Mr. Fu Hei doesn't think so

Gojo Satoru said and did it.

The word self-confidence was written all over his face. After he separated from Xia Youjie, he teleported directly to the door of Fu Heihui's dormitory.

Probably because he was too familiar with Fu Heihui, this man who never thought he would be rejected pushed open the door as a matter of course after making up his mind, with a brisk tone, more like "inviting the other party to have dinner together tomorrow" than a confession natural attitude—

"Hui, hurry up and agree to register your marriage with me when you reach your physical age!" Gojo Satoru pushed the door open, then paused, pulled down the blindfold, and blinked: "Huh?"

Fu Heihui sat drowsily on Mo Xuluo's arm, resting on the broad shoulders of a human-shaped god. He felt like a child huddled in an adult's arms. He was frightened by the white-haired man who suddenly barged in. one jump.

Hui was silent, and Wujo Satoru looked at each other in blank dismay.

"..."

Fu Heihui's hair exploded slowly.

He tightened his hand on Moxuluo's shoulder, and an ominous premonition rose from the bottom of his heart.

Gojo Satoru does not belong to the enemy, so Mo Xuluo, who was happy because of the post, did not show hostility to the visitor at first.

But when a certain man said the word "marriage", Mo Xuluo's breath suddenly became fierce. He embraced the tense young man in his arms again, and firmly fixed the eight-handed sword on his right hand. The white-haired man moved toward the door.

Mo Xuluo, who was disturbed by the post, gritted his teeth unhappily, exhaled heavily, and sat cross-legged with a body as strong as Xiaoshan, making this not-so-large dormitory extraordinarily crowded, but it brought a sense of oppression. Also extremely strong.

It's just that Wujo Satoru obviously won't back down because of this.

He is [the strongest].

and so.

Gojo Satoru only slowly covered his mouth after he noticed Fuguro Megumi's stiffness, and purposely spoke in a frightening JK girl's tone full of girlishness, enough to make goosebumps all over the black-haired and green-eyed boy's skin. A handsome and strong adult man over 1.9 meters in appearance is completely inconsistent with the fluffy and soft cute terms:

"Oh, Hui, if you want to hug, you can come to me!" Gojo Satoru leaned forward against the resistance of one person and one shikigami, and his smiling face made people want to punch him: "I'm very busy today. , so you can hug as long as you want, you don’t need to call Mo Xuluo out, isn’t there a ready-made, more handsome, reliable and powerful Mr. Gojo to act like a baby!”

Fu Heihui's ears turned red, and he shouted unhappily with a stinky face:

"Don't say it as if I ordered it, it was Moxuluo who wanted to hug me on his own initiative! It wasn't me who wanted to, and it wasn't me who asked him to hug me!"

I didn't act like a baby with Shikigami!

This is the same as jade dogs who like to stick to themselves. Mo Xuluo just looks a bit cold and reticent, because he is still in human form and the size difference is too big, so he has an illusion.

If you insist on being coquettish, it's Mo Xuluo and I being coquettish!

"I won't laugh at you this time, come on."

"It's all said no!"

Fu Heihui patted Shikigami on the shoulder, and was let down by the reluctant Shikigami. The white-haired man rushed over and messed up his hair in his arms due to the height difference.

Rather than making himself act like a baby, it is better to say that Fu Hei Huisheng, who is being "being" acted like a baby, has nothing to love.

Mo Xuluo felt his fist harden.

The hard eight-handed sword in his hand wanted to chop something very much.

Fugurohui, whose hair was rubbed, took a deep breath. The connection in the spell made him easily calm down the irritable Shikigami again. He thought he was already a mature and steady man, struggled out, and took a few steps back. , looked at the white-haired man in front of him with a disgusted but unexplainable look:

"So, why did you suddenly come here again, where's Youren?" It was obvious that less than two hours had passed since the separation just now.

