It turned out that the ex was a big boss

Zenyuan Naozai has the same attitude as Zenyuan Haruka towards the patriarch and non-patriarch.

He didn't care about the fuss, he didn't even think what would happen if Zenyuan Qinger and Gojo Wu were together, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with sending Zenyuan Haruka over like a cargo.

He smacked his lips, and he didn't think there was any problem with him wanting that woman just now and sending this woman out now, and he didn't even think that he was going to give it away—the couple whose sexual orientation was male on the surface— —Send a woman to Qing Er in the Buddhist monastery, what will be the reaction of the two.

After all, it doesn't affect him, he is the son of the eldest son, the next head of the family!Also awakened a very powerful technique!

What is Zenyuan Qinger?He is just an outsider who has been away from home for many years.

Zenyuan Naoya thought for a while, and then thought about the short information about the new colorless king named 'Watanabe Qinger', he let out a 'tch', turned around and left.

Want to see Qinger, a Buddhist temple?What bullshit?He sent the woman there already to give face to this colorless king who didn't know how many years he would be!

In terms of status, he is nobler than them?

Even if they are all cousins, he is a legitimate son!

In particular, Naoya, the first-level sorcerer, Zenyuan, left cursingly. He pretended to go out to complete the task of making friends, but he was actually shopping.

"Chanyuan Qinger is as annoying as Gojo Satoru!"

Almost the same color scheme, the same blue eyes and silver-white hair, and the same height, and the same Zenyuan Zhipi people can all overwhelm Zenyuan Naoya, and it is only natural that he will feel disgusted.

*

Same hair color and eye color, same height, very similar to Gojo Satoru, so it's normal to be close to him.

Fukurotsu Miki and Fukurohui are very close to Watanabe Haru, but when he said that sentence, both of them were a little confused.

Fu Heihui was shocked: "What?"

uncle?Does that bastard dad have a younger brother?So the bastard father hasn't come back for so many years, let his brother come back to see? ? ?

... Isn't that also from the Chanyuan family?

Fukurotsu Miki was stunned for a moment, but her acceptance was very high: "Eh? Uncle...that is to say, Mr. Watanabe is...that, um...Mr. Shier's younger brother?"

I guess she was also in a dilemma, so she chose a title like 'Mr. Shi'er' for a long time.

"It's true in terms of blood." Haru Watanabe rubbed his forehead with a headache, "Don't call him 'Mr. Shi'er, he's just a rotten person."

Gojo Satoru didn't hold back: "Pfft."

Fukurotsu Miki: "...Eh, okay."

Fu Heihui glanced at Watanabe Haru's face.

No wonder it feels familiar, I have a similar face to his, and I can imagine what my father looks like.

Watanabe Haru looked at him: "If you have any questions, you can ask them now."

Fu Heihui didn't want to ask his father, and he also thought he was a bad person, so he said the thought that flashed in his mind: "Although this is a bit impolite, but..."

Watanabe Haru smiled: "Huh?"

Gojo Satoru's eyes glanced under the sunglasses, and he almost couldn't help laughing again.

His six eyes could see all the expressions on Hui's face.

Sure enough, Fu Heihui asked: "...Uncle, did you also change your surname after getting married?"

Gojo Satoru saw Watanabe Haru's dumbfounded expression, let go of his hand covering his mouth in satisfaction, and let out a hilarious voice: "Hahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Tsumiji felt that pressing Fu Heihui's shoulder made him bow his head to apologize, and bowed his head first: "I'm very sorry!"

Fu Heihui also repeated carefully: "I'm very sorry!"

"Don't worry, this guy has a good temper, but many people want to follow him." Gojo Satoru blinked and said with a smile.

Yes, don't worry about offending, because he is the closest person to them now, he is their nominal uncle, Haru Watanabe.

Watanabe Haru said: "I have never been married, and of course I have never married."

Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his mouth high.

Watanabe Haru said again: "Satoru is my fourth boyfriend."

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Watanabe Haru smiled: "Don't worry, I'm very clean."

Fu Heihui didn't care about this anymore, he asked carefully: "Do you want to take us away?"

Tsumiki also pinched the corner of her skirt nervously.

"No." Haru Watanabe's gentle smile lingered on his face, "If possible, of course I still hope that you can grow up under the protection of Satoru."

"I can't ... shield you from growing up," he said.

Hearing the meaning of the words, Tsumiji felt that there seemed to be something ominous in the words: "Why?"

She is an extremely gentle person, even if she occasionally quarrels with Fu Heihui, it is only because she does not like violence.Maybe it's also because she couldn't do without Hui for a long time, so she didn't want him to suffer even a little bit of harm.

But if the first meeting with my uncle turns out to be the last meeting... She doesn't want that to happen.

Fu Heihui is too sensible, because he has an asshole father, so he matures very quickly. He has a strong tendency to self-destruct. Maybe he hasn't realized it yet, but Gojo Satoru is very clear about this.

At this moment, he also forgot the nervousness just now - he didn't doubt that if he was taken away, he would be taken good care of, because Wu brought it here, he was just a little nervous about being with someone he didn't know - and he looked at Du Bian Qing.

Watanabe Haru continued to explain, and tried to maintain the level that Tsumiki could understand but did not know spells: "My job is more dangerous, and in terms of power, I am not easy to resist my family members, so only Wu Neng can protect me." Stay with you."

Gojo Satoru was very happy: "That's right! This is thanks to the super handsome, invincible, and powerful——"

He suddenly stopped, the sunglasses were pushed up, his blue eyes could be said to be shining brightly: "Who is it? Who is it—"

The serious atmosphere disappeared instantly.

