My breeder is the strongest

Knotaba Yuhito was carrying big and small shopping bags, and when he followed Gojo Satoru into a taxi, he realized that the direction was not right.

"Aren't we going back to the high school?"

"Yes." Gojo Satoru said cheerfully, "I'm giving you a holiday for these two days, isn't it very touching~"

Knotaba Yuhito put down his shopping bag and glanced at his phone.

Today is Saturday, tomorrow is Sunday.

Knotweed Yuren: "..."

It's really touching.

Are you sure it's a vacation and not overtime?

Chengcheng in Setagaya District is one of the two famous villa districts in Tokyo.

It's been so long since I've been in Tokyo, and I've been circling around Shibuya Shinjuku, where curses gather.

"It's so big—is this the teacher's house!?"

Pure white exterior walls, a whole side of floor-to-ceiling windows, light blue curtains, white parasols and wooden lattice picnic tables and chairs are placed on the manicured lawn, there are even two garages, and the roller blinds are the same pure White.

Knotweed Youruhito's starry eyes jumped left and right.

"Whoa - whoa -!! But why is it all white?"

"Well, I chose it for a long time." Gojo Satoru pressed the fingerprint recognition door lock, and the door opened automatically, "Maybe it's because he likes me so much~"

Knotweed Yuren: "..."

There are too many slots to talk about.

The living room as soon as you enter the door is a toy area surrounded by a fence, covered with fluffy carpets, full of messy cardboard boxes and dolls, Gojo Satoru puts Wujojiu in the fence, and the kitty goes to zip his clothes.

While pulling, he muttered, "Enlightenment..."

want to undress.

"...No." Wujo Wu quickly pulled him to the top, with his collar covering his chin.

Liang Jingjing’s aggrieved and aggrieved eyes came from in front of him——

Master Wutiao paused.

He turned around and pushed the knotweed and the person with the shopping bag to the kitchen, closed the door, and the knotweed Yuren was released again. The child in the enclosure wearing a bee has changed into a long loose T-shirt, with his tail and ears exposed, leaning against the A teddy bear doll three times taller than him, biting a baby bottle.

A sharp little canine tooth was exposed.

Gojojiu noticed the sight of Knotabagi Yujin, let go of the pacifier, stood up unsteadily, and handed him the bottle over the railing.

With a flick of the tail, he asked sincerely, "Youren, do you want a drink?"

Yuzu Yuhito covered his chest, feeling his whole body softened, "No...thank you."

Senior Wujojiu stretched out his hand to pat the top of his hair consciously, nodded very maturely, and puffed up his chest, "Well, Yuren has one, if you want it, call me, and help you get it."

Knotweed Yuren: ...

Knotweed Yuren:! ! !

He also put his face on the fence, and nodded while pink flowers bloomed in the background, "Mmm, definitely!"

Cute is justice!

Gojo Satoru who came out of the kitchen and saw this scene: "..."

Teacher Wutiao smiled and took his student away quickly. He never regretted the decision to bring him back, and he didn't say anything sour.

"Let's go, Yuren, work."

It turns out that helping is not taking care of the children, but cooking for the children.

That's right, after all, Senior is really too obedient!

"Because next week may be busy, we need to make a week's supplementary food in advance~" Gojo Satoru, who changed into casual clothes, pushed some ingredients to the knotweed, "Then I will leave these to Youruhito."

"I heard from Hui that Yuren's cooking tastes good."

"Oh, it's okay, it's all very simple dishes."

Knotaba Yuhito took the basket and looked at the 1.9-meter man in a cat-head apron who skillfully took out ingredients from the refrigerator—it is really difficult to kill one in one step and beat people in the pile of spells in peacetime When the time comes to contact the teacher who is sure and ruthless.

... Speaking of this, I always feel a dull pain in my body.

Gojo Satoru: "Huh? Why are you always looking at me? It's useless to fall in love with me. It's a pity, teacher, I already have my own heart—"

Knotweed Yuren: "..."

He quickly started to process the ingredients, and interrupted him by the way, "By the way, is senior really the teacher's...boyfriend?"

Obviously it's only a small one.

"Of course... oh." Gojo Gojo paused, realizing what he was asking, "There is a reason why he became like this, but he will be back soon, no problem."

Knotweed Yujin used to live alone, so he was proficient in cooking. The two of them finished processing the ingredients in a short time, no matter how you look at it, it took less than two days.

Is there anything else to do?

"Teacher." Knotweed washed his hands and took out a piece of paper to dry, "Apart from these, what else do you need—"

Before he finished speaking, a white figure flashed in front of his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, the child turned his back to him and stood beside Gojo Satoru.

"Enlightenment." Wu Tiaojiu drooped his ears and pulled his pants listlessly, "It's uncomfortable."

Soon, Knotabagi Yuhito probably understood the reason why Gojo Satoru said to ask for two days off.

"39 degrees!?" Polygonum cuspidatum looked at the number on the thermometer and was at a loss, "How could it be so high all of a sudden?"

