Huihui-jun is born, and the child is mine

Although he was very resistant to being hugged by the princesses in public, Fu Heihui no longer had the heart to think about it. He covered his face and buried himself in the chest of Teacher Wutiao until the noisy voices around him gradually faded away, and his tense nerves and confused brain felt a little better. It's getting better.

"There's no one else here, just us."

Gojo Satoru stopped and looked down at the person in his arms.

Fu Heihui huddled into a ball, his face was tightly blocked, and the red tips of his ears fully exposed his current state.

The smile on Wujo Wu's lips grew stronger, and he gently kissed Fu Hei Hui's hair.

When they first met, Fu Heihui was only in the first grade of elementary school, but he was not as naughty as other elementary school students, and he never acted like a baby, looking a little gloomy.

Gojo Satoru felt that childhood should be happy. In order to make Fu Heihui laugh, he often ran to Fu Hei's house, trying to make him happy.

Although Kei seemed reluctant at the time, she did not resist Gojo Satoru's closeness.

However, since entering junior high school, I don't know if it's the rebellious period, Fu Heihui has started to avoid physical contact with Gojo Satoru.

Let Gojo Satoru hug him without any resistance like now, and I can't remember the last time.

"It's okay, Hui." Wujo Gou comforted softly.

Fu Heihui, who finally calmed down, slowly raised his head. There was still a blush on his cheeks, which matched his appearance at this time, which was very cute and attractive.

"Put me down."

They were outside the dressing room backstage, and there was no one around, so Fu Heihui was relieved.

But the embarrassing scene just now still lingered in his mind, and that embarrassment made him restless.

Gojo Satoru naturally understood Fu Heihui's mood at this time. In order to keep him from getting entangled in what happened just now, Gojo Satoru pushed Fu Heihui against the wall at the risk of being violently beaten by Fu Heisher.

"I forced you to change into the clothes, and I forced you to dance the dance. Even this is my handwriting..."

Gojo Satoru was very close, and there was a silent pressure from the place where the bodies touched, and his hand touched the strawberry pattern below, and Fu Heihui was so shocked for a moment that he even forgot the problem he was struggling with.

Fu Heihui hurriedly grabbed Wujo Wu's wrist and glared at him angrily.

"Is it funny to joke like this all the time, Gojo-sensei?"

As Gojo Satoru thought, Fu Heihui's attention and dissatisfaction were all focused on himself.

"Why does Kei think I'm joking?" Gojo Satoru asked with a smile.

"Are you serious about wanting me to wear women's clothing?"

Fu Heihui dug out his clothes from the locker next to him and walked into the dressing room, closing the door angrily.

Gojo Satoru outside the door changed his usual idle expression and rarely showed a serious look. He stood there and said something in a very low voice, no one knew.

Fu Heihui inside the door let out a long breath, suppressed the restlessness in his chest, and tried his best to calm his mood.

Wutiao teacher can always easily disturb his heart, this feeling of being out of control... makes him at a loss and makes him uneasy.

Fu Heihui sighed and then grabbed the corner of the clothes and lifted them up. Just as the clothes covered his sight, he suddenly felt something rushing underneath and propping up the hem of the skirt.

He hastily stretched out his hand to grab it, and touched a big fluffy tail. He was startled, and let go of his hand.

The thing immediately rushed to Fu Heihui's face, and hugged his head with its four claws.

Fu Heihui wanted to tear off the thing that blocked his sight, and made a sound by bumping left and right in the middle of tearing.

Gojo Satoru heard the sound of a collision coming from inside, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with Hui? Are you okay?"

If you open your mouth, maybe you will get stuffed in your mouth, but Fu Heihui didn't respond, and concentrated on tugging at the unknown creature.

After finally tearing off the little guy who didn't know whether it was a cat or a dog, Fu Heihui grabbed the hair on his neck and brought it up to his eyes for a closer look, when the door of the dressing room was suddenly pulled open violently, Gojo Satoru looked flustered rushed in.

The little animal was frightened by Gojo Satoru, and got into Fu Heihui's shirt and scurry back and forth.Gojo Satoru knew that Fu Heihui was ticklish, so he lifted his shirt to grab that guy without hesitation.

Knotabagi, Nagasaki and the others who came to change their clothes just happened to see this scene, and looked at Gojo Satoru and Fukuroi, who was not/tidy in clothes/shirts, in horror.

"Wu, have you finally become a beast?"

Xia Youjie was shocked, but his tone didn't sound surprised at all.

Gojo Satoru grabbed the uniform jacket next to him and put it on Fu Heihui, and held up what he grabbed in front of everyone.

"It's the bestiality."

It was a little orange-gold fox, with its two sharp ears trembling slightly, its big fluffy tail drooping, and its big watery eyes pitifully aiming at Fu Heihui next to it.

"Why is there a fox here?" Knotweed came forward curiously, and poked the little fox's pointed mouth with his finger.

"This is a fox demon."

Fu Heihui finally had a chance to take a closer look at this little guy, and the little fox immediately struggled, trying to break free from Gojo Satoru's hand and fell into Hei Hui's arms.

"It likes Megumi very much, can you accept it as a shikigami?"

Gojo Satoru had confirmed that this guy was not in danger, so he stuffed it into Fu Hei Hui's arms.

"Ah."

Fu Heihui stroked its head tenderly, and the little fox rubbed his cheek with its pointed mouth.

The intimate picture is warm and lovely, very healing.

A certain person is sour, and it is not easy to express it directly.

"That deserves a name." Gojo Satoru also rubbed the little fox's head, and a gleam of light flashed through his eyes behind the sunglasses. "Let's call it Wu Tiao Bao!"

"..."

Fu Heihui and the others cast contemptuous and disgusting glances at Gojo Satoru.

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The author has something to say:

Gojo Satoru: This is Megumin's newborn baby, which means...

Wutiao Satoru: Wutiao has no face, this is your younger brother, called Wutiao Baby, you must protect him well~

Su Nuo: Fuck you, uncle.

Gojo Satoru: Good sir.

Fu Heihui: ...

Fu Heihui: Jade Dog "Hun"

感谢在2021-03-0216:11:10~2021-03-0311:55:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Mo Mengting; 1 bottle of Phibitris;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!