I'll retire when I'm done

The Yokohama undercurrent is surging.

Under the protection of the shadow, Fu Heihui knew nothing about the changes in the outside world.

This is the third day since Bai Hong disappeared, but there is still no disturbance in the big villa. The news that Bai Hong disappeared in the depths of the first building was brought back by Dostoevsky himself. The other two father and son lived in the house. He was indifferent to this.

The same goes for sick and pale Russians.

He handled her paperwork on behalf of Bai Hong as usual, quietly continued to implement his temporary tutoring arrangements for himself, and took time out every day to teach his "students". Fu Heihui is very cute and smart, although they say children have Extremely plastic, but human nature is not something that can be easily modified or even obliterated by others.

This child has a gentle and obedient appearance, but in his bones hides the same pure coldness and cruelty like a beast like his father.

During a daily teaching time, Fu Heihui suddenly asked:

"Does Teacher Tosi have someone he likes?"

"Yes." The man replied calmly. "However, for me, I can't describe it as simple as liking... It should be 'too important to find a replacement', which is more appropriate to describe my feeling."

The boy raised his head, his eyes clear.

"Then what should I do?"

He looked back at his childish writing, biting the barrel of the pen in distress, his voice almost sighed softly: "How can I make the other party notice that she is really important to me?"

Crying and acting like a baby is certainly useful, but for a child who can't wait to grow up, it is really the last thing you want to use.

Your lord is really a cunning creature, because you have made an agreement in advance, leaving room for yourself to make concessions, and it will appear that other requests have become extraordinarily unreasonable.

He asked vaguely, but Tosi understood from the boy's eyes what he wanted to ask.

There was a strange sense of joy in the man's eyes, and he spoke slowly, with a smile in his voice: "If it were me—" He deliberately elongated the ending sound, emphasizing the precondition of his suggestion: "...let her Lose all her support, let all her supporters betray her and leave her, and take this opportunity to re-emphasize my importance with her, so that she can't do without me."

"..."

Fu Heihui blinked, and coldly pointed out the dark thoughts of the adult in front of him.

"Teacher Tuosi said that because he couldn't do it himself."

"Oh, Mr. Fuhei is very smart." The man applauded a little, and made a look of regret: "But as you said, I can't do it, so I have nothing to do with her."

The sudden conversation finally came to nothing, Fu Heihui was as calm as if he had never asked about that matter, and Tuo Si also looked as usual, maintaining the same rhythm of life as before.

Come in every day to handle work, teach today's lesson, and then leave, it can be described as quite elusive.

Fuheshier never paid attention to him.

"Can you summon Shikigami?"

He stood there condescendingly, calling his son without any emotional ups and downs.

Compared with the speed of progress visible to the naked eye on Tosi's side, the boy's progress in learning spells from his father was obviously much slower.

Fu Heisher sat on his knees beside his son, flipping his slender fingers deftly, and what fell on the wall was the outline of a dog's head. Fu Heihui blinked and tried to distinguish the gesture of his father's fingers. The young fingers imitated clumsily, and in the end they were barely twisted together, but the shadow on the wall was only a strange mass.

Fu Heisher stared at the shadow on the wall and smacked his lips.

"I won't do it anymore." He said confidently, "Wait for your aunt to come back and teach you."

Why did he teach his little boy how to use spells when he was a man with no magic power?

"My aunt doesn't either." The boy retorted crisply.

"She doesn't have magic power and she's a monster." Fuheshier commented mercilessly, "It's true that she doesn't have magic power, but she can definitely figure out how this thing works."

Fu Heihui frowned, for a moment he didn't know whether to refute his father's definition of aunt's lack of warmth, or to agree with him on his unreasonable blind confidence in her aunt.

Adults are really hard to understand.

Finally, the boy said so.

"What a surprise."

At the father-son teaching scene again, Dostoevsky looked at the man's indifferent side face meaningfully, and showed a rather kind smile: "I thought you were the kind of irresponsible father."

"You can think the same way now." Fuheshier replied casually.

"So, are you an irresponsible brother?"

asked Dostoevsky slowly.

