I'm an undercover agent at the High School of Magic

Ah, Gojo Satoru knows why Xiaohemei's mother refuses to buy her expensive things and restricts her diet.

With this amount of food, if you let it go, the average family can't afford it.

"Isn't it possible?" Xiao Hemei looked at him eagerly, she looked really pitiful and uncute, she didn't know who thought it was someone who abused her.

Gojo Satoru touched her chubby belly, and muttered to himself, "Take it easy for a while, or I'm afraid you'll kill me when you transform back."

……

After watching the animal show for a while, the two went to the playground outside to have fun.

At the beginning, when Xiaohemei was arguing to play games like spinning cups, Gojo Satoru was a little worried that she would throw up after eating too much.

Later, when Xiao Hemei asked to do it again on the roller coaster, he was able to line up without expression.

"Actually, there are more exciting games than roller coasters!"

"?"

He winked at Xiao Hemei with a smirk, "That's an amazing, awesome, and exciting game specially provided by Teacher Wutiao!"

Hearing this, Xiao Hemei took a deep breath and looked at him expectantly.

"It's too arrogant to play now, wait until the evening, I will definitely take you to have a good time at night!"

"Well, I'll be desperately looking forward to it!"

……

Gojo Satoru ran into an acquaintance again when he took Xiao Hemei to play a bumper car for two.

Dr. Yuan Taijia?What kind of devil combination is this? To be reasonable, will this bumper car really not strike?

Gojo Satoru ran into the excited Xiao Hemei without mercy.

Immediately, people turned on their backs, and chickens flew like dogs...

Then he was robbed of an eel meal by the brat on the opposite side.

……

Seeing the two children excitedly waiting for the eel rice in the store, Gojo Gojo Hengdao immediately straddled the seat which was a bit small for him, blowing on the straw boredly, flicking Xiao Hemei's eyebrows while knocking on the table.

"Speaking of which, eel rice can only be said to be a bit expensive, but it's not something ordinary families can't afford."

"Yes, I have eaten eel rice!" Xiao Hemei said happily, raising her chopsticks.

"Huh?" Wutiao Wu heard that he sat upright, hugged Xiaohemei and pinched her little face, "I've eaten it and you're still clamoring for it, you're not good~"

"Because I haven't eaten food from outside." Because her cheeks were pinched, her childish speech became a little slurred, "Mom thinks that food sold outside is expensive and rare."

"Then she went to the vegetable market to buy fresh ones and make them herself?"

"No, she doesn't know how to do it either. The ones you buy directly are ready-made, packed in bags and refrigerated, and you can just heat them up in the microwave. They are much cheaper than those in the store."

Ah this...

Gojo Satoru looked at Xiao Hemei with a little shame and gestured, "The eel in the bag is so big, it can feed three people!"

At this moment, eel rice was served, Xiao Hemei ignored the boiling eel rice, took a bite hastily, and cried.

Gojo Satoru: "I told you not to be in such a hurry, it's going to be hot now... Waiter, waiter, do you have any ice cubes, edible ones?"

Xiao Hemei cried even more when she heard this, she kept sobbing, wiped her tears, and said aloud aggrievedly.

"No, I just discovered that the eel rice outside tastes the same as the bagged eel my mother bought, woohoo..."

Gojo Gojo dug a spoonful of her eel rice with a spoon, chewed the eel rice and commented.

"A playground, what kind of good food do you expect to eat in a place where the traffic is mostly children? It's probably because the food package is heated and served."

He was rather gloating, and patted her on the shoulder.

"Sorry, you probably ate the cooking buns produced by the same factory."

"Whoa whoa whoa-"

……

In order to comfort Xiaohemei's wounded heart, Gojo Satoru was pestered and agreed to eat conveyor belt sushi together.

"You, you should really change your name to He Xiaozhu. If you eat and eat, you will know how to eat." Wu Tiaowu scratched Xiao Hemei's nose with his hands, causing Xiao Hemei to roll her eyes.

"Stare at me, still dare to stare at me, believe it or not, I won't buy it for you?" He grabbed Xiao Hemei's earlobe, with a fierce look like I was a bully.

But Xiao Hemei was no longer afraid of him.

