I'll retire when I'm done

Fu Heihui, four years old, is about a week away from participating in social learning activities independently from the control of the elders—that is, going to kindergarten—for the first time. I have made various psychological preparations in advance, and every worried person who came to ask if I would The gentle elder who would be afraid of going to kindergarten seriously said that there is no problem, it doesn't matter, and he will never embarrass his aunt.

It's just that after thousands of calculations, I never expected that the first big crisis that Fu Heihui had to face in her life was not because of herself, but because of her aunt.

As a cub in human society, after being carefully taught by the seniors of the Supernatural Secret Service Division during this period of time, Fu Heihui thinks that he has matured far beyond his own father and can start to take care of his aunt.

He was not naturally autistic and gloomy. After changing to a more relaxed atmosphere, he gradually began to get rid of the oppressive shadow when he just left the Zenyuan home, and began to show the lively and active that a child should have. After the scumbag daddy left, Fu Heihui finally had the free environment a normal human cub should have, and was able to grow up happily.

It can be said that Bai Hong has raised Fu Heihui for so long, and it is only now that he finally sees what kind of personality his nephew should be—the way the two get along has even changed for a time, and Fu Heihui just likes to try all kinds of new things Curious age, although he is a good child who can listen to adults, but when the child holds an empty bag of glucose and runs to ask the brothers and sisters of the secret service department what it is, it is inevitable that he will be indoctrinated by the distressed adults. Help take care of my aunt's thoughts.

The Major General is very strong, good-looking, and reliable. He is perfect as a boss, gentle as an elder, and belongs to someone else as a guardian, but he is just making do when it is his turn.

So the children understood that no matter how the two adults in the family behaved, they were actually unreliable in essence——

Because of the exaggeration of the seniors of the Secret Service Division, Fu Heihui once thought that Aunt Bai Hong was a living waste who had no idea what to eat in modern society without instant military food and functional drinks, but it turned out that she was just trying to keep herself alive. Concerned about the quality of life, the essence is a decathlon, but he is completely lazy to do it; Bai Hong, who has already reached a morbid level of emphasis on efficiency, chooses raw glucose purely because it is fast enough.

... So, probably, it should be... no problem, right?

Fu Heihui thought suspiciously after eating the delicious bento made by her aunt for a week without repeating it.

——You must know that these were made when her eyes were inconvenient.

Then the children began to feel at ease and continue to study with peace of mind.

Then he realized that it was too early to worry about it.

——It was supposed to be an ordinary and warm morning, and the greeting was the same as in the past. You only need to wait for the little girl Fu Heihui to get dressed and wash up and go downstairs, then you can enjoy a steaming breakfast as always, and then you can enjoy the hot breakfast in the study room The working aunt asks for a hug and a kiss on the forehead, and then the children can start today's day's learning tasks accompanied by their brothers and sisters from the special service department.

but why.

Why does this kind of guy appear in the family? !

The child stared at the sleepy "stranger" who was yawning and coming down the stairs, and expressionlessly tugged at the sleeve of Bai Hong who was busy in the kitchen and hadn't left yet.

"Auntie, who is this?"

"Huh?" Bai Hong tilted his head, the other shoulder suddenly sank, Wu Tiaowu's head hit her shoulder, and he said good morning in a daze, she and her nephew pointed The drowsy Gojo Satoru lay on his shoulders: "You mean this?"

"..."

Fu Heihui nodded with a heavy expression.

Bai Hong melted the butter in the pan little by little, and replied with the unique milky smell of the butter spreading in the kitchen: "If there is no accident, it should be your aunt's marriage partner in a year's time."

"...!?"

Fu Heihui's pupils quake.

So fast!

Obviously, the last time we met, I still looked unfamiliar! ?

"...But why!" He pointed at Gojo Satoru, with a look of incredulity on his face: "What's so good about this guy who seems to be even more unreliable than scum daddy!"

Gojo Satoru raised his head from Baihong's shoulder and clicked his tongue: "I seem to be compared with a very unpleasant guy just now..."

"Don't disturb the children talking," Bai Hong casually stuffed the hot milk into Gojo Wu's hand behind him: "Go sit over there and wait for the meal."

