The ceiling of combat power is actually myself

(daughter perspective)

Hello everyone, my name is Wujou.

It is the child born of Gojo Satoru, the most powerful sorcerer in the magic world, and his beautiful little wife, Gojo Shiratori...

(catch my breath)

one.

To be honest, I am very dissatisfied with the suffix of this "one".

It can be seen from my collapsed beautiful face at this time.

Yes.

Whether I like it or not, the one who was born with me is the one who divided up my parents who belonged to me alone—the other twin.

If I remember the name of my brain who is extremely smart and is expected to help me get the Nobel Prize in the future—that stinky brother seems to be called "Wujo Hagi".

Here.

It's the one lying next to me.

A little guy who was wrinkled like a monkey.

"……Mother…"

However, the younger brother that I dissed in my heart seems to have the telepathy between the legendary twins—he is still asleep at the moment, so he grabbed the blanket with his paws and stuck it in a daze come over.

Tsk.Really annoying.

How many times have I said it!There should be a safe distance between men and women!

Ok…

I'm just a baby and can't "talk".At most, it's just like this, talking to myself in my heart.

God knows which corner of the other world my voice will be transmitted to, or it will just rot in my heart... Thinking about it this way, I feel really miserable.

As for-

Why was I able to master such an advanced innate skill as "Tucao" when I was born?

Use the little toes on my cute round feet to boldly think about it and guess: it must be some strange family traditional art inherited from it?

Accepting the continuous harassment from the people around me, I curled my lips.

I was anxiously thinking about turning my back and throwing my disgusting little brother a cold ass, but I saw this guy at a close distance, his eyelashes trembling like a snow fan, and his bulging tenderness like a steamed bun. When sliding his cheeks, he was a little surprised and froze on the spot.

Well... take a closer look...

Weird.

Did this little one look so cute before?

But decisively, if I only paused for 0.01 seconds, I would not be entangled.

Well, after all, he is my Wutiaowu's little follower... My brother, it is reasonable that he is twice as beautiful as an ordinary baby.

So, for the sake of my face, after all, I didn't cruelly point my butt at him, but stretched out my cute and short hands, and helped him tuck the quilt like a real big sister.

After thinking about it, he patted his little cat, cat, cat, and insect, who was curled up into a little bit and was tightly wrapped in fluff, and comforted the other party not to be discouraged in his heart:

——Oh, my dear Odoudou.

It doesn't matter if you're only a tiny bit prettier than the other babies.

The DNA is there, and it will be ten or twenty years longer, and it is still expected to catch up with your beautiful old lady (me) who is 20 times more beautiful than others!

With his nostrils turned upside down, he was doing stand-up comic so shamelessly, the next second, something happened that I never expected——

ummm

guess what?

In front of the eyes, this, the nasty child who gets carried away and commits crimes!

He, he, he... he actually grabbed my hand in one gulp!

"... "

Woohoo, so dirty, so dirty!

This silly boy, did he take my slender fingers that will dance on the black and white keys in the future as a milk bottle?

Don't come here!blah blah blah...

At that time, I, who was almost as angry as the daughter of Mt. Fuji and the puffer fish, held my breath and waved another powerful little fist. Seeing that I stretched my efforts, I wanted to teach this unlovable little fool a lesson.

It's a pity that the little hand was only halfway through waving, and before it touched the small group of soft and thin white hairs of the younger brother, it was unexpectedly held by a shadow that shrouded it with two fingers.

"Xiao Wu, you can't bully brother?"

"!"

Wow.

Look who's here?

It's mom!

mother's voice.

It's my dear mother (cadence) coming to see me!

Hearing his voice first, I looked along the gentle female voice that was deliberately suppressed, and I saw a face that I could never forget.

The corners of the opponent's lips were slightly raised to present a soft arc, and the thick and long eyelashes cast a light shadow under the eyes.

Eyes full of smiles, like red jewels, stared at me, like the softest and lightest feathers in the world, gently enveloping my whole body...

Ahh!

I indulge in that holy gaze—

My mother (depressed inflections)!

You are my goddess!Be my angel!

The inner drama is rich and continuous, and the body is twisted into a maggot in the soft blanket of the stroller.

My eyes were rounded, I confidently called "Mom" over and over again, and my legs fluttered wildly, as if I wanted to express my heart's turbulent waves and courageously moving forward.

however--

"Yeah... yah! Wow, wow!"

A dull mouth cannot keep up with a well-developed brain after all.

In the end, he could only utter the idiot's unintelligible birdsong.

hateful! ! !

