What bad thoughts can the three fathers have?

Fu Heihui poured a glass of water for everyone, Gojo Wu was afraid that the child would be scalded, so he took the pot to the table by himself.

"How come the kids are so good at cooking recently? I don't have anything to do with it." Gojo Satoru smiled prettily, "Then, I started—"

Fukurotsu Miki and Knotashi Yuhito also happily clapped their hands together and said, "I'm starting——!"

Fu Heihui watched the three of them happily sandwiching meatballs, and felt that he was the outsider.

"So, no one explained to me why the knotweed is here??"

Gojo Satoru picked up Fu Heihui's bowl and spoon, and said, "Don't get entangled in small things, here, let me serve you some meatballs, it's delicious."

"Small things??" Fu Heihui was dumbfounded.

When putting down the bowl, Gojo Satoru whispered in the child's ear: "I would like to hear you explain later, where the filth in your room comes from."

After the man finished speaking, he continued to share food with everyone lively like a normal person.

Dirty?Fu Heihui blinked in confusion: There is no magic spirit in his room, so how can it be filthy.

The recalled memory immediately freezes on the little pet that has been entangled with him before.

— Ugly treasure! ! ! !

Fu Heihui wanted to go to the room to see Choubao, but was about to stand up when Gojo Wu grabbed his shoulders.

"Only filth." Wujo Wu repeated word by word, "Eat first."

Fu Heihui could only give up, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and said guiltyly "I'm starting".

Although, what he cares more about now is the knotweed Youren.

In other words, he cared about the strange and ominous huge spell power that filled his body.

Delicious indeed.The meatballs are tender and smooth, melt in the mouth, delicious, and beautiful in the heart.

Fu Heihui ate dessert all day, and now eating a warm meatball is extremely blissful.

Gojo Satoru said with a satisfied face: "Youren will definitely be a good wife. Hui, hurry up and marry."

Fu Heihui paused with his chopsticks: "? You should be more sober."

Knotabazu Yuhito bowed and shouted, "Thank you teacher for your approval!"

Fu Heihui stood up against the table: "You should also be sober!!"

Fu Heijin Meiji said happily: "So Mr. Huzhang is my sister-in-law?"

Fu Heihui: "???"

What is wrong with me, or the world is wrong; I have subverted the world, or the world has subverted me.

Fu Heihui, the S[-] coefficient gradually increased.

After the meal, after Gojo Gojo's capricious and infinitely recurring rock-paper-scissors, Knotaba Yuhito and Fukurotsu Miki were "accidentally" assigned to the dishwashing team.

Fu Heihui, who tried to join the dishwashing team, was carried back to the room by Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru had already replaced the blindfold with sunglasses, and lightly tapped the table with his finger: "Do you explain first, or shall I explain first?"

Why I'm explaining, you're elaborating, you're using your verbs unfairly.Fu Heihui only dared to complain in his heart, but did not dare to speak.

Gojo Satoru sighed softly, and said, "You can talk about it first, and we'll talk about Hisuhito's matter when he comes."

If it wasn't when he was messing around, Wujo Wu's displeasure would usually be restrained, and the young man's eyes wandered, and finally stopped at the "Dictionary of Mandarin" on the bookshelf.

"Before you fought with a person and wiped out half of Wujo's family. At that time, you said that my household registration was a problem, but I didn't take it to heart." Fu Heihui was halfway through speaking, and suddenly realized that Gojo Wu should know Fu Heisher of.

He paused for a moment, then looked up at the man: "Is that man really my biological father?"

"Yes, Fu Heisher is indeed your biological father." Gojo Satoru admitted frankly.

"Fu Heisher..." Fu Heihui repeated in a murmur.

It was only then that he realized that he still didn't know the name of his biological father even though they had been together for almost a whole day.He didn't ask, and the man didn't say anything.

Why?He clenched the hem of his shirt unhappily.

"So that's how it is. He came here." Gojo Gou leaned back in the chair relaxedly, and raised Erlang's legs, "Then I understand what's going on with this filth."

After finishing speaking, the man looked at the boy with a shaken expression and asked, "How do you feel?"

"He..." Fu Heihui glanced at the t-shirt with a picture of a puppy in the laundry basket, and his mood was inevitably complicated.

He just let it take its course and spent a day with Fu Heisher, and didn't think deeply about it.

When did the sense of hatred and betrayal towards Fuhesher fade away?

Thinking about it now, when Gojo Satoru met him for the first time a year ago, he already wanted to tell him about Fu Heisher, but he interrupted him, saying that he was not interested.

But what is it now?

The boy lowered his eyes uneasily, clenched and loosened his hands, and finally tugged at the corner of the oversized indoor clothes.

Will I be sent away again?Like kicking a football?

Gojo Satoru's voice interrupted his thoughts: "First of all, I don't want to send you there."

"Huh?" The boy raised his head suspiciously, looking at the man with an indifferent expression.