Wujo realized, and staggered towards the dining table. The 1.8-meter-long head almost knocked against the door frame, grinning and rubbing his forehead, and bent over to leave. He was still yawning when he sat down.

Fu Heihui stared at another unreliable underage all the way, and looked back at his aunt worriedly: "That kind of guy is not worthy of my aunt's entrustment for life at first sight! Even if it is fake and temporary, my aunt needs more Think about the future development—"

Although the intuition is that my aunt is most likely to cheat money and sex, and the person sitting over there is likely to be the victim...but what if!

"Eh? Is Xiaohui's focus here?" Bai Hong looked even more surprised than Fu Heihui: "Xiaohui was still crying last time and asked her aunt to hug her? It's not too long... you The speed at which the child grows is too frightening...so my Xiaohui is a genius?"

Fu Heihui's small face blushed immediately, and he stammered back: "Isn't it time to talk about me? Is aunt really okay? Didn't this guy forcefully threaten to get married before compromising?"

"Hui..." Bai Hong sighed, "What did those guys from the Secret Service Division teach you..."

General knowledge and common sense are fine, excluding precocious elements, why would a four-year-old child guess in that direction.

Fu Heihui blinked and answered her aunt's question: "A brief analysis of the game theory model?"

Bai Hong: "..."

The major general who has been a little lazy in the direction of educating children recently asked calmly: "Who is in charge of teaching you recently?"

Fu Heihui replied obediently: "Recently, my brother named Ango Sakaguchi came to give me a lecture."

Very good, this little gentleman named Ango Sakaguchi will work overtime for me later.

——Even if she hasn't had much contact with normal children and doesn't know what it's like to be an ordinary child, is the learning content of an ordinary four-year-old child going to be this kind of thing?

Bai Hong turned over the buttered toast in the frying pan, thoughtfully.

Ah, it’s better to remind the teacher of the tutoring class after a while. It’s too obvious to carry private goods and don’t just indoctrinate the heavy thoughts of adults to other people’s nephews. Isn’t the task of children mainly to play?

She put the last piece of toast on the plate, turned off the fire and left the kitchen.

"It's so slow."

A long guy lying on the dining table muttered, and took his share under Fu Heihui's dissatisfied gaze.

"I'm gonna start now."

To be honest, this is still a perfect breakfast - hot milk flavored with honey, toast just right, fried eggs soft and soft, and Gojo Satoru sits at the table, half a cup of sweet milk and a piece of toast After eating the stomach, the comfortable and substantial warmth gradually spread from the abdomen to the whole body gradually awakened the nerves that were still a little drowsy.He blinked his eyes and his eyes gradually cleared up, and finally realized what Bai Hong said just now slowly.

"...Did you agree just now?"

He rarely showed a blank expression, looking at Bai Hong who was slowly sipping black coffee.

Bai Hong answered quite naturally: "You said marriage? Ah, yes."

……

The feeling of suddenly being able to get what he wanted was unexpectedly unpleasant, Gojo Satoru stared at Bai Hong's overly calm expression, and couldn't help frowning.

The young man turned sideways, eyes full of unwillingness: "I'm talking about marriage."

Bai Hong replied: "It doesn't matter, it's part of the marriage."

……

Gojo Satoru blinked in a daze.

He wasn't expecting this reaction.

In other words, the [Bai Hong] he was expecting would not be this kind of reaction.

He looked at her, and the slender figure of the woman in front of him was light and slender, and Gojo Satoru tried to overlap with the childhood silhouette to find a similar silhouette, but was forced to stop this futile behavior because of his long-awaited memory.

Voice, appearance, temperament, behavior style, speech habits.

The appearance of this person reflected in his eyes suddenly became strange.

— It seems to have faded.

Gojo Satoru thought blankly.

The memory fragments left over from the twisted struggles of childhood suddenly faded a lot at this moment.

The one-way paranoia suddenly got the temperature of response, but the breath coming from the opposite side was not the one I expected, so I began to doubt my previous relationship.

The frequency of the habitual beating of the viscera under the ribs seemed to be stopped for an instant, and after beating again, everything in the past was kneaded into mud, separated by a hazy boundary, only everything in front of me, the only distinct There is only neuropathic pain at the moment when the fault is revealed.