Why can't I call out the word "Mom" as smoothly as my younger brother!

A mere five grasses.

Just a name with "di" (竹) in the younger brother's younger brother!

You aim, why?

Why can you easily do what I can't!

Is this reasonable? ?

However, it seemed to further crush my self-esteem into a wastebasket and squeeze it into a color barrel.

The sticky side of me not only grabbed me, but also snatched most of the quilt and took away most of the quilt. Like a dream, he once again uttered the standard words in a baby voice.

"Mother……"

The next moment, Wutiaodi Bendi opened his eyes.

Turns out I desperately need a pair of my dad's sunglasses right now.

Wujo Hagi's eyes can undoubtedly be included in the light pollution family.

——Those were eyes as pure as the blue sky, with a shocking drop of true red dotted in the center of the pupils, making these eyes even more dazzling.

I have to say, those eyes are very beautiful, even if they are sealed in a transparent glass bottle for people to watch thousands of years later, they will not feel that there is anything wrong with them.

Of course.

While praising this guy, I also blew a wave of me who has the same color and bright eyes as him~

As expected of me, hehe.

but……

"Ma, mother?"

What the hell is going on with this guy!

I am obviously your child's older sister!

Don't call me mommy with a soft smile on my face like this!

It's useless to show cuteness maliciously, it will only be hated by people other than mother like Daddy!

Speaking of mother... Our real mother in his mouth is showing a confused and distressed expression at the moment.

Regarding this point, Gojo Ogi, you should turn around and give me a good look!

"Huh? These two little guys are finally awake?"

Pushing and shoving a mascara who seemed to be poking me to death with his eyelashes, who stubbornly rubbed over to play a sticking game, in the midst of stubborn resistance, I heard a new sound of insertion.

Sniffing my nose, I smelled a familiar sweet icing smell like cake candies.

Can't go wrong!

"Yeah, ah, ah pa!"

I yelled out.

It's dad!

The pitiful hair on the top of the head turned into a radar and stood up sharply. Immediately shaking the little paw that was still held by the mother's fingertips, he eagerly raised the other paw and stretched it out to the baby who was holding the baby carriage. A man with a big white head poking out.

"Ah woo woo woo! Aww!"

Xiaowu translator: Hey!little daddy!You are here!

Greeted like this with my absolute spirit and burning enthusiasm, my father, who is as young as my mother, and will only be regarded as our brothers when the family of four goes out, was stunned for a moment, and then he showed his damned expression Sunglasses also cover the beautiful smile.

"Listen, little white bird, he's saying 'Daddy is so handsome, today is another day to be woken up by his handsomeness' hey~"

"What an honest, good boy."

He turned his head and said a few words to the mother who had a face full of "you are happy", and then turned his head back.

"Ahhhh!"

Imitating my birdsong, I made a gesture of a little tiger scratching someone. It seems that the small movements will never stop, and he will always be as energetic as a young man. When he thinks of it, his younger brother who turned his head and stared at him silently also made a grimace. .

The younger brother who was still holding my hand looked at the emoji-level grimace for a second, then looked away indifferently.

So, my father, who was stimulated by this indifferent behavior—put his mouth shut more like a younger brother than a younger brother—wrapped his arms around, hugged my mother's shoulders, buried his head in my exclusive place, and began to cry .

"Woooooo! Am I being ignored? Am I being ignored by my younger brother?"

He cried.

He pretended.

Ha ha.

I watched the man hugging my beloved woman, and couldn't help feeling cold.

I know it, I've always known it.

They are true love, and my brother and I are two accidents.

Any behavior of Dad who seems to be close to us is just a pretense to get closer to Mom.

Na.

I squeezed my brother next to me and talked to him internally through my brainwaves.

- I don't think we should be in the stroller, we should be under the car, right?

Brother: "Zzz"

Damn this guy fell asleep? !

"In front of children, don't act like a baby..."

My mother complained in a low voice, which was obviously a little shy, but I still saw her raise her hand and rubbed Dad's head in a good temper.

On the other hand, the dad who was covered by rua with a face full of comfort and a cat-like mouth shape, was like a younger brother pulling me, hugging my mother and never wanting to let go.

"What's the matter~ Doesn't Xiao Bainiao quite like Xiao Wu and her younger brother acting like a baby to you?"

"I'm setting an example in the name of my father?"

As he said that, he buried his head and rubbed vigorously again a few times.

At the same time, I saw that my mother's tense expression was obviously shaken.

I:"……"

I:"…"

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Lemon is Cambridge tonight.

