Fall in love with a sea urchin head

Walking in the woods, I obediently leaned on Fu Heihui's back, and it was very cool not to have to walk by myself.

There is leisure to look around.

The leaves in the woods are green, but they are not big trees, and the trunks are almost a little thinner than a person's waist.Occasionally small animals pass by.

I lowered my head and leaned against Fu Heihui's shoulder, the top of my head touched the back of his head, feeling warm.

Face squeezed against his school uniform, I stared at countless trees.

Me: "Hui, did Mr. Wujo say anything about us?"

"..." Fu Heihui paused, "No, what's the matter?"

Me: "Oh, nothing."

It may be that I noticed that I had slid down a certain distance, and when Fu Heihui raised his hand, I went up a little bit, and my back was more stable.

But because I didn't react, when I was pushed up, the gravity made me fall on his back unconsciously.

A squeezing feeling in the chest.

I:"………"

Fu Heihui's hand on my thigh tightened for a moment, and a little bit of my leg meat overflowed from his fingers.

I stayed away silently, as if nothing had happened in my daily life.

Fu Heihui stabilized his mind and recovered from the soft feeling on his back just now. He pursed his lips, recalling something in his dream that he shouldn't have thought of, and his throat was inexplicably dry.

The smooth skin in the hands, without traces of exercise, is as soft as cotton candy.

He tried to recall the topic just now.

Wujo teacher...

Fu Heihui asked: "Did he say something?"

I paused: "No."

Fu Heihui pursed her lips and said nothing, because of a strange guilty conscience, she didn't notice the unusual reaction of the person on her back.

In fact, Mr. Wujo did look for him...

a few days ago.

Fu Heihui sat by the school flower bed, bending over to feed the canned Jade Dog.

"kelp."

He looked up, and the gray-haired boy stood in front of him, looking at Fu Heihui with lowered purple eyes.

"Tuna mayo."

"Senior Goujuan." Fu Heihui looked at the place he was pointing at, and instantly understood, "Is Teacher Wutiao looking for me?"

The dog curly spine nodded slightly: "Salmon salmon."

"I see, thank you Senior Goujuan." Fu Heihui stood up, and Bai Yugou was jumping around him, he lowered his head and stroked it soothingly.

Before Fu Heihui left, he thought of something and turned around: "Senior Goujuan, shouldn't I like Qinghui who can't see the curse spirit?"

"..." Gou Juanji thought for a while, and made a big cross in front of his chest expressionlessly, "Muyuhua."

"But now the curse spirit has human thinking..." Fu Heihui lowered his expression, "This is simply an open weakness, isn't it Senior Goujuan? What would Senior Goujuan do?"

Gou Juanji was stunned, subconsciously assuming what he would do if he had a girlfriend of an ordinary female high school student.

The dog curly spine thought about it carefully.

——Probably we will separate, but if we really like each other, we don’t want to separate.

Fu Heihui saw that the words of "Salmon Tuna" were more than gestures.

I roughly understand what he means.

Fu Heihui lowered his eyes, and after a while, hummed.

"I think so too."

Fu Heihui bid farewell to the dog Juanji, went to the classroom, opened the door, and there was only one person sitting on the stool restlessly shaking, humming a song.

"Teacher Wutiao." Fu Heihui said calmly, closing the door.

"Yo, Megumi." Gojo Satoru waved his hand with a smile, half of his face was covered by an eyepatch, and his lips curled up.

Fu Heihui didn't respond: "What can I do for you, Teacher Wutiao?"

"Hey!" Gojo Gojo stood up from the stool, walked slowly to Fu Heihui, sat on the table, folded his hands, and looked down at him.

Gojo Satoru: "Hui, where's your Black Jade Dog?"

"..." Fu Heihui raised his eyes, his dark blue eyes were dark, and he couldn't see any emotion. After a while, he replied, "Where is Qinghui."

"..." Gojo Gojo tilted his head, his smile unchanged, "Do you know that is a kind of surveillance, Hui?"

Fu Heihui pursed her lips: "..."

"I don't mean to blame you." The knuckles of Wujou's hand bent, and he tapped on the wooden table under him, "I believe your original intention is to protect her."

Gojo Satoru raised his head, moved his neck, and stretched his body, "Well—but now, do you have something more?"

In the silence, looking at the silent Fu Heihui, Gojo Satoru exclaimed: "Male high school student... by the way! The same goes for Mr. Gojo! You are not old!"

Gojo Wujo rubbed his chin: "Although Qinge knows it, it's a tacit consent, but Hui, don't let yourself go too much. Your mentality has changed too much, and Qinge is not a fragile product."

"She is." Fu Heihui spoke at this time, raised his head, his lips were drawn down, his eyes were abnormally certain, and he repeated, "She is."

"..." Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin with a smile.

Hmm... Could it be that Qing'e's injury left Kei too much shadow when she was a child?

I'll just say I'm not good at dealing with this kind of relationship.

Gojo Satoru leaned on the table: "...don't hurt Qinge, the one who regrets is yourself."

"What are you talking about, I will never hurt her."

"Huh? I mean overprotective." Gojo Satoru waved his hands indifferently, "It can be regarded as a kind of injury. The main reason is that Megumin's spirit will become weak, which is not good."

Gojo Satoru didn't think it was a mistake to be overprotective, and he didn't even think it had anything to do with Kuroyuken's matter - if Nanami hadn't insisted on him to mention a few words, he might have just teased Kei as a joke.