Fu Heihui: "..."

Tsumiki breathed a sigh of relief, she smiled and said, "It's the most powerful Mr. Gojo."

Her tone sounded coaxing, but except for her, the rest of the people knew a lot about the magic world, so they completely acquiesced to this sentence.

Fuguro Hui and Watanabe Haru looked at each other and relaxed.

—Probably because they couldn't imagine why Gojo Satoru could be so powerful yet so unreliable.

The Fuhei siblings didn't ask any questions about Fuheshier, and they haven't mentioned it all the time. It is probably a difficult thing for them to mention.

The union of their two single-parent families only briefly gave them a home.

Like a bubble, it bursts easily.

So no one mentioned why Watanabe Haru came back, but Fu Heisher didn't come back, nor did they mention why Watanabe Haru came only now.

Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers and put on his sunglasses: "Bingo! That's right! If there is anything you want to eat tonight, go out and eat! Teacher Wujo treats you!"

The young girl seemed a little uncomfortable, Watanabe Haru opened her mouth and sent Tsumiki away, because she had better not listen to the rest.

Under Fu Heihui's nervous gaze, Jin Meiji obediently got up and entered the bedroom inside, and closed the door smoothly, leaving them behind.

"I'm sorry, so I will continue to explain now."

The silver-haired man's clear blue eyes seemed to reflect the sky, and he spoke at a moderate speed. He wanted to tell everything, but it was better to start with his identity: "I am Haru Watanabe, a family, no, two The owner of two coffee shops, one is 'Sunny' in Yokohama and the other is 'Polo' in Tokyo."

Although the store in Yokohama has actually been in business for a few days...

Fu Heihui couldn't help but think, it seems that he is quite rich.

"Similarly, I am the new Seventh King Watanabe Seiji, a disciple and retainer of the former Colorless King, one of my clans, it is my junior brother Yatogami Kuro, this year, he is a somewhat Stereotyped teenager.

"There are also two non-human clans. The swords turned into human forms after becoming Fusangshen. Yesterday's big theft of national treasures and royal objects was because of them."

Fu Heihui: Ha...

He couldn't help but glance at Gojo Satoru, but unfortunately, the unreliable dessert monster was wearing sunglasses, so he couldn't see through the dessert monster's eyes.

"My real name is Zenyuan Qing'er." The young man grinned slightly with a mocking smile, "You don't like it very much, Zenyuan."

He didn't want an answer at all, but just because he had someone to confide in, he continued on his own: "The Chanyuan can be regarded as a garbage dump."

"The eldest brother is Shiyi, the second brother is Shier, and the third is Qinger, that is, me. In the monastery, not having mantra power is an original sin, so apart from Jinyi, Shier and I were both bullied and grown up.

"But Shier is bound by heaven and curse, he is very strong, but I am not, so I have to be bullied more, Shier wanted to leave home when he was 13 years old, but in order to teach me who is only five years old, stay more for a while until I could beat that bunch of crap."

Gojo Satoru's eyes flickered, staring at Haru Watanabe, who looked downcast and gloomy.The other party's expression now is very similar to that of Zenyuan Shier eight years ago.

Rather, apart from the hair color, the scar at the corner of the mouth, and his softer outline, he is simply another Chanyuan Shier!

Fu Heihui also pursed his lips tightly.

He suddenly understood why his father was a scumbag.

It all depends on the background of your peers, it turns out that Shi Er is still quite normal, I really blame you!

"Not to mention, anyway, I also left home when I was 13 years old, and I never contacted Jin Yishener again, that's why I found out that he died, and I only found out the news, and I only recently found out about your existence .”

This is to explain that Shier is not a hopeless rotten person, and he didn't deliberately not take care of them.

Fu Heihui was shocked: "Is he actually dead?"

He thought where the bastard father was at ease... No wonder he never appeared again, because he couldn't appear anymore.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand, like a student rushing to answer in class: "Yes!"

Then his voice sank: "—I killed it."

Fu Heihui opened his mouth, and suddenly a feeling of exhaustion surged from his body and mind: "So it's like this..."

I can completely understand why Gojo Satoru took over this hot potato from him, and took it along with Tsumiki to take care of it.

I see--

"Because he wants to kill me and ruin my mission, as a 'return', is this a matter of course?" Gojo Satoru showed a faint smile, and continued to say, "His last words, It’s for me to take care of you later.”

"That's why I'm going to find you two years later," he added.

Watanabe Haru blinked, but she didn't expect this.He sighed: "So that's the case, why did you intervene..."

After all, those are ten kinds of shadow spells. If the Chanyuan family raised Fu Heihui, they would definitely have to confess.

Fu Heihui opened his eyes wide, and his eyes were a little astringent, but he only felt a little bit sad, and he didn't seem to be angry or sad.He touched the position of his heart, and determined that it was probably because the word 'father' was too far away from him.

After all, even the appearance in memory is a bit blurred.

It cannot be said who was at fault for this matter, it was just the result of his character and way of acting.

For money, for his son, and for the mission that can disrupt the magic world—to assassinate the astral body and let Tianyuan continue to evolve—he took on this mission.

Gojo Satoru just happened to take on this task...

Watanabe Haru stretched out her hand and pressed it on the top of the boy's hair: "It's all right now."

The black hair that looked fried was surprisingly soft, like his soft heart.

*

"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang suddenly at this moment.

Watanabe Haru looked at Fukuroe, Fukuroe looked at Gojo Satoru, and Gojo Satoru looked in the direction of the door.

...no one knows who it is.