When they were holding hands and discussing whether to go back to the room together, my innocent live monster clenched my little fist.

I am sour.

I'm so sour.

You can't imagine how sour I am.

Why is it that the man I love the most takes away the woman I love the most.

So, here comes the problem.

The most beautiful baby in the magic world, once again caught in a tangle——

Me, which side should I acid first?

(son's perspective)

My name is Wujo Hagi.

The Di of Di Cake is also the Di of Di Flower.

There is a younger sister named Wujo Mai who suffers from migraines. This guy always uses the excuse of "the twin born first is actually smaller, so you are the younger brother", and always delusions that he is actually the older sister or something. This is also my pressure. one of the sources.

I heard that my father and mother wanted to name us "Wutiaodance/Dance" or "Wutiaobun/Di" at first.Fortunately, Uncle Xia You finally stopped him and made a rescue. With reference to my opinion on the second and third source of pressure, I named my abolished parents, and finally finalized the two "Wujo Wu" and "Wujo Di (Di)". name.

"Oh," at that time——my white-haired father, who seemed to have a mortal enemy with me, touched his chin in a whimsical way, "Will a boy named Gojo Tiga be stronger when he grows up?"

Then he was always looked down upon by the sister Angeji who was sitting next to my sister and me's crib, rolled her eyes and complained: "Why don't we just call it Gojo Garuru."

It was originally a joke, but who knows...

After listening to it, my father nodded seriously with a harmless dk face: "Good name. Are you a genius? Diva."

Um Diva: "..."

Putting aside (breathe) the point about whether or not my father was patriarchal and hated me and liked to play childish clichés on names.

After all, I am still just a little baby who can do nothing and can think. After all, there is a saying in my mother's hometown called "It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years." The father who kicked to the bottom of the bed in his sleep is still the father who sat in the trolley in front of the whack-a-mole machine children's rocker and couldn't walk, and sent me home alone with my mother and sister to go shopping and buy goods ...

I set a bondage on the sparse hair on the top of my head, and after ten years, I will definitely, absolutely, and I will give it back double!

Okay, let's talk more.

Put aside the matter of that man Gojo Satoru for now, it will be annoying to mention it again, let me talk about the matter of my beloved mother.

To be honest, I am different from my stinky dad who doesn’t care about anything and his greatest hobby in life is to fish his wife and daughter over and post them. My mother, who is reliable and orderly in everything, has since discovered that Xiao Wu and I are different from ordinary babies. After different characteristics, he will show a worried expression from time to time.

She was originally a serious and unsmiling girl, and a five-point trouble was enough for her to worry about for several days and nights. As the eldest son of the family, I couldn't bear to see him continue to be so unhappy.

As for your question about the difference between Xiao Wu and me and other young babies?

Taking me alone, it is obvious that no child at this age can use his brain to think and complain... It is estimated that there are few babies who can easily turn over and crawl around within a few days after birth like me and my sister. Even exorcising the curse spirit.

what.

I don’t know if Xiao Wu can exorcise the curse spirit at this age, I just woke up one night with a bad feeling and sweating profusely→I found that my own sister who always likes to point my butt at me was covered all over A monster full of slime and barbs in its mouth → Self-taught is facing the monster with bare hands, rubbing out a light cannon to pierce it away, and after this series of processes——I suddenly realized that I was also with those people Like my father and mother's conjurer colleagues, he has the innate skill to exorcise curses.

However, that night, compared with the joy of having great abilities, the fear and dread of almost losing a loved one obviously occupied a greater part of my heart.

Now, no matter how much the mind of this body is beyond that of similar children, it still has the defect of lethargy, and sleepiness can't be stopped when it comes.

Out of consideration for my terribly weak sister... no, out of consideration for the fact that my weak sister might break out of the shelter and be cursed to sneak attack while I was sleeping—it doesn’t matter if she gets hated—I began to intentionally or unintentionally To shorten the distance deliberately opened by this dead girl.

If you can hold the little guy in your arms, you will never fall asleep holding only one little hand.

Because of this, Gojo Satoru sometimes looked at me more and more strangely.

But I don't care about that.

Because Xiao Wu is my family, even if she gets too close, she will be hated, even if she will one day enter a rebellious period where she is no longer willing to say a word to my brother, no matter what, she is My most important treasure.

As Oni-chan, you must shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting her.

Leaving aside the lyrical passages for the time being, I don’t seem to have mentioned an additional source of stress from my mother recently.

—it's about me.

"Wu, do you feel..."

"Ok?"

That day, I overheard such a conversation between my parents——

"Compared with my younger brother, is my brother really too well-behaved?"

