Has wtw entered the necropolis?

"Father, do you know about Youren?"

At Fuhei's house, Fuhei Nami sat in the corner of the sofa, holding a fruit salad and a bottle of yogurt in his arms, and asked Fuheshier, who was swiping his phone beside him, while watching the drama.

Fuheshier, who is nearly 40 years old, has not changed much in his middle age. The years seem to have loved him very much, leaving no obvious marks on his face.

"Knotweed Yuren?" Fu Heisher raised his head from the phone screen, stretched out his hand, picked up a piece of honeydew melon from her pot, and took a bite.

"Ah."

He responded lightly.

The High School of Conjuration is so big, it's a bit difficult for him to know about it, especially Noctua Moth Zhengdao once asked him to discuss this matter together.

"What's Dad's opinion?"

"It's a great help for the high school of conjuration." Fu Heisher sat lazily on the sofa, reaching out to pick up a piece of melon and fruit from time to time, and said calmly: "Knotweed Yuren is not stupid."

He already knew that what was waiting for him was a dead end, but he was still willing to join the conjuration college and become a part of the conjurer.

"……I feel so too."

An idea gradually took shape in his brain, and Nami Fukuno simply put the glass bowl in his arms into the hands of the old father, and licked the salad dressing on his fingers.

At this moment, the door opened.

The door opened, and Xia Youjie came in with two bags in his hands, followed by Wujo Wujiao and the twins.

"Uncle Fuhei, we are here to disturb you."

Fu Heisher's face darkened, "You know you're bothering me—" Then you should get out instead of treating this place as your own home.

Seeing these guys as if entering his own home, the veins on Fu Heisher's forehead twitched faintly, and the quiet daily life between him and his children was broken by them.

Except for the three adults, the twin sisters were a little afraid of this teacher Fuhei, and hurriedly bowed to him after entering.

"Hi Teacher Fuhei, I'm sorry to bother you tonight."

"……Um."

For the girls, Fu Heisher's attitude was a little milder, at least not as cold as he was with Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu.

Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu didn't mind his attitude either, anyway, they have been facing it for nearly ten years, and this kind of thing has already become a habit.

The former took the bought ingredients to the kitchen and arranged them, and prepared to cook some simple dinner with the twins, while the latter sat on the sofa with Jia Ruozi.

He took a step to sit beside Fuhe Nami, hooked his hands directly on her shoulders, gently stroked the sauce on the corner of her lips with his index finger, and asked curiously, "What were you eating just now?"

"..." Gojo Satoshi sat down on the single sofa unhappily. If he had been sitting next to Fukunami just now, he would have wiped the sauce off the corners of her mouth for her.

"fruit salad."

Fuguminai took it for granted, snatched the glass bowl back from the old father's arms, handed it to the family, and said with a smile: "I just made it."

Hearing this, Jiajin Nizi looked over and saw that there were all kinds of fruits in the bowl, and a layer of salad dressing was poured on it, and there was a sound of drumming in his stomach.

She directly picked up the fruit and ate it bluntly, "Okay, let's treat it as an appetizer before meals."

The two women were chatting over there, but no one paid any attention to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru: "..."

He was left alone in this way, and could only turn his head and talk to Fu Heisher about other things, trying to increase his relationship with him quietly.After all, he wants to chase the other party's daughter, and before that, shouldn't he get his future father-in-law settled first?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a slight smile on his face, which made Fu Heisher's face darker.

"What are you thinking?" Fuhesher said in disgust.

Gojo Satoru didn't feel disgusted at all, put away his phone and began to attack the future father-in-law seriously: "I'm thinking about what to eat tomorrow."

Hearing this, Fu Heisher became vigilant instantly, narrowed his eyes slightly showing a sharp look, and said, "You guys still want to eat and drink at my house, don't you?"

Just as Gojo Satoru wanted to nod, he had this intention in the first place, but when he noticed the coldness hidden in Fuhesher's eyes, he hesitated a bit.After all, he has never attacked such an old man before, and he can't act recklessly as usual, which is a bit difficult...

Before he could think of an answer, Xia Youjie suddenly poked his head out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "Uncle Fuhei, let's hold a barbecue tomorrow."

"It's rare that everyone is here, why not invite students from other grades to join us?"

So far, there are only first- and second-year students in the entire Conjuration College, and there are not many students in total. Moreover, there are many empty venues in the Conjuration College, so you may not be able to find a good place to barbecue.

Fuhesher: "..."

Why do you ask him such a thing?

He looked suspiciously at the two young men, frowned, always felt that he had overlooked a very important matter, and asked, "What are you planning?"

After all, he has also taught these two problem students, and he is well aware of their personality problems, so he subconsciously feels that they have bad intentions.

"No." Xia Youjie was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he was a little funny, "Do I look like Wu?"

Gojo Satoru: "???"

"Jay, what's the matter with you?!"