She turned around and embraced Gojo Wu with her small arms and legs, and said in a sticky and sweet nasal voice, "I like big brother the most. Big brother, you are so kind. I will repay you well when I grow up."

Gojo Gojo smiled stupidly, picked up Xiao Hemei, and took advantage of the dark night sky to directly ascend to an altitude of tens of meters in a remote place where no one noticed.

"Wow - big brother is flying!"

Under the reflection of various beautiful neon lights, the Dongdu Aquarium at night is as bright as daytime, colorful and radiant, but that's all.The cheerful and childlike bgm kept reverberating throughout the venue, as well as the family and young couples below who kept raising their smiling faces, forming a fantastic and wonderful picture. The whistling night wind blew On the face, not only did Xiao Hemei not feel cold, but her blood boiled because of the deadly height. This scene that can only happen in the most secret dream appeared so vividly before her eyes, as if she was participating in a competition. Adventure, a trip to another world, with the big brother behind him.

Wujo Wu's refreshing laughter echoed in the night sky. It was obviously a silly way of laughing, but because of this person's excellent voice, people couldn't help but laugh along with him.

"Little Hemei, I don't need to wait so long for you to grow up."

For some reason, Xiao Hemei felt that the big brother's laughter suddenly became a bit mean.

He pressed against Xiao Hemei's ear, and the warm breath made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Soon, you will be able to repay me... Remember your promise~"

……

"Gududu——"

The voice came from Xiao Hemei's stomach.

"Really, are you hungry again?" Gojo Wujo stroked her flat stomach in disbelief, "You ate a big portion of eel rice at night, and you're hungry so quickly."

Xiao Hemei lowered her head in embarrassment, "Well, that... because the taste of the eel rice was disappointing, I didn't eat too much..."

ha?That's not too full?That little chubby guy named Yuantai is exhausted.

But the truth is this, and you can’t make Xiao Hemei hungry just because she eats too much, Wutiaowu patted her little head and asked, “What do you want to eat?”

"I want to eat conveyor belt sushi, the kind that can spin in circles."

Ah this...

"But the revolving sushi restaurants are all closed now..." Gojo Satoru took out his mobile phone to confirm the restaurants he was optimistic about, and nodded, "Yes, that's right, they are all closed."

"Then, all right." Xiao Hemei opened her mouth, and lowered her head in disappointment, as if she wanted to continue to endure.

"However, how can it be so rare for such a thing as closing a store to fail my handsome Wujo?" Wujo Wu stretched out his thumb and gave himself a thumbs up.

Hemei looked at him staringly, "Is it really possible? Won't it cause you any trouble?"

"No, it happens that there are tools at home."

Wujo Gojo nodded while supporting his handsome face, "Yes, I used it to coax Huihui back then, and now it's just a good time to use it as a waste."

"?"

Gojo Satoru picked up the little crane plum and held it high, dancing and laughing like a three-year-old child.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat Gojo Goku version super amazing family conveyor belt sushi~"

……

Gojo Satoru was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the apartment while calling Megumi.

"Hui Hui, long time no see, have you eaten? What did you eat? Did you get into a fight with your classmates..."

"Speak directly." Hui Hui on the other side replied bluntly.

"Hey, Hui Hui, how could you be like this..."

Huihui hung up the phone neatly.

Then, the phone rang again.

Huihui uttered a word to the other end of the phone with unusual indifference.

"Say."

"Do you know where the little train I bought for you was kept?"

"What little train?"

"It's that one, that one...the one that whimpers and spins in circles."

Although Gojo Satoru described it so abstractly, Huihui... Huihui still understood.

Hui Hui frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

"It's on the top of the wardrobe, at the very bottom...why are you looking for it?"

Gojo Satoru's cheerful laughter came from the opposite side.

"It's Xiaohemei, she wants to eat conveyor belt sushi."

"..."

……

Clean the small train, set up the model track, put the new battery into the locomotive, assemble the locomotive and the train carriage, put a small plate on the top of the carriage, and then take out the five sushi gift boxes Wujo bought on the road, Find different kinds of sushi and put them on the plate one by one, turn on the switch on the locomotive, and the little train starts to move along with the music with a strong Showa style, slowly turning around the model track.

"Dangdangdangdangdang, look, this is Wujou version of the super amazing family revolving sushi!!!"