Fu Heisher finally had some reaction, he raised his head and looked at Tuosi, after a while, the man slowly turned his eyes away again, with a slight mocking arc on the corner of his mouth.

"You can't find her."

This is the first sentence.

"Then I know where she went."

This is the second sentence.

Everything needs to be compared, if there is no this uninvited Russian, just based on that girl's attitude towards him, he really can't feel that Bai Hong's attitude towards him is actually one of his own.

The place where the military can't reach out, and the forbidden place where the supernatural beings can't touch, let Baihong let go of his desire to protect Fu Heihui and leave by himself, and at the same time meet the strict requirements of the three. At present, only spells are left. Let's go.

Having just provoked the family of the Zen Academy, Baihong's temperament is unlikely to make a second attack there so quickly. She is not familiar with Kamo's situation and she will not just go there directly. It is suitable for her to deal with it alone.

Didn't rush over to pick up the cub and leave, should it be because she is still in the groping stage?

Fu Heisher rubbed the head of his dazed and ignorant brat, his tone extremely cheerful.

"Don't worry, she should come to pick you up soon."

He said so, facing Fu Heihui's puzzled eyes, he was in a rare good mood and explained a little more.

"Your aunt paved the way for you."

In terms of the degree of power of the ruthless black tyrant, if it is really played for real, the old foxes of the Yusan family can't play with her alone.

It's just that at this moment, Fu Heisher is still a little bit unwilling.

...Disobedient little lunatic.

A dark smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.

You obviously made an agreement with your brother, did you forget what you said at that time?

【I will kill Gojo Satoru】——Fu Heisher's words are not just for fun.

But she can't just do it rashly. If she really went to Wutiao's house, then it would definitely become her temporary stronghold, and she would definitely be noticed if she casually hunted down other magicians... That girl has always been smart If she goes too far, she has to find a reason that is suitable but not enough to make her vigilant. Gojo Satoru has both unlimited spells and six eyes. If you want to attack him, ordinary methods really can't do it.

Speaking of which, how long has it been since I have been a magician killer?

Fu Heisher looked through his memory, and finally remembered a long-lost name from the corner, the intermediary he used to contact when he was a magician killer. If he chatted with him again, he might really find some interesting clues.

In addition, there are indeed a few channels, you can go back and try to figure out how to get back to your old job.

***

Most of Fu Heisher's comments on Baihong and Baihong can make people nod in agreement, but one statement "she doesn't know how to spell but it doesn't mean she doesn't understand this thing" is hard to agree with; The uniqueness is the exchange——Baihong's physique is the same as that of her elder brother's, and they all exchange powerful bastards at the price of no magic power. Due to various influences, her physical fitness is even better than that of Fuhei Shier.

There are many reasons why she joined the conjuration college, largely because the school has taken a fancy to her physique and physical aptitude, and can even easily fight against first-level conjurers with full spell power. The magician did not wantonly waste the magic power, and the body art is still a very important teaching content. They are very confident in Baihong's brain and actual combat strength, but they don't expect her to teach the students the knowledge about the magic. .

"But you didn't say you couldn't teach, did you?"

The newly appointed Teacher Bai faced his two students and replied confidently.

"Report to the teacher!"

Hui Yuanxiong raised his hand first, with a cheerful tone, which is the most common vivaciousness for boys of this age: "The spells of me and Nanami are more suitable for actual combat, and knowledge of spell theory is no different for the two of us. The use of it," the boy scratched his head, showing a shy smile: "I still like actual combat training, it feels more intuitive."

"...Although it's offensive, I think so too."

It was rare for Jianren Qihai to speak together, and his tone was still a little reserved: "Our spells are all suitable for melee combat. If possible, I still hope that we can solve the curse spirit first before using the spell. What He Haibara can't do with spells alone - so if the teacher doesn't mind, I still hope that you can reduce the theoretical teaching and adjust the course structure a little bit, is it possible?"

Two young people who have been exposed to spells and curse spirits since childhood, one Nanami Kento and the other Hui Yuanxiong, one is calm and solemn and the other is lively and enthusiastic. Although their personalities are very different, they are full of vitality that is incompatible with curses. .

