Mr. Fu Hei doesn't think so

How would a normal 12-year-old junior high school student react like a baby to a man who is nearly two meters tall and has not had much contact or get along with him on the surface in his life?

Especially the man who nearly killed his father once.

Judging from various details, this young boy is very concerned about his biological father's life.

Whatever the conclusion is.

...Anyway, it is definitely not the same as Fu Heihui. Although he was nervous when we met for the first time, he immediately relaxed after getting a verbal assurance that he would not do anything.

As if he thought he wouldn't lie to him about this kind of thing.

Obviously it's just a verbal guarantee, right?

Five Enlightenments.

Even after several contacts, the child would unconsciously show some quite natural trust and familiarity with him.

Weird, right?

To be honest, Fu Heihui is actually not the type who is very good at acting.

Most of his methods of concealing the truth are to hide the truth and purpose under his calm and composed face. He either organizes his words, fabricates lies in a calm tone, and then simply shifts his attention; or he just avoids talking about it.

This is the experience Hui gained when performing tasks in her previous life.

Because it is inevitable to contact ordinary people, in order not to cause panic, when communicating with ordinary people related to curses, it is often necessary to find various excuses as superficial reasons for action.

Fu Heihui has always done a good job, especially in emergency response, which is so good that many adults feel ashamed.

But that doesn't mean he's good at acting.

After all, the difficulty of using short lies to cover up the truth of a certain matter is far less than that of pretending to be unfamiliar with someone whom he dislikes but trusts and knows.

To put himself in the setting of a stranger who doesn't know Wujo Satoru at all, although Fu Heihui worked hard, it's a pity that his acting skills are not so superb.

After all, how can this be concealed without flaws?

In his previous life, he had often seen Gojo Satoru since he was six years old, and he had been with him intermittently for nine years. Certain subconscious habits and attitudes in front of this man could not be changed even if he lived a lifetime.

Being seen by a man with [six eyes] is just a matter of course.

It's just that Gojo Satoru didn't make a sound.

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weekend.

ten in the morning.

Fu Heihui changed into a high-necked base layer, a loose hooded jacket, and light-colored straight-leg pants. After washing his face, he zipped the jacket to the highest position, took his mobile phone key wallet, and walked out with his messenger bag. room door.

Shir was watching TV, and the voice of the Marseille commentator echoed in the living room.

He suddenly noticed that his son was clearly dressed to go out, and his expression froze for a moment.

"Hui, are you going out again this weekend?"

"Ah, today is a day off, right? There is no commission, and I have finished my homework."

Fu Heihui slowly changed shoes at the entrance, "Have you run out of anything at home? I'll go buy it when I get back."

The man with the scar at the corner of his mouth touched his chin, stood up and walked over, tugging at his son's hat who was sitting in the porch.

Fu Heihui followed his strength and raised his head to look at him.

The words "what are you doing" were written all over his face.

"Recently you go out more and more frequently." Shi Er narrowed his eyes, "It's been like this for three consecutive months."

"There's something wrong with the school." Fu Heihui said calmly.

"Dating?" Shi Er didn't listen to his son's explanation at all, he said to himself: "Is it the one from before? It's developing well!"

"I didn't fall in love before [before], can you put normal things in your mind?" Fu Heihui clicked his tongue, patted Kai Shier's hand that was pulling his coat and hat, then put on his shoes and stood up, " I'm 12 years old, so it's normal to have my own relationships."

"When will you bring it back for me to take a look at? Speaking of it, you shouldn't have had such a bad experience, right? Ah, speaking of it, do you know what I mean by that?"

what?

Fu Heihui was full of confusion.

Then I realized it belatedly, and my expression became stiff.

Sex education in Japan is from elementary school to high school. Although different schools have different methods, Megumi Fukuro went to elementary school and middle school twice.

"Remember the safety measures, and be restrained, otherwise it will be bad for your health... Wow, your expression is so cute."

"..." Fu Heihui opened his dead fish eyes with a dead expression on his face.

What the fuck are you talking about to your 12 year old son?

Do you know that you are going to be caught and locked up for ideological education?

Kicking the opponent hard, pursing his lips, the flushed Hui raised his head for a long time and shouted back loudly:

"Shut up, you stupid dad with a load of crap and a total disqualification—"

He turned his head angrily and wanted to go out.

