The ceiling of combat power is actually myself

As a servant who took care of one of the young masters of the Wujo family, Nadeko was asked to prepare an extra snack today as a supper and quietly sent it to Wujo Wu's room.

Dong dong dong, three knocks in line with etiquette, the door was opened from the inside, and a fluffy snow-white head poked out.

The face of the pleasing young master of their family, which could be called exquisite and flawless, appeared in front of his eyes.

"It's Nadeko, thank you."

"This... this is what I should do, Master Gojo."

He actually smiled to himself.

They always behave like little adults on weekdays, they have a god-like temperament, young masters, seem to be in a good mood today?

Did something good happen to you?

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

The tray was handed out, and he bowed slightly and was about to exit, but he keenly caught a slight abnormal sound coming from the living room behind the other party.

It was like a little noise made by a living thing tripping while walking.

"!"

"... "

It was obvious that the corners of Young Master Wutiao's eyes twitched in a subtle arc.

Nadeko's smile froze on his face at this moment.

It is hard not to think about the movement of specially asking for an extra serving of dessert.

Could it be... the young master, he...

What to do, although I was entrusted not to disclose the supper to the master and wife, but in this situation...

No no no, shouldn't it?

No matter how precocious the young master is, it is too early...

"Shh-"

Putting his index finger up to his lips, the boy with blue eyes made a "don't say it" gesture.

"While walking, I came across a dirty kitten that was hungry and eating mud. It was so pitiful that I brought it back." She blinked lightly, showing the childishness that is rare for children of this age, "Nadeko Keep it a secret for me."

what……

Is it because you picked up a cute little animal that you are so happy?

The water vapor fainting in the living room is also caused by bathing the cat.

"I won't say it." Nadeko nodded resolutely.

How can you say it?

This is a friend that their young master found with great difficulty. Even if it wasn't the other person or human being, Nadeko was very happy to have... things by his side.

"I'm going to warm up some goat's milk, and I'll put it at the young master's door later, so I can give Kitten Maojiang a drink to warm her body."

With that said, he stepped back.

Gojo Satoru finally let out a sigh of relief.

He took the snack plate, put one hand in the pocket of Bear's pajamas, turned his head, and looked half helplessly and half disgusted at the girl in the room who stuffed most of her body into the bed and lay flat like a mummy.

"That pose... are you working on a car?"

Tilting his neck, Wutiao Wuxu formed an emoji with a half-smile in his eyes.

"Obviously you threw the charging cable around, tripped me and was almost discovered."

Complaining blankly, the black-haired girl moved her small body out of the pan and was about to stand up with one hand on the ground.

Unexpectedly, the forehead hit the bed board above the head.

"Ah!" He was bumped back straight again.

Gojo Satoru: "Pfft ha ha ha ha!"

Gojo Satoru patted his thigh happily.

"Are you laughing? Don't you know how to help a girl?"

Su Nuo's lips and eyes, which offset most of the shock for Shiratori, showed his fangs on his forehead and grinned at the vicious little ghost in front of him.

"Don't grow out of my forehead suddenly." Shiratori withdrew his strength and slapped lightly to cover the crack.

She didn't want to infringe Erlang Shen's copyright.

After photographing Su Nuo who has no human rights, Shiratori raised his head, slightly surprised to find that the boy who had laughed enough extended a belated helping hand, and expertly picked him up from the ground by his collar.

"Don't stain my clothes," the assistant patted from the top of the head to the back, "I was the one who was found out and scolded."

"..."

Weird.

The attitude of Baimaomao towards me can be said to be good and bad.

When I first came into contact with it, it was obvious that I could feel targeted. Presumably it was because I was related to the Chanyuan family?

But it doesn't make sense in this way, since the two families are so incompatible, how could he bring me back from the outside, and borrow me the bathroom and clean clothes to change into.

Although I firmly believe that Kitty Maomao has no bad intentions, Hei Yu said disdainfully that this stinky brat must have a purpose for bringing me here.

She guessed well.

Gojo Satoru did have his own plans, and he did have a certain amount of hostility towards the girl at the beginning.

He once learned by chance that this humanoid weapon raised by the family of the Buddhist monastery is known to have two types of spells.

Decompose and dissipate all the specified objects in the surrounding range into nothing [End Yan].

And no matter what degree of damage it suffers, it can restore the body to its original state [Immortal].

The range of 【Final】can be extended infinitely, even if the enemy escapes to the other side of the earth, it can be decomposed and destroyed.

In addition to maintaining the physical body, [Immortal] is rumored to be able to reshape the physical body, change appearance, age, and even rewrite DNA.