The kitty lowered his head and nestled in Gojo Satoru's arms, clutching his clothes tightly with his hands, with an abnormal blush on his face, drooping eyelids, and slowly trying to reply to the knotweed.

"fine."

Gojo Satoru leaned over to touch his forehead, wrapped the child tightly with a quilt, and patted his back lightly.

He sighed, and said quietly, "It would be fine if it's just a fever."

Sure enough, it's not just a fever.

Wujo Wu put the quilt wrapped in Wujojiu and put it back in the bedroom. The child couldn't sleep with his eyes downcast, and he didn't make any noise. With nothing to vomit, he began to restrain himself from coughing softly.

The cat cub lay pitifully beside the bed, Gojo Satoru gently massaged the back of his neck, and talked to the knotweed next to him.

"Youren, the antipyretic stickers are in the medicine cabinet in the living room, take them for me, and get another basin of ice water, the towels are in the bathroom, and there are ice cubes in the refrigerator."

The equipment is well prepared, this should not be the first time.

"Is it true that you don't need to go to the hospital?" Knotabagi Yujin asked nervously as he looked at the cub while he was getting his things ready.

Wujojiu's face was already blushing, and he was curled up on the head of the bed, his hair was wet with sweat, and he didn't have the strength to move, only his hands were instinctively clutching Wujo Wu.

"It's useless, it's like this every year, it's fine in the past." Gojo Wu stroked the kitten's back and gently smoothed the hair, with a rare serious tone, "It's the rejection reaction of the spirit body, the long-standing reversal technique formula should be able to offset, but this time is quite special."

During this period of time, Wujojiu died, so the reaction was particularly strong.

The soul that does not belong to this world is clamoring to return.

The most tiring thing in the world is probably taking care of a sick cub.

It's not the body that's tired, it's the mood.

Yuzu Yujin sat next to him, replacing the melted ice cubes at any time, but other than that, he could only worry silently.

Although Wujojiu is already very good, he doesn't complain even if he has a headache and can't sleep, and he just shed a few drops of physiological tears when he vomits until he can't vomit.

I kept tossing and tossing and tossing until night. Although the fever did not subside, other movements finally subsided a little. The only problem was that the kitten refused to eat any more.

Wujo Wuhuang shook the bottle, squeezed two drops in his hand to test the temperature, and coaxed it to the cat's mouth.

"Come on~ open your mouth for a long time~"

Wujojiu pursed his lips, and pushed out softly with his hands.

How to coax a sick child to eat?

Knotabagi Yuhito saw Gojo Satoru's usual tricks of torturing them.

Method [-]: Surprise method.

Gojo Satoru: "Jiu, see where Jie is!"

As he spoke, he unexpectedly stuffed the pacifier into his mouth.

Maozizi pursed his lips motionlessly, and waited for him to leave before saying weakly, "Wu, Six Eyes..."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Careless.

Method [-]: Reward seduction method.

Gojo Satoru: "Hey, how about eating your favorite egg custard after drinking this complementary food for tonight~ no vegetables, and unlimited today!"

Wujojiu raised his eyelids to look at him, then put them back.

"All, don't eat."

Method [-]: Coercion and temptation.

Gojo Satoru pinched his face, narrowed his eyes, "Jiu——if you keep doing this, I won't like you!"

"The good kids eat well!"

Wujojiu: "..."

This person is really a year and a half old.

The kitty didn't even bother to look at him, so he turned over and gave him a buttock, and swept Young Master Wutiao's face with his tail.

... Gan.

Isn't this completely useless.

Young Master Wutiao rested his chin on the back of the chair decadently, his arms hanging down, dangling loosely.

"It looks like—" After a long while, he stretched his waist, sat up again, and said seriously, "I can only use the trump card!"

"Oh!" Knotabagi Yujin opened his eyes in cooperation, "What's the trump card!?"

Gojo Satoru took out a small round cake wrapped in tinfoil from his pocket, peeled off the package, and inside was a piece of gold coin chocolate.

He broke off the little bit that was almost invisible with his hand - he clasped Wujojiu's chin, and wiped his thumb into his mouth.

After a while, Gojojiu opened his eyes.

Gojo Satoru pushed the bottle over: "Hey, drink milk."

Wujojiu took the bottle slowly and bit it in his mouth.

Knotabagi Yuhito was startled, "What is the reason——"

Halfway through his words, his eyes fell on Gojo Satoru's side face, and he stopped abruptly.

The sky outside the window was already dark, and the skyline lit up with rows of warm-colored lights. Wujo Wujo sat on the edge of the bed with his chin resting on his back, staring intently at the child drinking milk, restraining the indecency that always hangs on his face. It's not as fierce as when you get rid of the curse spirit.

The black eyepatch covered his eyes and expression, so he always felt calm and breezy, but the hand on the ground kept turning a small ball.

So much so that a pit turned out on the floor.

……what.

Yuzu thought.

No kidding, Gojo-sensei.

Talk about "boyfriend".