What bad thoughts can the three fathers have?

A pen, a night, a miracle, a corpse (x).

In the end, Yuzu Yujin really finished her homework in tears.

Fu Heihui warmed up a glass of milk for him distressedly: "I told you a long time ago, didn't I?"

Yuzu Yuhito picked up the mug, shaking his hands so much that the milk was about to be spilled: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-oorea... ”"

Fu Heihui carefully put away the other party's homework to prevent it from being soaked in milk and all previous efforts being wasted.

He hesitated and said, "Well, knotweed, actually..."

Seeing Fukui Hui's cautious look, the alarm immediately sounded in the mind of Yuzu Yuhito: "Don't, don't!! Don't tell me that there is more! My heart will not be able to hold it!! I beg you, Fuhei! !"

Amid Gojo Satoru's happy laughter and ruthless shutter, Fuheihui sighed: "Actually, Teacher Gojo was afraid that you would not be able to finish writing, so he adjusted all the calendars and watches at home, including your mobile phone, one day ahead. .”

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh' than what do you mean?"

Fu Heihui paused every word with a smile: "That's right, there is one day left in your summer vacation. Do you understand?"

Gojo Satoru pressed the video button, held a small salute with one hand, bit the rope with his mouth and pulled it, and there was a "bang" sound of colored paper splashing all over the place: "Congratulations Youruhito——!! Come on, do you want to shout that the teacher is a genius? Praise me, praise me!"

Yuzu Yujin blinked, and gradually turned into a black and white original painting, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Fu Heihui rushed forward in a hurry: "Knotweed—!"

Gojo Satoru laughed so hard that the branches trembled: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Fu Heihui shouted while pinching people: "Stop recording?! Save people?!"

Kunzhang Yuren stared blankly into the distance, his pupils dilated, and said, "How should I put it, because I was too frightened, I couldn't feel the slightest happiness."

Fu Heihui comforted: "You really finished your homework, don't be afraid."

Knotabazu Yujin's eyes were red: "What to do, I dare not blink. I am afraid that if I open my eyes again, I will be lying on the blank homework book, which happens to be the time when the school bell rings."

Fu Heihui was extremely helpless: "No way..."

Knotaba Yuhito's eyelids began to tremble: "My eyes are so sore. Can I really blink? If I blink again, will I see grandpa asking me to go to school? And my homework is blank lying in the backpack?"

"Hey." Fu Heihui sighed, and tugged Wu Tiao Wu's pants, "Teacher Wu Tiao, you can figure it out yourself, and you've got him out of ptsd."

"Huh? Leave it to me." Gojo Satoru closed the phone, got down from the sofa, squatted down close to Yuzu Yuhito, and blew lightly into the other's eyes.

Knotaba Yuhito covered his eyes in grief: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh conditioned reflex closed eyes—"

Gojo Gojo Asafuguro Hui gave a thumbs up: "Look, stimulation therapy."

Fu Heihui choked speechlessly: "...what a hatred."

"I have a task for you today." Gojo Satoru took a paper bag, which contained a brand-new photo album and a thick stack of photos, "Sorting out the photos!!"

Fu Heihui interrupted: "Why do you always like to bring your own sound effects recently?"

Gojo Wuli said bluntly: "Isn't it because you don't add sound effects to me? I can only be self-sufficient."

It's a bit embarrassing at first.

Fu Heihui: Good guy, blame me?

"When did you edit the photos?" Yuzuki Yujin took out a dozen thick photos and sighed, "So many photos??"

"That person is always very careful in strange places." Fu Heihui opened the photo album and said, "It should be because you are leaving, and I want to give it to you as a souvenir."

Yuzu Yujin rubbed his nose and smiled: "It's not like I can't see you anymore."

"That person is unexpectedly interested in youth, childhood, and so on." Fu Heihui took the photos and spread them on the ground one by one, "I can't tell. He likes to take pictures, especially everyday things. .”