Shi Er who was kicked had an expression on his face that raising a child is really difficult.

"Hmm...? Hey, Kei, wait a minute."

Fu Heihui paused, turned his head with a fierce expression, "What are you doing? If you talk nonsense, I'll beat you up!"

Shi Er raised his hands in surrender, "I just want to ask where Hui No. [-] is."

Hui No. [-]?

Fu Hei Hui paused, his eyes slowly moved from the room.

No cat was seen.

This is basically impossible, every time Hui wants to go out, Hui No. [-] will be like a bad kid who doesn't let his parents go to work, screaming pitifully in a drawn-out voice, and then sticking to Fu Heihui's legs and turning around stop.

At the very least, you have to touch, hug and kiss before you can reluctantly give up.

Didn't see the cat when I went out today?

Fu Heihui walked in slowly, closed the door, then lowered his head hesitantly, touched his pocket, and touched his hat.

No.

Then his eyes moved to his black messenger bag.

"mum--"

Relying on a protective color and a petite and light body, Hui pinched the back of the neck and pulled out the small coal ball lying in the bag, pretending to be dead.

It made a pitiful scream, drooped its ears, opened its beautiful green eyes, hugged Fu Hei Hui's wrist with its hands and feet, and rested its big fluffy tail on Hui's wrist.

Fu Heihui froze: "..."

After a while, Fu Heihui ruthlessly pulled the little black cat off his hands, held it up in both hands, petted and hugged it skillfully, and then handed the wilted little thing to Shier.

"I'll be back soon."

With a gentle attitude completely different from Shier, Fu Heihui scratched the little black cat's jaw and said.

The little black cat licked Megumin's finger in displeasure.

"One more thing, Hui."

"what?"

"You should have come back at night, right?" Holding the cat with one hand and spreading the other, Shi Er said confidently, "Then what about my lunch money? Give it to me."

Fu Heihui: "..."

With no expression on his face, he took out a note from his wallet and patted it on the man's face.

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It was Wujo Satoru who sent a text message to call people out.

More than once.

At first, he called him out because he was curious about the ten shadow spells and suggested that he could guide him in using the spells. Later, he found that Hui's proficiency in the spells didn't need him to worry about anything, so the reasons became messy.

The time we spend together is also unstable. If you are free, you can stay for most of the day, and if you are busy, it will only last half an hour to an hour.

As for the purpose...?

Of course it's not just a heart-to-heart talk.

But it's not for the sake of wooing, after all, although the ten shadow spells are rare, it's not enough for Gojo Satoru to always come to this little guy in the first grade of junior high school in his busy schedule.

He just wanted to confirm something necessary.

After all, it can only be confirmed by Fu Heihui's side.

As for Fu Heihui himself, would he find it annoying?

Hmm...how could it be!

Wujo Wuli is straightforward.

I am Xiaohui's most trusted [guardian]!

Ah, although it is the former guardian.

If the memories that gradually accumulate in my mind as time goes by are [real].

No, it must be real.

After more and more memories, Gojo Satoru went back to his family's bookstore to check a lot of ancient books, and finally came to a conclusion.

But what [conclusion] is is not mentioned first.

Now the thing that makes Gojo Satoru super upset-why does Kei work so hard to protect that bad guy Fu Heisher!

It even made him feel himself—his mature, reliable, handsome and rich spicy teacher Gojo Satoru was behind that guy!

How!what!Can!can!

Wujo Wu is brooding.

If Fu Heihui knew Wujo Wu's psychological thoughts, he would probably be very helpless and overwhelmed.

...Do you know how difficult it is to support a Fuhesher?

Even if it is a bastard, this is the bastard that Hui has worked so hard to support!

Fortunately, Fu Heihui didn't know.

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The first time I met Fu Heihui, I somehow knew the child's name.

[benefit].

It's a girl's name, but he has no sense of disobedience at all.

As if used to it.

When the bewildered man slowly returned to his residence to rest, he had a strange dream that night.

It's a really weird dream.

It almost made me, the strongest, unable to distinguish reality.

In the dream, he returned to the entrustment period to protect the astral body in 2006. In the dream, he did kill Chanyuan Shier at that time.

He witnessed the other party's breathing and heartbeat stop, and the huge and strong body like a hill collapsed. He was not dragged away by the strange curse, and Shi Er's body remained where it was. people recycled.

