white-haired Xiaozheng introduced himself timidly, several big white tigers appeared quietly from the gate, upstairs and other places, and looked at the pink-haired man on the sofa together.

Saiki Kusuo: ...

Saiki Kusuo remembered his son's words and remained silent.

"Mr. Saiki is this?" Natsume Soseki noticed something unusual from the silence.

"That, uncle, Uncle Saiki's voice..." Natsume Takashi quietly leaned into Natsume Soseki's ear to explain.

"Father's voice can't be used." Yuma sat directly next to Saiki Kusuo - just leaning on the armrest at the other end of the sofa, with a calm expression, a little awkward and self-defeating, "However, if you want to talk, you can Speak."

This can already be regarded as a rather disrespectful attitude when facing elders.

Anyone with eyes can see the gap between father and son.

Moreover, Yuma was just awkward, not repulsive or disgusted.

In other words, all the mirror-like guys present could see the boy's tendency to "get along normally" with his father.

However, why can the "voice cannot be used" still speak?

They quickly understood—after the pink-haired youth hesitated for a while, the voice of the young man who hadn't opened his mouth came directly into everyone's minds.

[I'm meeting for the first time, I'm Kusuo Saiki, a person with... superpowers, and I'm currently talking to you with the ability of telepathy. 】

"Because I'm in a different world, can I admit that I'm a superpower?" It seemed that the child who had entered the rebellious period was covered with thorns all over his body, and before his reason stopped him, sarcastic words poured out from between his lips and teeth.

Realizing his slip of the tongue, the young man pursed his lips, looked away in embarrassment under the somewhat surprised eyes of others, and then got up: "Forget it, you can chat casually, I will do my homework."

There is no homework, it's just that I don't know how to face such an abnormal self.

It should have calmed down by now...

The boy left the house the next moment.

As the master of this family, he shouldn't leave.

but……

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"What's wrong with you being so self-absorbed?"

Hearing from the surveillance personnel that someone appeared in the basement, Ayatsuji pedestrian opened the door and saw a room full of dolls and set items, the only blue long-haired boy curled up with a pillow on the princess bed and autistic.

"...Mr. Ayatsuji."

A muffled, aggrieved and bewildered voice came from under the pillow.

Ayatsuji Xingren, who smelled like tobacco, sighed and clicked his tongue, but he didn't dislike the trouble, and walked to the bed very honestly.

"Say, what's wrong."

"..." The boy sat up and hugged Ayatsuji pedestrian's waistline, "Smoking less."

Ayatsuji pedestrian: ...

Before Ayatsuji pedestrians got mad, Yuma sniffled: "I... father is here."

Sure enough, I still can't say an intimate title like "Dad".

Ayatsuji pedestrian narrowed his eyes. As a detective, he could easily deduce the inseparable truth from the boy who didn't hide anything.

"Your family is still there."

"Well, they're in another world."

If he didn't know the specialness of this child, Ayatsuji pedestrians would have felt that Saiki Yuma's words were saying that all his relatives had died.

"Come to this world to look for you?" Ayatsuji pedestrian raised his hand and wrapped the palm of the boy's head and rubbed it. "Your father is also a superpower?"

"Yes." Yuma rubbed the beautiful waistline in his arms again - the elasticity and heat of the skin under the clothes would make him feel extremely at ease, "Mr. Ayatsuji, will you listen to me?"

"Don't you even ask me if I'm busy?" Ayatsuji Xingren chuckled, "Tell me."

You should be the first person that the other party thinks of, who you want to talk to and rely on, and who can help you make up your mind.

This recognition made Ayatsuji pedestrian feel a little better.

He has always been more indulgent and patient with Qi Mu Youzhen like this.

Who wouldn't like a good boy who is well-behaved and obedient.

——Then he heard a fantasy story far beyond imagination, where even the surreal vocabulary of "world consciousness" appeared.

Ayatsuji pedestrian: ...

Why does he, a detective who is looking for the truth in the logic of reality, know the truth of the world that makes no sense at all.