Yuzu Yuhito picked up a photo casually, and Gojo Satoru had written the date on the back with an oil-based pen: "Why don't you buy a camera? The picture quality is not very good with a mobile phone."

"I use my mobile phone because I can look at it at any time. It's good when I'm on a business trip or anytime." Fu Heihui paused, then scanned the photos around him, "He hasn't washed it before, why not at least I haven't been asked to sort out the photos. So I suspect that I just want to keep you as a souvenir, you see, these photos are all after you came. "

Knotabagi Yuhito put down the photo and murmured, "It's true."

Fu Heihui picked up a photo, which was a selfie that Gojo Satoru took next to them while they were sleeping: "The heir of Six Eyes has been under the pressure of the Gojo family since he was a child, and I don't think he is pissed about the Yusanjia's urination. What kind of normal childhood can he have. Could it be because of this... I think he is still quite nostalgic, although he won't say it."

Fu Heihui was sorting out the photos while talking about Gojo Satoru, and Knotaba Yuhito listened quietly, then suddenly chuckled and said, "I'm a little envious."

Being interrupted by the other party, Fu Heihui paused, and asked inexplicably, "Huh? What are you envious of?"

"I'm envious of you and Mr. Wutiao. You know everything." Hirohito Hiroshi picked up another photo, which was a sneak shot of them staying up all night in a pillow fight. The same is true for Mr. Wujo, who knows many things about you, perhaps more than you know yourself."

"Hey, that's why I'm very envious." He paused, looking straight into the emerald green eyes of the other party, "Because you don't like to talk about yourself."

Fu Heihui was stunned for a while, then said, "There's nothing to say."

"Yes, there are many. What you think about, what you have done, what you want to do next, even trivial things, you can do anything." Knotabazu Yujin scratched his head with a smile, and said embarrassedly, " We are friends, I think it's normal to know a little more."

The boy looked at Fu Heihui again, and the other party's clear pupils reflected his figure like a lake.

He knew that the other party had listened, so he chose to add another sentence.

"If Fu Hei doesn't want to tell me anything, I will be very lonely." He said.

The photo album was indeed for Yuzu Yuhito, and Gojo Satoru even happily stuffed his own signature into it.

Fu Heihui complained, "Why did you stuff him with this?"

Gojo Satoru was not happy when he heard it, and slapped the table loudly: "This is the strongest autograph of human beings! Do you know that you have to get close to the water first? You have earned a lot of money!"

Fu Heihui put together the album and handed it to Hu Zhang Youren, and said in agreement: "Okay, good, good, stop taking pictures."

Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin in a complicated mood: "Hui, why do I feel that you have become more and more good at perfunctory me recently?"

While Fu Heihui was checking whether the luggage was packed and whether the homework was left behind, Fu Heihui said in a perfunctory manner without turning his head: "Illusion."

Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment, took out his phone and took a picture, hesitantly said: "...Hui, do you know, you are like his mother now."

Fu Heihui: "? Don't want a male mother."

"Then wife?" Before he finished speaking, the pillow slammed against Wujou and fell onto Gojo Wu's lap.He hugged the pillow and lay down on the ground, rolling around in boredom.

Fukurotsu Miki knocked on the door and whispered to Gojo Satoru, "Teacher Gojo, call."

"Huh?" Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows and sat up, "Landline?"

Fukurotsu Miki nodded: "Yes."

"I'll go right away." Gojo Satoru stood up, patted the girl on the head, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Gojo Satoru walked out of the room, his eyes behind the sunglasses suddenly turned cold, and the laughter of the children in the room behind him could be faintly heard.

He purposely avoided the phone in the small living room, walked out for a while and answered the extension phone in Yuanlang, and said, "Hello? Are you disgusting?"

"Pay attention to your words, Gojo Satoru." A man's voice came from the other side of the phone, "I'm Atsushi Uesaki from the window."

"I guess so. Instead of calling my mobile phone, what's the point of calling Wujo's landline?" There was no one around, and Gojo Satoru didn't bother to maintain a smile on his face, and whispered, "Are you provoking or threatening?"