Just talk when you talk, how can you still connotate him?

Fu Heisher hardly looked at these two guys, folded his hands on his chest, "If you want to fight, get out and fight." To avoid causing damage to his house again.

The two fell silent immediately.

At this time, Fu Heihui came back, just opened the door and walked in, and saw the bustling living room, paused for a moment, then calmly changed into indoor slippers.

This kind of thing often happened a few years ago, and since my sister went on a business trip overseas, the two teachers are busy with tasks, so they only occasionally find time to come up to disturb.

This atmosphere is really nostalgic.

"Hui, I bought the cake and it's in the refrigerator." Seeing her younger brother coming back, Fuku Nami immediately stopped talking with Iunichi, raised her head and said to him, "Let's eat after dinner."

Fu Heihui nodded lightly: "Okay."

cake? !

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru's ears perked up instantly, and he immediately stood up and walked into the kitchen, and no one in the living room cared about his whereabouts.

In the kitchen, the twin sisters are washing vegetables, chopping vegetables and meat in an orderly manner, while Xia Youjie only needs to be in charge of frying vegetables.

Seeing Gojo Satoru suddenly appear in the kitchen, the two sisters were stunned.

Nanako asked curiously, "Teacher Wutiao, what's wrong with you?"

Although Gojo Satoru can also cook, he has never been very good at walking into the kitchen. When he appeared, the two sisters were slightly surprised for a few seconds.

Xia Youjie, who knew his best friend's character well, didn't bother to turn his head, and comforted the two sisters, "Don't worry about him, he's probably looking for something to eat."

"Shh - I'll trouble you to keep this matter a secret~" Gojo Satoru opened the refrigerator with a smile on his face, and took out the cake box that Fukuro Nami bought for Fukuro Megumi.

A small cake box is not big, and when opened, it reveals a small cake that is only the size of a palm and has an exquisite shape.

Wujo Wutiao swallowed his saliva, and Xia Youjie behind saw this scene, frowned, and sighed helplessly, reminding him: "Wu, Nami bought this for Kei, if you eat it, you will probably get angry she."

These two people have just ended the Cold War period, so Wujo Satoru is so eager to continue courting death?

For a while, he also didn't understand the thoughts of a good friend.

Is this really a way to chase girls?Isn't he really creating a crematorium for chasing his wife?

"Jie, you're thinking too much, I just want to take a look." Wujo Wu calmly closed the box, and just when he was about to put it back into the refrigerator, Fu Heihui suddenly appeared at the kitchen door.

"........."

You two look at me, I look at you.

"Hui, do you want to eat cake?" Wujo Wugao raised the cake box in his hand and shook it, discussing, "Why don't teachers invite you to eat something more delicious?"

Fu Heihui: "..."

He didn't understand what Teacher Wutiao was thinking, but he would never give up the cake his sister bought him, even if it was a teacher he respected.

Fu Heihui stepped forward to snatch the cake box, tightly protected the cake box in his arms, and looked at him warily, "No, I'll just eat the cake my sister bought."

Sensing Gojo Satoru's staring eyes, Fu Heihui felt that she had to eat it immediately, lest there would be only one cake box left after a while.

Gojo Gojo raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his lips, he went up and hooked his shoulders, "Hui, really don't think about it? The cake bought by the teacher will definitely taste better than this—"

"..." Fuguro Hui frowned, and just when she was about to say no again, Fukuro Nami who was chatting about the latest fashions with Iriko suddenly raised her head.

"Gojo Satoru, what do you want to do to my brother?!"

Gojo Satoru immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "There's nothing to do, Nami, don't worry, I won't bully your brother."

"?"

Grabbing food is considered bullying, right?

Fu Heihui pursed her lips, turned around and made a small report to her sister, "Sister, Teacher Wutiao is just about to snatch me—!"

Before he finished speaking, a big hand stretched out from behind to cover his mouth, and the remaining words came to an abrupt end.

However, Fuguminami already roughly understood what her brother meant.She narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at Gojo Satoru unkindly, "Huh? Would you buy it yourself if you want to eat?" The tone of her voice was slightly raised, hiding a sense of danger.

Gojo Satoru blinked his eyes, changed the subject, and complained, "Nami is biased and only bought it for Kei."

"........."

The air suddenly fell silent.

Fu Heisher was keenly aware that something was wrong with this kid, and fixed his eyes on him, but it was a pity that Gojo Satoru would only look at his daughter if he didn't notice it.

"........."

The old father's alarm bell suddenly sounded.

He frowned, maybe next time Gojo Satoru had to be forbidden from stepping into the gate of Fuhei's house.

"What kind of peaches are you thinking about?" Fuguminami twitched the corners of his mouth, without giving Gojo Satoru any face, and said angrily, "If you want to eat, buy it yourself."

"After all, the food Nami buys will always be sweet—"

pat-

A certain line of reason in the old father broke instantly.