"...Well, I probably went out." Gojo Satoru turned his gaze suspiciously, he knew that the neighbor boy next door hadn't come back, after all, Liuyan couldn't see the spell power belonging to Knotabagi Yuhito, as for the reason why he didn't come back... …

Probably trying to find a way to become stronger right now.

In order to defeat the Great Demon King Gojo Satoru, to marry the sweetheart of the heart and mind... This kind of thing is completely impossible.

Ah, right.

I'm here to get a head start! !

Wujo Satoru finally returned to the point.

He stepped forward, slammed the young man's shoulders, and tightly looked at him with his miraculous and dreamy blue eyes.

"By the way, Hui, you haven't answered me yet!"

"What?" Fu Heihui tilted his head in confusion, completely forgetting what the other party shouted when he first came in—or he didn't take it seriously at all.

"Don't play dumb, of course it's what I just said, register your marriage with me as soon as your body ages!"

"Japan didn't pass a same-sex marriage law."

"It's okay to go abroad, I will book a ticket to Holland in advance!"

"Really, umm." Fu Heihui nodded perfunctorily, and then said, "But I refuse."

"why!?"

Never expecting to get a refusal answer, Gojo Wu was struck by a bolt from the blue, and only black and white remained.

"Although I don't know who you lost the bet with, you still came up with some game to play tricks on me."

Fu Heihui's eyes were dead, staring at him with an expression of disbelief: "If I fell into your trick because of a strong reaction, I will never be fooled."

"It's not teasing, give me a nod quickly."

"No."

"If you marry me, the Wutiao family's property and my private property will be yours! With a strong and handsome husband like me, you can make money without losing money!"

"What would I want your property for?"

Fu Heihui, who has never had an economic crisis since the return of Eili's mother, was puzzled: "Is this some kind of truth or dare?"

"..."

Gojo Satoru choked.I don't understand why this is the way to go.

Worse than being rejected is probably not being taken seriously at all.

"In short, don't make such jokes anymore. Fortunately, Eri's mother is not here... Mom will be angry, and even Er can't run away when she is angry. I don't want them to take the initiative to attack at this point in time when my mother's existence has just been exposed. Then you made such a big noise that you demolished the school."

Fu Heihui spoke slowly.

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Not long ago, Hui Er's mother sent the cat to Shi Er in her arms.

Because their kitten, Hui No. 3, is about to be vaccinated again.It is not necessary for cats to be vaccinated every year. Generally speaking, it should be vaccinated every 7 to [-] years. The specific vaccination frequency should be determined according to the cat’s breeding environment and individual immunity.

Hui No. [-] is born with a weaker physique, smaller in size than other adult cats, but because of his high spirits and vivaciousness, the doctor at the pet hospital where Hui took the cat for a check-up when he just picked it up did so. It is recommended that he re-vaccinate the cat every three years.

This year happens to be the third year Hui No. [-] has lived in Fuhei's house.

Huiben thought that there would be no assignments or lessons today, because the head teacher Shi Er (at the strong request of her mother) took a day off to rest, and Huiben didn't want to sleep anymore. Huiben planned to take Hui No. [-] to the city in the afternoon. The pet hospital vaccinated, but was rejected by Huili's mother.

Eili's mother was firm: just leave that kind of thing to Shier.

Hui couldn't refute his mother's kindness, so when his mother sent the cat there, he called his father and told him the process of vaccination, and sent him the address of the appointment.

Shi Er muttered: "It doesn't matter if you get vaccinated or not, it's a waste of money, anyway Hui Hui can be saved if he doesn't die."

As a result, Hui was criticized.

"The cat is very patient. The vaccine is to prevent him from getting sick and enduring the pain. The reverse operation is the last guarantee. I don't want my child to get sick one day, and then pretend that nothing happened. It has been in pain for several days before being let down by us. aware!"

"By the way, I'll buy another nutrient cream. Number two's body is relatively weak."

Shi Er clicked, "That cat is just like you, it's fine if it's a picky eater, and it won't grow if it eats it."