"Be sure to show yourself, don't be so aggressive, I won't do anything to your child." Uesaki Atsushi sighed, and said, "Let's talk about the conclusion first, your application for a high school post has been passed, but there is one condition— - After four years of tenure. Do you understand the meaning of these four years? The upper management wants to test your loyalty."

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes dangerously, but did not speak.

"This is already the shortest time that Noctuma and I can get for you." Atsushi Uesaki said, "But you are exempted from the need for teaching resources. As long as you have completed four years, you can directly start working. However, you probably don't have How much time can I spend with the children? Do you accept this condition?"

Gojo Satoru tightened his grip on the receiver, and sighed inaudibly: "...I accept."

"..." Uesaki Atsushi didn't seem to expect that he would accept the conditions so obediently, he hesitated, "Why do you want to be a teacher of a high school so much?"

Gojo Satoru sneered after hearing this: "Why, is the personal statement of my resume not clear enough?"

Uesaki Atsushi said: "I want to hear the truth."

"Truth." Wujo Wu lowered his head and saw Jade Dog rubbing his calf flatteringly, and replied with a smile, "Everything you see is 'truth'. I know the news, bye. "

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, knelt down and rubbed Yugou's head, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, are you afraid I'll get lost?"

Then he took off the paper hanging from the jade dog, which read: buy some green onions, I want the green onions in the city, thank you.

Gojo Satoru:?What's the matter, the green onions in the urban area are more expensive?

Gojo Satoru naturally wouldn't be obedient, but Yugou kept following him.He naturally understood that the children wanted to drive him away, so he obediently went to buy green onions.

——How is this possible?

Gojo Satoru flashed up on the spot and asked Jade Dog to follow him, and then quickly went into the store closest to home, and bought two onions that he grabbed at the fastest speed. Wujojia quietly watched the movement of the children in the living room.

At this time, the jade dog was grievously rubbing against Fu Heihui, the boy scratched its chin and said, "It's okay."

Heh, it's been a long time since I've been so excited.Gojo Satoru thought proudly, and shrank back, avoiding Fu Heihui's sweeping sight.

While making a small flag with a toothpick, Yuzu Yuhito wondered, "Does this really make him happy?"

"Yes." Fu Heihui replied while cutting the vegetables.

"Then I'll start frying rice first." Fukurotsu Miki said and took out the frying pan, which was snatched by Yuzu Yujin.

"Sister, let's make a small flag, I'm not very good at handicrafts." Knotabagi Yujin said and turned on the fire, "I'm still very good at frying rice!"

Fukurotsu Miki glanced at the very delicate flag, and accepted the boy's kindness with a smile: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

Only then did Wujo Satoru realize helplessly that the children wanted to give him a gift.

His position just happened to be able to see the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window dyeing the sky red, so he sat there quietly, turning the limp green onions thoughtfully, until the children prepared for him and planted small flags. Omurice.

"Then I'm leaving—" Yuzu Yujin sat in the car, lay obediently on the back seat window and waved to the Fuhei siblings.

"Thank you." Gojo Satoru leaned on the co-pilot's window and said to Nanami Taketo, the main driver.

Jianren Qihai said: "It's nothing, I just happened to be on a business trip. I came to help because Mr. Huzhang is a good boy, and it's not convenient for you to send him off."

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "I know, I know, I'm in trouble."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the side of the knotweed Yuren, rubbed the boy's short hair: "I will pick you up next vacation."

The boy squinted his eyes, rubbed the man's hand, and said obediently: "Okay—"

"Goodbye then——" Knotabagi Yujin fastened his seat belt and raised his voice, "See you next year!"

Fu Heihui nodded, waved and said, "Be careful on the road."

Fu Heijin Miki reluctantly said: "Speak more in the group!"

Knotabagi Youruto smiled and said, "Okay!"

Nanami Jianren then slowly stepped on the accelerator, and slowly drove towards Miyagi with the knotweed Yuhito.