Of course, everyone didn't know to what extent the girl had mastered these two techniques.

In the blood moon incident that happened in the small village back then, this six-year-old boy single-handedly destroyed all the villagers including himself.

Annihilated together with himself, and died under the spell.

Either it was due to the uncontrollable power, or it could only mean that the child was a lunatic.

At that time, the girl also became a humanoid weapon in the mouth of the people.

And the reason why he was taken back by the Buddhist monastery by mistake...

"That's because I'm greedy for an adult's body," said Kuroba, the person involved, pointing my nose, "It's different from a bastard like you who is full of cat hair and will be seduced by a white pussy cat." .”

Yes.

If the person concerned hadn't said it frankly, I would also wonder why this monstrosity would willingly and obediently help the family of the Zen Academy as free labor...

That young master named Chanyuan Shier seems to have considered leaving the Chanyuan family a long time ago.

Before leaving the family, he was already looking for a place to settle down and a job to support himself.

Once I happened to pass by the village that was later bloodbathed, and saw the young child locked in a cage by the villagers.

Although Zenyuan Shier is not a great kind person, he still has some curiosity about these abnormalities.

Some couldn't stand it anymore, he touched his body, and threw in the only piece of wagashi that was hastily wrapped.

Although he was not valued by the Chanyuan family, he would not be deprived of food.

He doesn't like this kind of sweet and glutinous snacks, but because of the need for sugar and the small size and easy to carry, he will take a few with him when he goes out.

Soon Zenyuan Shier forgot about this incident, and couldn't remember or even see clearly the girl's dirty face that day.

Until the girl died and her body was taken over by Su Nuo, and the village was razed to the ground, Shier of the Chanyuan never connected the matter of "why the humanoid weapon listens to me so much" with the original unintentional act.

"I couldn't get away from that short-lived ghost back then, and my elder brother didn't have the magic power to not see me," Hei Yu said with his waist in place, "so I went to find him after taking up the short-lived ghost's body, and by the way [Immortal] changed his face and told him that I was his long-lost sister."

Me: "You are so flirtatious."

"But he didn't believe it," Hei Yu rolled his eyes, "then he was somehow dragged by those old men to kill the curse spirits...but although it was a bit boring, because of this, they also agreed to let me live with my brother! Hehehe~ Shiratori Speaking of which, you haven't had that kind of experience yet, have you?"

"?"

This guy talked more and more vigorously, and a small mouth moved from my cheek to the side of my earlobe, whispering mysteriously while biting his ear:

"During those days, I slept with my chest muscles on my head every day, every-day~"

I also made a "big piece" and "hard" gesture in my mind.

"That's it?" I snorted lightly and reminded her in my mind, "Okay, just disappear from my ears, I don't want to infringe on Maitreya Buddha's copyright."

She: "I've used this stalk before... Hey!"

"The mouth popped out."

Sensing that the earlobe was lightly pinched, Shiratori turned his head, and saw the young master of the Gojo family leaning over to remind him with wide-open eyes.

"What's the matter with this little devil! It's not cute at all!" Hei Yu yelled, angrily calming down a lot.

"It's okay, it's just a child," I pushed the warm little hand, "and it's still a cat."

Although it is a kitten's claw, it is much bigger than my hand now, and the fingertips obviously feel a thick layer of calluses.

It's a hardworking kitten!

"Tsk, your uncle dotes on his father!" Hei Yu gritted his teeth, and seemed a little angry for some reason, "I don't care about you, go to sleep first, for nothing."

Ugh.

Sure enough, he was so angry because he was almost touched by someone?

"Hey, family from the Chanyuan, do you hate Laozi very much?"

Gojo Satoru looked at the hand that was pushed away, puffed up his cheeks to speak, and at the same time reached for the last piece of dim sum on the plate.

Hearing the vague question, Shiratori recovered from the chat with Su Nuo.

He stopped wiping his hair with his hands, looked at the boy beside him, and began to observe.

The two legs hanging on the table are dangling.

The corners of his mouth were covered with cooked flour that could be eaten everywhere.

He ate two whole plates of dim sum in front of the girl, leaving nothing for the other party.

Arrogant self-proclaimed, can't control the expression on his face that easily scares children.

Although Shiratori wanted to say that "the character is indeed a bit bad", but after another thought.

This kid is a cat.

What bad thoughts can a kitten have?

Cats can be forgiven for anything. ——by the white bird whose face was covered with bloodstains during his lifetime

So he shook his head and said seriously: "You are not hated."

Wutiaowu: "..."

