Mr. Fu Hei doesn't think so

Zenyuan Shi'er, who has no magic power, was bullied in the Zenyuan's home when he was young, and almost died several times.

After that year, he ran away from home and worked as a bad guy on the black market for several years.

Then I met a woman named Eri.

Natural, pure, innocent, gentle... Anyway, all the most beautiful and lovely words Shi Er can imagine can be applied to the other party.

——Like an optimistic little sun that illuminates his life, which is like a puddle of mud.

It was like a miracle that they fell in love with each other, and finally held hands and got married in a flash.

Eili rejected his proposal to marry, and happily chose to marry a lousy person who has a whole body of flesh and a good-looking face, but his heart is full of emptiness, and he can't find the meaning of life or a home. the existence of this person.

Then she changed her husband's surname, and gave this scarred and lonely big black panther a home, and dreamed of protecting the other's heart full of holes.

She did at one point.

The surname "Chanyuan", which Shier hated so much, became better after "Huili" became "Chanyuan Huili".

Yet she also failed utterly.

After the happiness was broken, the Black Panther, who had a short-lived happiness, once again lost his shelter.

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Perhaps born doomed not worthy of happiness.

Not long after marriage, Huili became pregnant and gave birth to a little boy for him. Then, with the encouragement of his wife, he carefully named the child a name that means "graciousness".

That was Shir's happiest time.

It is also the terrible memory that he can't avoid the most after losing everything.

Huili died of illness when the child was less than two years old, and only Shier was left standing silently in front of his wife's grave with his bewildered son.

Ju Ling Eili seemed to understand something.

——This is a world where there is no [Maling Eri].

She stepped forward, wanting to give Huanjing's husband and son a hug, but it was all in vain.

The scene changed.

Mana Ling Eri's breathing was rapid as he watched the end of the two people he loved the most.

Like an unweaned cat, the child's spell power was weak, and he couldn't even walk stably. His small hands could only hold his father's two fingers, and he was clinging to his only remaining father.

Small and soft.

Yesher can be completely hugged with one hand, and is also a kitten that can be easily injured with one hand.

too small.

Too fragile.

After losing his wife, Shier fell back into the mud at an unimaginable speed.

He resumed his old career and brought the word "bad person" to the extreme. The little favors of their husband and wife in the past were raised with difficulty and casually by the big black panther who once again abandoned his self-esteem and fell to the bottom.

Shi Er was going to the black market to make money, and he couldn't take a child with him, so when he stayed with different women, he didn't hesitate to throw the child to the other woman to take care of for a night.

He didn't care about the almost crying voice of the black-haired green-eyed kitten who couldn't see his father, and the aggrieved and sad expression on his face.

Ju Ling Eili's heart almost broke when he saw it.

She wanted to bring her husband back, and she wanted to comfort her little child.

However, as a bystander, she could do nothing.

Until Hui was almost three years old, Shi Er remarried.

He married into the home of a woman with a daughter, took the woman's surname, and agreed to start a family together.The man made money, and the woman took care of the children. Since then, there was someone to take care of the children, and Shi Er never had to worry about Hui again.

So Shi Er started to stay out at night, not necessarily going home once in a few months, and only paid a fee enough to live for a long time to go back.

It is completely different from the image of "going up to the hall, going down to the kitchen, and taking care of the children" when Eili was still alive.

Hui didn't see his father for several months, no matter whether he was wronged or cried, it was useless, and finally he was forced to accept the fact silently.

Ju Ling Eili looked at her wronged En Hui heartbrokenly, and looked distressed and annoyed at her husband's self-defeating figure, tears fell down.

Then the next second, the screen changed.

Ju Linghuili's distress for her husband was instantly overwhelmed by anger.

She watched in disbelief that Shi'er, who didn't come home at night, invited the Patriarch of the Chanyuan House out, and made a deal with him that Huili couldn't accept.

Shier: [My child has 100% magic power. When he grows up to 5 or 6 years old, he can find out whether he has spells, and then I can give him to you. Of course, it depends on how much you are willing to pay. ]

Shi Erbi drew the numbers: [If it is an ancestral formula, I want eight, and for other formulas, I want seven. ]

The Patriarch of the Chanyuan family raised his eyebrows: [Ha, if it is really the ancestral spells of the Chanyuan family, I will give you ten. ]

Sell ​​children on site.

Juling Eili opened her eyes.

Subsequently.

"Shir——!!!"

Curse Ling Eili let out a furious roar, stretched out his sharp black nails, and angrily rushed over to scratch and scratch at the figure's image.

How dare you fucking sell my son?

How dare you sell my son?

It was still sold to the trash dump of the Chanyuan family! ?

That is our [favor]! !

Curse Ling Huili couldn't understand, she angrily wrote down a note to her husband viciously.

Until she saw that Shier managed to make an extra oath with the head of the Chanyuan family after that——

Taking Fu Heihui's awakening of the [ancestral technique] as a precondition in the future, the Zhipi people of the Chanyuan family will make a will, promising that under this condition, the Zenyuan family will welcome back Fuheihui, the son of Fuheshier. family, make him the next patriarch of the Chanyuan family, and donate all the property to the other party.