"You all value each other and recognize the [family] relationship, isn't that enough?" Ayatsuji walker stroked his hair comfortably, and his voice sounded lazy, "After all, there is a time difference, and there is nothing wrong with each other. Follow the impossible constraints and let nature take its course, right?"

"But when I saw him... I was in a bad mood."

"What, do you want to act like a spoiled child to Dad?" Yan Tsuji pedestrian bent his lips, slid his hand from the top of the boy's head to his chin, lifted the boy's frustrated handsome face, and leaned slightly, "In family relations, Parents are the rulers of the child, so the child can be in the lower position with peace of mind, and be protected to act like a baby—but will you accept someone who is in the upper position to dominate, Yuma?"

The boy's eyes flickered.

Yes, it's not just a matter of time difference.

The father means majesty and support in the child's growth process.But Yu really didn't have such a concept, and naturally he didn't have an attitude of respect, fear, admiration and dependence.

Even the director of the orphanage is just a "senior" to him.

What really makes Yuma feel like "father" or even "mother" is actually only the consciousness of this world in the end.

Only it fulfills the duties of a parent, teaching and accompanying him to grow up; at the same time, it also planted the majesty of a parent, because for Yuma, the only thing stronger than him in this world seems to be the world consciousness.

The helpless emotions caused by being calculated in the time gap can also be called a kind of "dominance".

This is also the most important reason why he didn't really complain in his heart about the kidnapping of children by the world's consciousness - he couldn't get angry at his parents.

He was never an emotional person.

It is precisely because he is too rational that he realizes so clearly that he has been forced into a dead end that he cannot get out of by himself.

So, he is here now.

"So, what should I do?"

The boy raised his head and asked blankly.

"There is a saying that family members are like friends, and the relationship between father and son is different from that between father and daughter. It is normal for sons and fathers to get along like friends when they grow up." Knowledge, "The age gap and strength gap between you and your father don't seem to be that big. There is no dominance relationship between each other. They are completely independent and powerful individuals. Why don't you try to cut in from a relationship similar to a friend."

Why don't you simply give up the normal father-son relationship...

Although I am not reconciled that I have not experienced the joys, sorrows, joys and sense of security that ordinary children get from their parents when they grow up, but at present, it seems that those things that have been lost are not suitable for forcing.

After making up my mind to let go of something, those overwhelming strange emotions subsided instantly like a tide.

He was never one of indecisiveness and lack of action.

The boy rubbed his small face on Ayatsuji's waistline again to take advantage of bringing the handsome little brother to his lips.

Suck.

just perfect!

"Thank you, Mr. Ayatsuji." Yuuma let go of her hand, her eyes brightened, "Then I'll go back first?"

"Go, go." Ayatsuji Pedestrian, who could tell at a glance that this sticky man was deliberately taking advantage of him just now, sneered, raised his hand to pinch the other's beautiful face, and rubbed his face unceremoniously.

Isn't it clear at a glance whose skin texture feels better and more elastic.

"Uuuuuu-"

Ayatsuji pedestrian, who was never at a disadvantage, waved his hand with peace of mind, turned around and left the basement happily.

You Xiaozhen happily teleported home with her ravaged little face and messed-up hair.

Probably because he didn't pay attention when he was rubbing against him just now, the kimono on the boy's body is not as neat as when he left, the neckline is slightly open, and the cheeks and the corners of the eyes are slightly red.

The young man exuded a sense of contentment and relaxation, and even the smile on the corner of his lips had a somewhat seductive and ambiguous meaning.His voice was hoarse, his eyes were lazily squinted, and he raised his hand to greet everyone in the living room: "Hey, I'm back."

Saiki Kusuo: ...! ! !

The author has something to say: Qi Shen who was so shocked that he lost his ability to think: ...

The innocent You Xiaozhen, who seems to have just found a little goblin to have a good time:? ? ?

you weird adults

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Lili: I'm sorry, but I'm that adult who thinks strangely [whispers]

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