"You said this is conveyor belt sushi?" Xiao Hemei asked incredulously, pointing at the slow train.

"Yes, although it is a bit crude, but look at the speed, the music, and the toys that are more expensive than the conveyor belt sushi restaurant... It can't be said that they are exactly the same, but mine is stronger."

With that said, Gojo Satoru sat down, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a big piece when the plate in the carriage was turned in front of him.

While eating, he kept talking from time to time, muttering, "You have to wait for the sushi to be turned in front of you before you can pick it up, so that there is a sense of ritual."

He ate one after another, suddenly feeling wrong.

The plate in front of me was still full.

Looking again, Hemei was eating sushi with Wujo Wu's big sushi gift bag next to her, refilling sushi for Wujo Wu's little train while eating.

The chopsticks in Gojo Satoru's hands stopped involuntarily.

"Tsurume sauce, don't you want to eat conveyor belt sushi? Come on, come on~"

Xiao Hemei snorted noblely and coldly, "You call it conveyor belt sushi?"

"Yes, it can turn, there is sushi, there is music, and there are toys... Is there anything wrong?"

"Why don't you walk around me with a plate?"

"Well, does Hemei Jiang like this? It's not impossible..."

Unbearable, Xiaohemei put down the sushi gift box in her hand, and used a shoulder throw on Gojo Gojo firmly.

Gojo Satoru fell to the wooden floor in a whirl.

Like a silly father, he didn't cry out for pain, but fell on the floor with a smirk and said to Hemei with a smirk, "Hemei Jiang, you managed to fall on me!"

"..."

On the sofa, the packaging of the little train was thrown aside. If you look carefully, you will find that there is a line of clear small characters on the instruction manual.

[The applicable age of this product is three years old. 】

……

In the middle of the night, Gojo Satoru suddenly received a call from Osamu Dazai.

The content is very brief.

"Well, Gojo Satoru, I just came to remind you."

There was an unconcealable smile in Dazai Osamu's voice.

"If Hemei really has a five or six-year-old child, there are other candidates besides me. By coincidence, you also know him."

"?"

"At that time, she happened to be having a hot fight with that Xia Youjie from the Panxing Sect... Ah, am I talking too much?"

"roll."

……

Early the next morning, Gojo Satoru, who hadn't slept well, yawned and took Xiao Hemei's hand to a nearby park.

"I said that there is nothing delicious in the morning, so I can just make do with a bite at home."

"Shut up, people who fooled me with toy trains have no say."

"But there are only a few things you can eat in the morning, bread, stuffed buns, and..."

Um, wait, why does the hand feel a bit wrong, it seems that it has become bigger...

Gojo Satoru, who was still yawning, suddenly froze. He turned his head in slow motion, and saw Dai Hemei, who was wearing ill-fitting clothes, looking at him fiercely.

"I am your daughter?"

Gojo Satoru, who felt that something was wrong, broke out in a cold sweat.

"...I just said it casually."

"You went to the detective agency to spread rumors that you and I have a six or seven-year-old daughter?"

"Ahahaha, there are Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo, they are so smart, they will definitely explain it to you..."

"Then, Gojo Satoru, in front of the reporters, you tricked me with food and said that I abandoned your father and daughter. How do you want to explain this?"

Gojo Satoru laughed heartily.

"Oh, Hemei Jiang, you said it yourself. It's none of my business... Oh, don't hit me, I admit my mistake, I have the wrong wife, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

……

Early in the morning, two journalists who had met at the bakery were looking for material.

From the morning exercisers in the park, I learned that a white-haired man wearing an eyepatch was beaten by a beautiful woman in disheveled clothes. The man was suspected of molesting the woman and was killed instead.

The two reporters ran over excitedly and found something was wrong.

That obscene man whose blindfold was knocked off looks like...

Before they could confirm, the woman rushed over as if seeing a relative when she saw the female reporter.

"Well, you are the reporter who visited the bakery the day before yesterday, aren't you?"

The woman was a little incoherent with excitement, "Well, is the interview with the bakery broadcast? If not, can you cut the scene?"

Just listen to her hoarse cry.

"I'm that Hemei, I'm unmarried, I don't have a daughter, don't listen to this white-haired pervert spreading rumors about me, really—"