If it is not the [ancestral technique], then it is necessary to guarantee Hui's basic standard of living.

——The Chanyuan family may be a hopeless garbage dump, but it is much better to be there with Hui, who has the power of mantra, than to be by my side... At least there is no need to worry about food and clothing.

Fu Heisher, who has nothing, sees himself very clearly. He knows that Hui will never be happy around a rotten person like himself.

So, he's got the best future he can imagine... as much as possible for his kids.

Even after doing all this, he left his son behind.

Completely turned into a scumbag, without self-esteem, buried all the good memories in the bottom of my heart, deliberately forgot the name of Eri and Kei, and lived a mediocre life.

Until the end, he was killed by Wujo Satoru in the astral body mission.

In the previous life, no one would risk their lives to save such a rotten person who has no bottom line.

Perhaps he finally recalled his favor before dying.

At the last moment, the tyrant who made his own life a mess, didn't know what he was thinking, and opened his mouth to hand over his son to the enemy who killed him.

In this way, his life ended in a hurry.

Juling Huili stared stiffly at her husband's corpse, at the other's absurd and short life, and all anger disappeared.

"Shir?"

Kaling Eri's hands were shaking in fear.

In the end, only her child remained.

A small, cute and fragile child like a kitten.

Because he lost his biological parents when he was very young, Kei didn't remember his parents at all when he grew up. After his stepmother disappeared alone, Gojo Satoru picked him up with Tsumiki and brought him up.

His gentle and kind step-sister keeps him upright, his powerful teacher protects him from the hyenas of the conjuration world, and his reliable companion shares thick and thin with him.

The only thing that worried Huili was her child's overly strong sense of self-sacrifice.

And this anxiety has also turned into reality.

Eri watched Kei try to blow himself up several times, watched him almost die several times, watched him risk his life to save his step-sister Tsumiki and the sealed Gojo Satoru after the Battle of Shibuya when he was 15 years old, watched Despair and pain flashed across his face after his failure.

What followed was a full six years of flight.

Juling Eili looked at Hui covered in bruises, exhausted, and Knotweed huddled together like stray cats and dogs.

They supported each other.

Treat each other as the last of all.

then.

In order for the other party to live, Megumi and the curse, who had a sense of self-sacrifice, died together.

Died at 22, younger than his parents.

Then he exchanged his own life for his companions and the hope of this world.

But my child is dead... my child is dead!

Eri groaned.

She doesn't care about other people's lives at all, and she doesn't care about the life or death of this world.

She just wants her children and husband to live well.

"benefit--!!!"

The collapse of Knotaba Yuhito in the illusion was mixed with the despair of Kaling Eri who was a bystander.

The Queen of Shadows put her hands on her face, and her sharp nails scratched out bloody marks, but she didn't know it, she just stared at her child's horrible corpse like a tattered doll, about to The grief that tore her apart made Eili almost cry out for breath.

After she was gone... the people that Eili cherished went to the [End].

In her previous life, the happy life of father and son that she had prayed for had all come to naught after she died of illness.

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Fu Heihui's memory is incomplete.

To be precise, it only stayed before the Battle of Shibuya in the previous life.

Although [Karuizawa Incident] recalled the scene before his death——but he could only deduce from that scene that he and the two-faced Su Nuo died together, and he resurrected someone with the Cullinan Ruibao.

Fu Heihui understood herself.

No matter what the reason is for dying, he will never regret it.

He was already ready to die.

No matter how much regret and reluctance there are, the word "regret" will not appear.

What's more, he already knew that Youren lived to the end, and that everyone in the previous life was well.

So his "death" at that time was not in vain, at least it allowed Youren to live well.

Therefore, if you have to play a matching game with the three conditions of [precious person], [loser] and [fear], under the premise of "most", Fukurotsu Miki may be more suitable.

——Failed to protect her, but let her die for herself, watching her lose her life.

And so is it.

Fu Heihui, who was originally planning to reunite with Shi Er, froze before his body fell to the ground, and then suddenly fell into a hallucination.The [rules] of the illusion were forcibly poured into his mind, and then he saw his missing memory in a haze—the death of his sister Tsumiki after the Battle of Shibuya.

Fu Heihui in the illusion is also fifteen or six years old. He hugged his sister's body, his expression was empty like a lost child, his voice was hoarse, he fell to the ground blankly, his brain was filled with negative emotions , but can't even cry.

When Hui, a bystander, saw this scene, his breathing stopped for a moment, and then the impact of memory made him involuntarily cover his mind.

The memory that had been blank... began to loosen under external stimuli. The defeat in the Battle of Shibuya and the ending of the [Death and Death Tour] held by the culprit, Iso, gave him a headache like a water valve being blown.

however.

"Most" is not the only usage of "one", in some cases, it also means "tied for the first" which cannot be distinguished.

Tsumiki held the most important position in Hui's heart in the previous life, so [Tsumiki's death] was the most fearful and frustrating thing for Fu Heihui, who cherished the other party.

And the [history] that can be paralleled with [Tsu Miki's death] the blow to Fukuroe...

Covering her head, Fu Heihui, who had difficulty concentrating due to the impact of memory, stared blankly at the scene in front of her and began to change.