Silver-haired and curly-haired ghost-fearing daily life

Xia You: "...One more thing, I want to hand over these two children to you, I will not have a stable life in the future."

Yinshi was stunned for a moment, looked at his serious eyes, and glanced at the twins again.

Nanako and Mimiko were just silent, holding Xia You's clothes tightly.

"... Let Nanako and Mimiko decide for themselves."

He said slowly.

He remembered the time when he was picked up by the teacher a long time ago.Quiet, peaceful, noisy, a little lonely and least lonely compared to the days of the private school afterwards.

Xia You was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head to meet the persistent gazes of the little girls, and said in silence for a moment, "...it will be very hard."

Mimiko and Nanako spoke for the first time after coming out of that hell.Low and hoarse, they said in unison: "...please don't leave."

"..."

Xia You showed a helpless and gentle smile, "...Okay."

morning.Life in Kabukicho has not yet begun, they have disappeared into the morning sun, and went to an unknown road.

Gojo Satoru leaned on the balcony, watched the gradually disappearing figures, and said softly: "...It was so sudden."

He seemed to be talking to himself: "...Obviously I am already this strong."

He tilted his head and asked, "Yinshi, do you think he can...forget it. That's Jie."

——Although I can’t agree with your choice, I have always believed in you.

Gojo Satoru stretched his waist, with a cool and handsome face all over his face: "Okay! I should go back to the high school too..."

Yinshi stood in front of him gloomyly: "What's the rush...you won't forget, right?"

Gojo Satoru blinked:?

Yinshi pointed to the door behind him: "Repair fee, as well as mental damage fee, breakfast fee, sleep disturbance fee..."

Gojo Satoru: "You're really picky, it's just a little money."

"This, point, money?"

He turned around and was about to go around, Yinshi subconsciously wanted to grab his collar - but failed.

"...Oh, I forgot to tell you, now my unlimited spell is activated almost 24 hours a day. That's it, bye~"

Yin Shi: "..."

Looking at the chaotic Wanshiwu, he decided to put aside repairing the door and put a sign saying "Xia Youjie, Wujo Wu and dogs are not allowed to enter" at the door.

Before this childish idea was put into action—Gojo Satoru seemed to have realized something, turned around and said: "...ah, I forgot before, I will bring a child to play with you in a few days."

Yin Shi: "... Huh?!"

Gojo Satoru turned a deaf ear and said to himself: "Hmm, I'm looking forward to what kind of child you will bring back with Gintoki. Ah Gintoki, you are behind."

Yin Shi: "... What are you talking about like a human trafficker? Also, please don't compare yourself in such a strange place!"

He drew out the wooden knife: "...hit, money."

He's so poor, not to mention that the two little girls ate his cake and strawberry milk... No, there's not enough sugar.

Gojo Satoru didn't feel guilty about ruining other people's lives early in the morning. He looked like a country bumpkin who was watching somewhere. He laughed in surprise and said, "Hey, you're so angry, are you chasing after your benefactor's Yoshiwara girl?"

Yin Shi: "..."

Feng Shui takes turns, and those who complain about others are destined to be complained about by others.

Probably because there is no longer the restraint of summer oil, Gojo Satoru's bad nature is almost unscrupulously displayed twice as much.

——Then you can only be more shameless than anyone else.

Yinshi squeezed his throat and said, "Yes, do you want to start a mess and end up giving up? I'll dress up as a woman and go to the high school some other day and cry Wutiaowuba〇ruthless—"

Wutiaowu: "..."

The smile disappeared, and he took a deep breath: "...I'll transfer the money to you now."

in the afternoon.

Yinshi was counting the money and was happy when the beeping phone kept ringing.

"Hello—Master's is closed right now—"

"Excuse me, is it the paper girl? I have already received your photo..."

"……what?"

He spent the whole afternoon struggling to deal with invitations from various taverns and even ladyboy shops.

"Gojo Satoru, that bastard..."

The author has something to say:

I touched Duan Sand Sculpture, good night

No one cares about the quarrel between two naive ghosts. I feel that these two people can argue for a day about whether a tomato is a vegetable or a fruit.

It's so strange, they are both silver-haired and sweet-toothed, why can't they get along... Oh, both of them are in debt, so it's okay