Conjurer, what's wrong with protecting ordinary lovers?

It's better than regretting after the lover is injured or even dead, nothing can be overstated, and Qinge has no unwillingness to think about it.

How much Megumi likes it, Gojo Satoru believes that as long as Qinge says no, he will silently put away all bad behaviors, but Qinge sensed it and didn't say anything.

After all, the wishes of lovers are also very important.

Maybe it's because she didn't receive her mother's education since she was a child, and Qinge seems to have no boundaries for the intimate interaction between boyfriend and girlfriend...?But just with her boyfriend, Gojo Satoru didn't care.

Gojo Satoru didn't express his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Those who worry about here and there all day long will become Granny Hui."

Fu Heihui ignored Gojo Satoru's jokes and got used to it.

He lowered his expression and remained silent.

Fu Heihui did occasionally think that it would be great if Kiyoe was his shikigami—this kind of thinking.

Shikigami will always stay within his line of sight.

It's a pity that this is impossible, Kiyoe is human.

Impossible to be by his side all the time.

Agreeing to date is already the biggest surprise, he thought he would be satisfied, but his greed/desire will only get bigger and bigger.

I want her to live, I want to kiss her, I want to hug her, I want her to never shed a drop of blood.

When swallowing their group photo together with blood in his mouth, Fu Heihui seemed to swallow the girl in a trance.

From now on, I will be safe and secure, and will not be exposed to dangerous air again.

...Maybe there was something wrong, himself.

From the moment she liked her, she never took her eyes off Qing Hui, and she was used to worrying since she was a child.

Qing Hui also doesn't know how to take care of herself at all, and wants to go out and live alone.

He had to let Jade Dog drive away all potential dangers around her.

There was a Band-Aid on the middle school, and Fu Heihui would naturally pass by her downstairs and leave without looking aside—in fact, he had already observed it without a trace.

The relationship that I thought was satisfying, is also more and more eager to get closer.

It's like suffering from a disease that the skin craves.

……

Gojo Wujo smiled and said nothing, he didn't feel that Fu Heihui had done something wrong, he was just worried about his mental state, so he focused on the topic of spirituality, and mentioned all the previous ones.

I really can't figure out why Qihai said seriously that he should emphasize the front instead of the back.

Because he believed him, Gojo Satoru said it.

Fu Heihui paused: "I know Mr. Wutiao..."

Gojo Satoru: "Yeah, good to know, don't make me look down on you, Hui."

"……Won't."

Above, the conversation is over.

I fell asleep on Fu Heihui's back.

The squinted eyes were about to close, when suddenly a fruit tree appeared in front of him, bearing heavy fruits.

I remembered the words "Pick and eat fruit trees as you please" written on the sign at the door of the hotel.

Instantly awake, he patted Fu Heihui on the shoulder: "Stop, stop."

Fu Heihui: "?"

He obediently stopped.

I let go of his neck, jumped down, stepped on the dirt, Fu Heihui let go, and turned around: "What's wrong?"

I pointed to the fruit tree: "Picking fruit, a must-have item for going up the mountain!"

Fu Heihui frowned, "You want to climb a tree?"

I was about to say "Yes!" confidently, but when I looked at the fruit tree, which was harder to climb than other trees nearby, I swallowed and gave up.

I feel bad...

So I turned my head and stared at Fu Heihui: "Your school uniform is not easy to get dirty. Me too."

After thinking for a while, "Then you are down here, making me taller and picking the fruit?"

Fu Heihui pondered for a moment and agreed.

……

I thought it was a posture of carrying someone back, but the height is obviously not enough.

It is not realistic for Fu Heihui to hold me all the time.

I:"………"

So why am I sitting on Fu Heihui's shoulder now?

High visibility.

My stomach was against the back of Fu Heihui's head. When I first sat up, I was so scared that I unconsciously pressed my hands on Fu Heihui's face.

Fu Heihui: "...I can't see my eyes."

"Oh." I hurriedly let go of my hand, and instead supported it in the gap between his shoulders.

Fu Heihui pressed his palm on my calf, stabilizing me so that I would not sway from left to right.

It was only when the inner thigh touched his ear that he realized that Fu Heihui's ear was extremely hot.

Fu Heihui said sullenly: "...Hurry up, Qinghui."

"I know, I know." I reached out for the fruit, picked one and threw it on the ground, was caught by the jade dog, and lightly placed on the grass.

Then repeat this action.

When I reached out to pick the fruit, I was still thinking that my stomach would be warmed by Fu Heihui's hair through my clothes, let alone my thighs.

I speed up.

I feel that this posture is weird, but I can't tell what's wrong... Let's end it as soon as possible.

After picking about seven fruits, I patted him and said, "Okay, I'm coming down."

"Oh." His muffled voice.

I moved my legs and jumped down, and first looked down at the fruits I picked: "Go get some for Koizumi and the others...will you eat them?"

I turned my head, startled.

But Fu Heihui didn't notice anything wrong, and asked me, "What's wrong?"

I silently pointed: "...you have a nosebleed."

"...!" Fu Heihui covered his nose, opened his dark blue eyes rare, he frowned and looked away, looking ashamed.

"...It's just getting angry." Fu Heihui said in a muffled voice, without looking at me.

Me: "... Oh."

I handed him a fruit: "cool off."