Of course, the students were good students without a doubt, they respected teachers, studied hard, and strictly followed the school rules. However, when Bai Hong said that he wanted to teach them about spells, he unanimously expressed varying degrees of suspicion towards her.

——If you want to evaluate from her point of view, these two children can even be said to be clumsily trying to maintain her self-esteem as a teacher in a sense.

Yay, it's so cute.

Although she learned that there were only two students in the first grade when she entered school, but because the students were very cute, it was enough to make up for her regret.

Bai Hong showed a slightly touched expression: "Of course the students are willing to think about the teacher, I'm very happy—"

She casually shook the book in her hand, meaningfully reminding herself of the two students.

"But have you forgotten what happened in the last practical class?"

"..."

The two students who were racking their brains trying to leave the theory class fell silent.

——It wasn't the first time they attended Teacher Bai's actual combat class.

I have to admit that my young teacher's physical skills are strong enough to make up for her lack of magic power. The two students can't analyze the details, but those who have seen the world can understand that her skills are clean and clear. , are all ferocious killing moves that have been practiced on the battlefield, and are more suitable for conjurers who have been fighting life and death all year round than any ostentation.

Occasionally, Night Moth Zhengdao comes to accompany the battle when he has nothing to do, and it is common to bring a few spell skeletons. Baihong also smiles and accepts all of them—no matter how serious the opponent is, he can always precisely control the teaching performance time to 10 minutes Teacher Bai inside, and Teacher Noctua, who can't get out of the 10-minute spell no matter how many curse bones they bring, can see clearly which side is releasing the water.

Prior to this, those who observed actual combat, those who were forced to borrow teaching aids, and those who came directly to take lessons... The two students thought they had seen the world before, and these behaviors were commonplace in other schools, but their teacher was blatantly hijacked It is indeed the first time that this kind of inexplicable behavior of elementary school students has been carried away by the waist, causing the original students to have no classes.

——The subject was still a certain snow-haired and blue-eyed second-year senior.

The reason why Senior Wujo abducted the teacher is unknown, but when Jianren Nanami saw the subtle smile on the other black-haired senior, he felt that he didn't really want to know the reason.

Don't say it, never say it.

For the last remaining six-eyed image in his mind, Jianren Qihai sincerely hoped that Xia Youjie would not say this.

But the black-haired senior cruelly ignored the eyes of the junior, and said with a smile:

"It took a long time for Wu to go out to perform the task. In his words, it was 'I haven't seen my dear fiancée for eighteen hours and she is dying of loneliness', understand."

Qihai Jianren: "..."

As expected of Senior Xia You who was able to play with Wujo Satoru, he really wasn't a good person.

He did not deny that he had similar admiration and curiosity towards the legendary strongest before entering school, but on that day, this admiration from unknown imagination finally disappeared without a trace.

——There are only a few students in the high school of conjuration who still have to juggle tasks, and the teacher is so busy that he has plenty of time!

Why do you have to compete with them for 10 minutes! ! !

... Besides, she is already willing to take over the practical class of the second grade next semester, and it's not like she won't teach the second grade at all! ! !

"I have time to adjust the actual combat class, but if you take it casually, you may not see the teacher."

Bai Hong turned to comfort his two students.

"The situation where I accidentally wasted a whole class last time won't happen again...probably."

"... That class is considered to be something I have learned, teacher, please don't be too discouraged." Jianren Qihai unexpectedly cheered, but in contrast, he had already opened his textbooks and notes, half a sentence Don't mention the actual combat class.

Bai Hong became interested, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "What have you learned?"

Jianren Qihai raised his head from the textbook, and replied sternly: "At least we have learned that not all 'predecessors' in this world are worthy of respect."

He paused for a moment, and finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked with a complicated expression: "...Are you really engaged to Senior Wutiao?"

"Yes, yes." Bai Hong replied with a smile.

Qihai Jianren's expression became quite pitiful at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"……You have worked hard."

He said sincerely.