——Different from what he experienced in reality.

In the dream, Shier, the Buddhist monastery, handed over his son to him before he died.

That is Zenyuan Hui... No, the child named Fu Hei Hui who changed his surname after his father married.

Using the power of the Gojo family during the high school period, he successfully became the guardian of two children as a minor.

One is Fu Heihui, and the other is Fu Heihui will protect her sister Fu Heijin Miki no matter what.

This is the first time.

After the dream ended, he opened his eyes, put his thumb against his lower lip and meditated for a while, then took out his mobile phone and sent a message asking if Fu Heihui had any brothers or sisters.

Got a negative answer.

Is it just an ordinary dream?

Because of the news that the man Shier in the Chanyuan was still alive, he was very unwilling. In his dream, he wanted to kill him again and take his cub away?

Muttering, Gojo Satoru didn't take this dream to heart,

It wasn't until the end of the business trip that he suddenly remembered the existence of Fu Heihui, and he once again ran to Diguang on a whim to find someone else's child.

As a result, when he went home to rest that night, he had a new dream.

A dream like a drama?

Fu Heihui in the dream is small, but super fierce, with a personality and temper as rebellious as his hair.

This time, Gojo Satoru was invited to the elementary school by Kei's head teacher as a guardian.

The reason is that Fu Heihui, a third grader, beat up a classmate from the same school.

More than once.

It's just that this time is the most serious, and it has completely broken away from the level of petty fights, and it is completely a big fight, so Fu Heihui's guardian was called over.

Hui herself has suffered a lot.

The stinky-faced child with upturned hair stood there expressionlessly, behind him were three crying fourth-grade children with bruised noses and beaten faces, and their parents with unkind faces.

Those three little ghosts are in the same class as Tsumiji.

It is said that he snatched Tsumiji's favorite hair rope and threw it around, deliberately playing with other girls.

So he was beaten up by Fu Heihui, who was one year younger.

Gojo Satoru from the perspective of the bystander let out a wow in his heart.

This kid was really fierce when he was young.

There are several OK gangs on their faces and arms, and their green eyes are cold and vigilant, like a little wild cat with a strong sense of territoriality, whoever provokes others.

But the fighting level of Fu Heihui in this period is obviously not good enough.

It's just three little ghost heads, but they can actually get themselves covered in paint.

In the dream, Gojo Satoru mercilessly laughed at the child who was injured, and kept taking pictures of Fu Heihui with his mobile phone, which made people puff up and made him happier.

He simply and neatly gave a medical fee to the parents of the three bear children who were grabbing Tsumeiji's hair rope to play with, and then picked up Fu Heihui who was struggling constantly, followed behind Jinmeiji, and took them away.

Gojo Satoru sent the child home, and then came to have dinner carelessly. Tsumiji, who was also young, looked at the two sensiblely, and smiled and suggested to make dinner by himself, while Gojo Satoru sat with Fu Heihui They stared at each other in the living room.

Finally, the tall, white-haired man broke the silence. He poked the child's soft cheek and asked him if he wanted to learn the fighting skills of "trying not to get hurt as much as possible".

"Call me Brother Wu Tiao and I will teach you. My physical skills are very strong."

Fu Heihui was silent for a long time.

"Come on, come on, I'll teach you as soon as I call, it's not bad at all?"

The white-haired suspicious man lay on the table with a child-abducting tone, looking at little Hui like a big white cat with evil intentions.

The vicious little wild cat reluctantly called Wutiao brother.

...the result was recorded.

The little Fu Heihui jumped up angrily to grab it, but unfortunately, he couldn't even reach the white-haired man's head when he jumped up in this period.

After all, Gojo Satoru at that time was already over 1.9 meters tall.

"You promised to teach me!" The stinky-faced child fiercely kicked the man, raised his head and widened his green eyes, "Don't break your promise!"

The little guy with a stinky face is very serious.

"Huh? Very motivated!" Wujo Satoru in the dream rubbed the head of the wild cat kid, "Are you planning to become a magician?"

"Huh? Who wants to become a magician!"

The little guy said with disgust on his face, "I'm not interested in that, but..."

He paused, and the little guy with black hair and blue eyes glanced at Tsumiki who was busy in the kitchen.

"... If you keep getting hurt, Tsumiki will be worried."