"It's not that I want to say how many material benefits you will get from following me. I think that man will not treat you badly in this regard now." Gojo Satoru rarely showed the disdainful expression of his youth, as if the whole world owed him money. , "I just don't want to send you away, it's a matter of mood."

"In short, it's 'I'm not happy'." The young man shook his legs, then calmed down after a while, and said, "But it still depends on what you think."

Fu Heihui asked him in a low voice: "...will you give me the right to choose?"

Gojo Satoru tore off some of his sunglasses and hung them on the bridge of his nose, revealing his six beautiful eyes: "I will."

The uneasiness in his heart surged like a river, but the young man pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and did not say a word.

— don't leave me.

When the young man grabbed his trousers, Gojo Gojo opened his eyes wide.

After a while, he smiled and rubbed the boy's sea urchin head, and said as softly as possible: "Yes, I see."

The door was opened suddenly, and Yuzu Yuhito jumped into the room happily: "Teacher! I came in, what do you want me to do?"

As he spoke, he knocked on the door twice.

"Thorn-"

Gojo Satoru: "...."

Katsuobu Yuhito walked into the room, hesitated for a moment or closed the door, so as not to be seen by Fukurotsu Miki.

Knotabagi Yuhito said awkwardly: "So can someone explain to me why Fu Hei is tearing up the teacher's pants?"

His calves were chilly, Gojo Satoru put his sunglasses back on, and said expressionlessly, "Youren, you knocked on the door before you came in."

The young man then turned his gaze to the boy with red ears and a stiff figure clutching the tattered trouser legs: "And you, being shy is not this kind of shame."

Fu Heihui glared, and stammered: "Who, who is embarrassing, ashamed!!"

Gojo Satoru: "...."

While sewing, Fu Heihui asked, "So that two-faced Su Nuo is now in the body of the knotweed?"

Knotabagi Yuhito nodded: "Yes. Occasionally he will interrupt suddenly, don't worry about him, he is probably free."

Two-faced Su Nuo opened one eye and said, "You brat, say something else?"

Knotabagi Yuhito pointed to the extra mouth that grew out of his cheek, and said, "Look, it looks like this."

Fu Heihui watched Su Nuo's mouth open wide on both sides without any fluctuations in expression.

"Aww! You bit me!!"

"Die! Brat!!!"

Fu Heihui continued to sew his pants with his head down.

"Hui, in fact, you can just throw it away." Wutiao Wuhao said inhumanely.

"Do you know how much your pants cost?" Fu Heihui continued sewing.

Wujo Wu could be considered to have seized the opportunity, and lightly picked the young man's chin with his fingertips, raising the shiny background: "If it can exchange for your happiness, this little money is fine."

Fu Heihui poked the needle into Gojo Satoru's finger expressionlessly.

The tip of the needle stopped at three millimeters, and it couldn't get any closer. Wujo Wu said happily, "Haha! I can't get it! My spell with no lower limit operates 24 hours a day, just a little bit!"

Fu Heihui's veins bulged.

Gojo Wujo stared at his calf caught in the opponent's shadow: "Hui? Why do I feel that your shadow is eating my calf, an illusion?"

Fu Heihui was speechless: "Tch, the shadow is still too small."

Knotabagi Yuhito was amazed and praised: "It's amazing!! When Fu Hei grows up and becomes a muscular man, the shadow will be much bigger!!"

Fu Heihui's eyes brightened: "That's right!"

Gojo Satoru pulled out his calf, and there was a jade dog hanging on it.

While pulling the dog hook, he said, "? No way~ the teacher doesn't allow it~ You have to learn to use light and magic power, little idiots."

Gojo Satoru forced the jade dog back into the shadow of Fu Heihui, and said: "Although the college does not have an attached primary school, I still plan to let Youruhito transfer to Tokyo. The matter of the two-faced Nuo is not small, and I can't hide it." how long."

Fu Heihui stopped her needlework and asked, "Do you want to hide it from the higher-ups?"

"Yes, it's best to hide it from Yuren's junior high school, or from him to have a certain ability to protect himself. But obviously, this is unrealistic." Gojo Satoru crossed his legs on the chair, and said, "So try to Putting Youruto under my nose can temporarily appease the higher-ups."

"Why do you want to hide it?" Fu Heihui asked, "Since you will be discovered sooner or later, why not tell me in advance?"

"The higher-ups are definitely going to execute Youruto." Gojo Satoru stretched out a finger in each hand, making a martial arts movement, "I need time to wrestle with them."

"Death penalty...?" Fu Heihui looked at Yuzu Yuren, who just scratched his head with a dry smile.

"I've already talked with Yuren, I'm not often at home, after all, I still want you to watch him more." Gojo Satoru said.

"Me?!" Fu Heihui stood up abruptly, in disbelief, "The two-faced Su Nuo is the king of curses, how can I stand it!!"

"Oh, no, no." Wujo Satoru waved his hand.

Gojo Satoru laughed heartlessly: "I want you to watch Youruto and stop picking things up and eating."

Knotweed Youruhito smiled heartily: "Thank you for your advice, Fuhei!"

Fu Heihui:? ? ? ?