What is the meaning of the pause for so long?

"Anyway, I also provided you with shelter and food... Oh? What? Have you finished eating? Cough."

Gojo Gojo cleared his throat, and put the last snack he was going to put into his mouth back on the empty plate.

After that, he showed an elegant and friendly smile as if nothing happened, and brought the big plate and small order to me gracefully like a deacon.

"Anyway, he is the one who provided you with shelter and food, please pay more attention to me~"

Shiratori lowered his eyes, looked at the two game controllers placed on the boy's lap, and immediately understood.

"Well," facing the child with twinkling little stars, whose aura was suddenly different from last second, Shiratori tilted his head and asked, "Did you pick me up just to find someone to play games with?"

"No," jumped out of bed, installed the handle, turned on the screen, and loaded into the game skillfully, "It's interesting to see you dismantling the Zenyuan house. Thinking about it, it seems that I don't hate you... Well, anyway Just because I want to bring it back, I will bring it back."

The fingertips were skillfully operating and tapping the handle, and a bright light was projected into the blue pupils, and the boy couldn't take his eyes off it.

"It doesn't matter whether it's dangerous or not, weapons or weapons. Anyway, I'm so powerful, you can't beat me. If you don't have a place to go, just stay here."

It turned out to be like this...

Shiratori nodded thoughtfully. Seeing the scene, she had every reason to believe that Gojo Satoru brought her back because the two-player game was short of manpower.

Because this guy can really play a two-player game by himself—

After all, he is now flexibly using his hands and feet, fighting fiercely facing the screen with his head raised.

Shiratori: ...

Well, to some extent, it can be regarded as a powerful practice.

"Let's play games then."

The girl in the cotton pajamas that were too long for boys also got down from the bed at this time, walked to the bear pajamas and sat down.

"really?"

The blue eyes widened in surprise, and the sudden "chuss" of a smile made the girl cover her eyes with her hands reflexively.

"You..." Shiratori shook his eyelids, "It's better to wear some kind of sunglasses in the future, it's better to cover it up."

Too much light pollution.

"Come, come, let me teach you."

Not hearing the other party's complaints at all, Gojo Satoru pulled the bear blanket of the same suit, and covered his little friend together inside.

The two children... No, the white bird playing with the children is just like a little quail, forced to huddle with people expressionlessly.

"I want another one, this one was touched by your foot." I pushed a handle on the ground and said seriously.

Although I know that the other party has just taken a shower and smells good all over, and the whole room has been cleaned spotlessly even under the bed, but the jiojio of Maomao is jiojio after all.

Gojo Gojo puffed his cheeks, and his dazzlingly white little feet moved subconsciously, with a accusing look of "I'm so good-looking and you actually despise me, are you human?"

"Then change the handle." He pulled a large box next to him and took out several. "It's a one-off anyway. I throw one away every day."

I:……

I blinked blankly, looking at the piles of unopened handles that could fit both of us in the box.

My heart said, could it be that the "disposable" I understand is not the same concept as the "disposable" in this world?

Ok.

I admit that poverty limits my imagination.

Asking is big. Household. People. Home.

After playing a few games, I suddenly felt that this guy might be better than a god.

If you pull it to open the black, you may be able to show off the audience.

Just as we were about to start a game, there was a knock on the door at this time.

Only this time, the knocking on the door stopped quickly, and the footsteps of people outside quickly faded away.

Gojo Satoru lifted the quilt and ran to open the door, and after a while brought a stack of white liquid that seemed to be contained in an animal bowl... probably goat's milk.

"Meow! Drink it obediently, let's continue playing."

He patted my head jokingly, and his words were full of uncontrollable smiles.

"I reject."

"Then..." Gojo Satoru pretended to think about it distressedly, and rubbed the white hair on the cuff that was tucked into the bear's paws of Little Bear's pajamas, "I will—!!"

Like a magic trick, he took out a box of delicately packaged snacks from behind.

“Sandwich Jam French Macarons!!”

"Can you still eat!?"

"Desserts are stored in another stomach!"

"But you've only been eating desserts since the beginning..."

And isn't that what girls often say?

Although I wasn't too hungry, I remembered that I hadn't eaten for a long time, so I randomly picked a macaron that didn't look so exaggerated with jam and took a sip.

……It is too sweet.

Sure enough, it is a taste that only children will like.

I looked at the little white hair, who was licking the icing on the corner of my lips contentedly, and lowered my head to try to dip the macaron into goat milk and stuff it into my mouth...

Immediately, there was an illusion of, "Masaka, are you going to start raising children in the future?"