Fu Heihui hung up the phone expressionlessly.

Mostly because she was worried about Shier, after Eili's mother delivered the cat, she looked at the cat and the person who disliked each other, and at the cat that was the same as her son, she was extremely worried, and finally went with her.

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Therefore.

Gojo Satoru, who ran to Hui's dormitory enthusiastically and made a speech that shocked the world and wept ghosts and gods, escaped.

Although Gojo Satoru probably didn't think there was any problem with being heard at all.

"What if it's serious?"

"...?"

"What if I mean it?"

Gojo Satoru looked seriously at the young man in front of him with his beautiful blue eyes, his expression was no longer out of tune, it was unexpectedly serious and shocking.

Fu Heihui stared at him blankly, opened his mouth, and was speechless for a while.

He can turn down the jokey and off-kilter Gojo Satoru.

But he had never rejected the serious Gojo Satoru under the gaze of such a pair of blue eyes.

His voice was stuck in his throat, and his mind went blank for a while.

Sure enough, it's still... no, right?

After all, is there any point in that?About getting married.

Why on earth did such an idea suddenly pop up?

To be honest, Fu Heihui never thought about it, and never thought that he would hear this word from Wujo Wu.

The former is because he has no idea about it, and the latter—to be honest, he can't imagine Gojo Satoru getting married.

Kei subconsciously wanted to take a step back.

It has gradually evolved from being calm as a joke at the beginning to being overwhelmed and wanting to run away.

Isn't today the first of April?

"Sure enough...reject, uh, refuse, right?"

The other party's expression changed instantly.

"So, don't make such a joke..."

Fu Heihui's voice became smaller and smaller.

Just when the man is about to say something, asking why and what he thinks.

Fortunately, something happened - at least Fu Heihui breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hui? Teacher Wujo?"

Knotweed Yuhito, who was covered in sweat, tilted his head, looked around the open door, and looked at the two people in the dormitory with warm brown eyes.

"Youren!" Fu Heihui walked over quickly, typically changing the subject, "Have you gone to training?"

"Ah, yes." Knotweed nodded, scratching his head, and replied.

"ended?"

"Not yet, I'll come back and get something."

"It's hard work."

Knotweed Yuren paused for a moment, then raised a cheerful smile, and looked at him seriously with warm brown eyes: "Well, because I have to defeat Mr. Wujo, it will be bad if I don't work hard."

"……what?"

Fu Heihui, who just wanted to change the topic, went down again.

what happened.

Both of these are getting weird.

What the hell were you talking about just now?

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The strange Gojo Satoru temporarily disappeared after that day passed.

Although the other party snatched Fu Heisher's class and met a lot more times, he was occasionally instructed several times by himself on the grounds that "the physical skill is too weak, so he was attacked by surprise", which caused him to be occupied [ Targeted intensive training arrangements for Hui, who is weak and fragile] During the execution time, Shi Er had a violent quarrel with the other party for several rounds...but at least Fu Heihui didn't hear that question again from the other party's mouth.

I couldn't help but think happily and annoyed——ah, Mr. Wutiao is really playing tricks on me again.

Damn, I was really scared at that time, my expression must be very funny.

Fu Heihui was worried about it, and used the triangle lock technique in jujitsu during training, relying on the strength of his legs and hands to clasp Wutiaowu's head with a lot of strength.

revenge!

But he didn't bother for too long.

late may.

In the evening, there was a knock on the door of Fu Heihui's dormitory.

Knotabazu Yuhito opened his warm brown eyes, earnestly, apprehensively, with an uneasy and determined mood, looking at the young man in front of him.

"Sorry, Hui, did I bother you?"

"No, that's not true." Fu Heihui tilted his head: "What's the matter?"

"Yes, there are very important things." The boy raised his smile, wiped the sweat from his palms on his pants because of nervousness, and said loudly, "Excuse me, can I ask you out to play this weekend?" ?"

"Eh?"