The woman who looked like my older sister was actually my mother held her face and teased her younger sister who was giggling and screaming like a little monkey in her arms, and said this worriedly.

"And recently, he seems to be called 'Mom'! The growth rate is a bit too fast, isn't it?"

Contrary to the slightly melancholy and contemplative mother, Gojo Satoru, who was holding a bag full of bagels and puffs, even glanced in my direction.

Immediately, he took Wu Wu who was like a kitten who couldn't wait to get into his arms, and said without shame:

"It's not surprising, after all, he is the son of my Gojo Satoru, who inherited my excellent mind and handsome face... Well, it doesn't."

I:"……"

this man.

Hopeless.

I don't know if it was my illusion, but Xiao Wu who was held in his arms seemed to understand and responded.

Ruanrouxiao was unconvinced and arched back and forth, making Gojo Wu's big palms that had nowhere to rest for a while, not knowing where to start, he could only look at his mother beside him for help.

That is to say, when he was distracted, Xiao Wu, who took advantage of the loophole, made a sneak attack without martial ethics, opened his mouth like a snake, and bit the white-haired lord I didn't want to respect.

Me: Like manually.

"Oh? Is Xiao Wu angry?"

Gojo Satoru, who I didn't want to call him "father", squinted and smiled, shaking his supporting leg up and down, and asked.

Because of his actions, the younger sister who was stepping on it also became unstable and fell towards the opponent, and was caught by him again as if playing.

"Girls get wrinkled when they lose their temper? Don't learn from your diva aunt~"

Having succeeded in taking revenge, he squeezed Xiao Wu's little hand and then poked her little face.

When the child was made to giggle, lean back and laugh, he thought for a while, and leaned forward to kiss the soft little dimple on his cheek that looked like it had just been poked out.

The warm scene of father and daughter laughing did not last long...

"Who are you calling auntie!!!! Shit Gojo Satoru!!!!"

Suddenly, a female voice came from afar.

After careful identification, it was indeed the voice of Ange Ji's sister.

Thinking about it, it was probably because Gojo Satoru, who has six eyes, had seen the latter coming to see me and Xiao Wu with all his colleagues and the housekeeper, so he made a point of mocking him.

What a nasty thing... I mean, my lord.

"It would be great if my brother could act like a baby once in a while." At this time, before walking to greet the visiting friends, the mother who passed by me gently looked at my cheek, "I hope you both can be more ordinary. Woolen cloth……"

I:!

Hearing this, I looked at the back of my mother leaving.

Instantly realized.

It turned out to be the case.

What has been bothering her all this time is actually such a simple and trivial matter.

Ordinary...?

I thought I would answer this question!

In this case, in the future, I will imitate the habits of ordinary babies to disguise myself!

Although it is very likely that she will be disgusted by her sister again and be regarded as a fool or a fool... No, this will not happen, after all, Xiao Wu is still a child...Okay, let's do it like this.

At the moment I made up my mind, I will do what I say, and I plan to try to act like a baby to the five daddies——

"dad……"

Subconsciously blurted out, remembering to implement the bb character design, but had to change my words, and said the only words my mother thought I could shout.

"Mom, Mama..."

I raised my hands above my head without a teacher, so that Gojo Satoru could also see them, swaying and dancing like seaweed.

I blinked my big glass bead eyes cutely and cutely, as if trying to blink them out of them.

Hey!

I acted like a baby to you!How cute!

Hurry up and hug me!

hurry up!

However, Gojo Satoru, who said like a tongue twister, "Don't worry~ Xiao Wu will be as beautiful as your mother when she grows up, but her brother may not be as handsome as your father", Wujo Satoru noticed my strange behavior At that time, half of his eyebrows were raised in surprise.

"Oh? Does my brother want to be hugged by Dad too?"

It seemed to be entangled for a while, but my father finally took me out of the stroller under Xiaowu's somewhat "hetui" disdainful alpaca gaze (probably my illusion, a baby can't, at least shouldn't...) Fished out of the fence.

But at the same time that I occupied half of Wujo Satoru's heights, I clearly saw my sister making the same grimace as a certain guy at me.

I would like to call it the Wutiao family...everything is engraved into the DNA.

The grimace lasted less than a second, because at this moment, Xiao Wu raised her eyes and saw her mother who was leading the guests back.

So, the little girl resolutely abandoned Wutiao, and nimbly slid down the sunglasses cat climbing frame.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..."

Xiao Wu waved her little paw and barked, approaching step by step.