It seemed that after she said this, she suddenly didn't like her that much.

... Are human feelings so changeable?

——It’s like growing up and suddenly getting something that I dreamed of when I was a child. Although I still feel happy about it, I feel that something is wrong... After all, the state of mind has already changed. It was not a certain person, but the feeling that had never been appeased at that time.

What would have happened if she had stayed.

What would have happened if she hadn't left herself back then.

... But there are no ifs in this world, and spells can almost penetrate the sky and reach the earth, except that history cannot be rewritten.

Six Eyes had a smooth life, but the setbacks he suffered were nothing more than the simplest separation in his life - he had experienced so many separations in his life, but the memory she left for him was so deep that he almost obsessed Just become a demon.

Gojo Wu touched his arm nervously. There was nothing left there, and his skin was fair and delicate. Under the protection of the infinite art, there could not be half an inch of scar there. He stared at Baihong, and after consciously looking away, Looking back on what he did in the past again, he found it quite ridiculous. With this person's overly indifferent expression, Gojo Satoru suddenly felt his back molars itching faintly again.

— After all, do I really like her that much?

After self-doubt, the indifference and dissatisfaction after the childish joy that has always lingered in the heart fades away.

...What, this attitude.

Do you really think I have to be with you?

Gojo Satoru stuffed the last piece of toast into his mouth, and suddenly thought of mischief again: "...Then what if I regret it now?"

"It's okay," Bai Hong said in a calm tone without distinguishing between emotions and anger. "The word 'marriage', in the final analysis, is to form an alliance through in-laws. If Satoru doesn't intend to use marriage as an ally and simply wants to be an ally, I have no problem."

"..."

Gojo Satoru pouted.

"I'm stuffed."

At this moment, the boy's moodiness in the rebellious period of youth is vividly displayed by him. Gojo Satoru casually pushed the empty plate in front of him and leaned back, and the center of gravity of the whole person fell backward. The chair raised its front legs in a dangerous triangle. In the state, he was shaken by Gojo Satoru. Compared with the cute and clingy person before, this person suddenly became alienated and self-centered, and he was quite difficult to get close to.

Fu Heihui, who was still drinking milk obediently, glanced at him unhappily, and was immediately nodded by her aunt.

"Hui, don't look at others, drink your own milk."

Then Bai Hong said to Wu Tiao Wu again: "Clean up when you're full, and I'll take you back to Gaozhuan."

Gojo Satoru lost the previous clinginess, and suddenly became unceremonious again: "Do you treat me like a child? I can go back by myself."

"The situation in Yokohama is special, and your conjuration specialist should have a rule that you can't use conjuration in front of ordinary people, right?"

Gojo Wujo stared at her coolly, and let out a no-brainer.

The child couldn't understand the strange development of these two people, and the atmosphere on the dining table was subtly stagnant. At this moment, the doorbell rang, and Fu Heihui jumped off the chair and ran to open the door. A thin, pale, strange young man in uniform stood at the door. With soft short black hair and slightly beautiful gentle eyebrows and eyes, the soft curvature on the side of the cheek is like the cute black lop-eared rabbit seen in the picture card before.

The young man showed a gentle smile to Fu Heihui, and asked in a low voice: "I am the temporary 'tutor' who is in charge of taking care of you today, is the major general at home?"

"—I'm here. Megumi, let him in."

A young and steady female voice came from the direction of the living room. The room was filled with the warm and sweet aroma of food. The young man changed his shoes briskly and walked in, bowing slightly to Bai Hong.

"excuse me."

This pale young man with a slightly sickly appearance smiled slightly and made a simple self-introduction:

"Today, Ango-kun Sakaguchi had some other work arrangements, so I came here temporarily, I think you don't mind? - Oh, yes, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Fyodor - "

The other party's eyes lightly swept across the room, at Gojo Satoru, who was sitting bored between his brows and eyes, showing a hint of impatience, and Bai Hong, whose expression was calm and unchanged, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"My full name is Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky—but if it were you, I hope it can be called more affectionately, so you can just call me Dostoyevsky .”