Immediately, An Ge Ji, who was desperately releasing her eye knife at Wutiao just now, performed a Beijing opera face-changing on the spot.

"Oh, it's Xiao Wu, she's grown taller~ so cute." The young lady smiled as an old mother, "Both brothers and sisters have followed their mother in every way, which is really great."

Then, after asking our mother's permission, An Geji squatted down and picked up Xiao Wu who wanted to stick with her from the ground, and happily played with the baby in a series of innocent laughter. .

Gojo Satoru: "Oh, it seems that children like to be lifted up like that?"

When the questioning expression appeared on my unreliable father's handsome face, I knew something bad was going to happen.

"Brother!" He shouted suddenly, "Would you like to come and play fly high with Dad?"

"..."

Sure enough, when I turned my head, I saw this guy looking at me with great interest, happily shouting "God knows where it came from and how it became my nickname", looking eager to try.

Daga, verbal wow...

I'd love to say that.But I have promised my mother to be an ordinary person honestly...

There was no other way, and in the end I broke down like a kitten, and followed Gojo Satoru who used the above technique from the first floor to the fifth floor of my house to have a literal——

fly! !high!high!

"Hahaha, how is it? Xiao Wu, are you envious or not?"

"We fly so high! Hahahahahaha~"

"Damn, this person is crazy..." An Geji, who was holding Xiaowu with eyes full of twinkling stars, held her forehead in pain.

Everyone else has a mixed expression of "hard to disagree", pity, shock, "I knew it would be like this".

It just makes me feel that there is still a little bit of love and humanistic care in this world——

I clearly saw a boy with hair like a sea urchin among the guests, probably my elder brother's child, carefully tearing off the soft silkworm baby from the body of a strong and handsome guy who raised the corners of his lips and looked up to watch the excitement. It's as if I want to hold on to me at any time and may accidentally fall off in the next second.

"Wu~"

Sudden.

On the first floor, the mother, shrunk down to the size of a Lego figure, called Gojo Satoru's name with a voice so gentle that it seemed that water could be squeezed out.

Looking intently, there was a frighteningly brilliant smile on his face.

"If you continue to make such a fuss, I don't mind showing you my scraping skills..."

She raised the extra sun wheel knife in her hand.

Me: Sure enough, mom, you still love me.

Me: But don't engrave everything on the magic tool!When did that thing get bundled with scraping and sunbathing? Hey!

Me: Learn from the uncle next door or Chu Xhang, you can bring some sliced ​​sashimi!

……

Me: No, I'm so tired.So our family really can't escape the fate of complaining, right?

"I was wrong."

And just as I fell into a strange circle of complaining, Gojo Satoru next to me suddenly apologized in a sluggish tone like a cat that has just been pulled down by its tail.

He led me to the ground steadily, lowered his head, and the hair that had just fallen and turned up drooped down to form a half-drooped cat's ear.

Maintaining this hairstyle, and carrying out the five rules of strict wife management in a strange and thorough manner, he walked to his mother in such small steps, as if he was going to accept punishment honestly.

"..."

Contrary to what I had imagined, my mother didn't teach five things immediately, but raised her eyes thoughtfully and looked at me for a while, who was still being lifted high.

I:"?"

I:"……!"

With a good understanding, I immediately understood what my mother was thinking in this look.

Yup!

She wants me to act more like a normal kid!

Oops, the desire to complain about Gojo Satoru just now was too strong, and I forgot to pretend for a while.

But there should be still time to remedy it... Thinking about it, I was not confused, and my brain was running analysis at a high speed - "If it is a normal human cub, what would be the reaction if it is taken by an unreliable father to jump up and down like a jumping machine?" .

...will you cry?

No, crying is too slight. If you think about it in a serious way...

Well, how about a phrase?

correct!

A small light bulb lights up.

That phrase is—

"I was scared to pee."

then……

Just do it!

Puff up your cheeks, accumulate a wave of energy, and then release it to your heart's content!

With my back turned to the melon-eaters in the back, under the eyes of my mother who was gradually gratified and moved, I, who was still in the grade of wearing open crotch pants, perfectly staged a wave of famous scenes of "Fountain Little Angel Spraying Water".

"Swipe la la—"

I'm sorry, Dad.

In order to make my mother happy, and to make everyone except Gojo Satoru laugh out loud in this world, I can only sacrifice you a little bit.

But even if I do such a thing, I'm not a bad boy.

The reason, of course, is that you did this on the premise of knowing that you will be able to dodge completely without interruption.

From now on, your son will still continue to love you, we will have a long time to come~

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