Mr. Fu Hei doesn't think so

——Specially invited teacher of the high school of conjuration.

Compared to being a desperado on the black market, this is a decent job with a high salary.

Moreover, this opportunity is quite hard-won for Shier.

After all, hiring a sky and curse with zero magic power as the teacher of the high school of magic, the group of high-level people in the magic world will definitely not be happy, even if it is so powerful that Gojo Satoru once found it difficult, It still won't be recognized by them.

The world of conjuration does not judge the level of heaven and spells.

Just like senior Maki of the Zen Academy, he is already close to the first-level conjurer, but because the power of the spell is so weak that he can’t even see the existence of the curse if he doesn’t wear special equipment, so he is still at the fourth-level conjurer. The position of the division has been unable to be promoted for a long time.

Rather, Zenyuan Maki's ability to obtain the certificate of a fourth-level conjurer is already the result of her unremitting efforts and the negotiations of the teachers of the college.

Chanyuan Maki still barely has weak mantra power, but Shi Er has completely zero mana power.

If he chooses the second option and let Shi Er become a teacher in a higher education institution, then Mr. Wujo will probably have to argue with those so-called high-level officials for a long time.

It's just that Shir guy...

Fu Heihui tried to connect him with the role of teacher, and his heart was filled with a sense of disobedience.

But it is too impractical to choose the first one, plus my mother lives in my shadow, if my custody is transferred to the name of Mr. Wujo...

There is always an illusion that his parents seem to be divorced.

And this kind of illusion is quite bad just thinking about it.

Huidu seemed to be able to see the muscular Fuheshier picking up the Tianni Hoko with a grumpy expression, angrily looking for Gojo Satoru to settle accounts with Mirai.

For world peace, forget it.

It's hard for Hui to help these two people when they fight, and the scene must be very cruel.

Fu Heihui returned home with a headache, it was still early, so he stopped by the supermarket to replenish the stock of the refrigerator, and he walked slowly around the supermarket with a trolley, thinking about Gojo Satoru's suggestion, while taking some from the supermarket freezer. I picked up a piece of minced meat, looked at the shelf life, and thought that I could get some shredded ginger meatballs tonight.

But these are not enough, considering that the temperature in Saitama Prefecture has dropped to more than ten degrees at the end of October.

"Anyway, if you're free, let's eat hot pot tonight."

Having said that, Fu Heihui took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Shier, asking him what ingredients he would like to add to the hot pot tonight.

While waiting for the other party to reply, Huishun turned to the pet area and bought a few toys for the little black cat at home who was wronged and sulking as compensation. He also took a pack of common cat food and a few canned cat food by the way.

hum-

The phone in his pocket vibrated, Fu Heihui took it out and lit up the phone screen.

[Wagyu roll, Matsuba crab, squid, abalone, shrimp, vegetarian dishes, whatever, I don’t eat anyway. ]

Fu Heihui: "..."

Seafood hot pot, the strength of this menu is a bit too skilled.

"Matsuba crabs at the end of October are very expensive, although they are usually not very cheap, and wagyu... tsk." Fu Heihui took back the collection with a blank expression, his expression was full of rejection.

Fu Heihui, who was forced to be diligent and frugal, once again ignored Shi Er's opinion. He did not hesitate to choose the same type of ingredients with higher cost performance, and then bought a lot of vegetables he liked to go back.

The moment he took out the key and opened the door, when he heard the sound, he rushed over expectantly, shaking the tip of his tail. The little black cat meowed and circled around the boy's feet, with its tail wrapped around Fu Heihui's slender ankles.

Fu Heihui bent down to pick up the little black cat, and then put the bought ingredients on the porch.

Hui sat down to change his shoes, and Fu Heisher, who had just woken up from a nap, came over and picked up the shopping bag on the porch, and opened it to look at the contents.

"Hey, Hui, isn't this an ordinary fat beef roll and an ordinary crab?"

"The menu you quoted is too expensive. It's just the two of us eating. It doesn't need to be so high-end. Anyway, it's fresh enough, right?" Fu Heihui put on his slippers, narrowed his green eyes, and looked at Picky My own father said, "Also, you have to deal with the ingredients yourself for the menu you reported. It's all troublesome things to deal with, so I won't do it."

Crabs need to be shelled for convenience, shrimp need to be threaded, and abalone needs to be washed... Although the seafood hot pot is delicious, it is really troublesome to handle.

Shier tried to play dumb, but was watched by his son.

In the end, he reluctantly agreed because of the rare and rich dishes tonight—after all, it was Hui who paid for it.

He started two hours before meal time. Compared with his son Fu Heihui, whose cooking skills are average, Shi Er's level is much higher. Not repeated.

Fu Heihui squinted his eyes on the carpet in the living room, leaning against the jade dog, with a purring little black cat in his arms, surrounded by a circle of fluffy and soft rabbits. They crowded together in a group of more than ten Comfortable and lazy warming in the low temperature.

The black-haired and blue-eyed boy tucked half of his face into the collar of his pulled-up jacket, his slender and thick eyelashes drooped low, then he yawned a little, keeping a very high eye contact with the little black cat in his arms. Synchronization rate, Fu Heihui, who was sleepy with the cat, waited for dinner with peace of mind.

The seafood hot pot was served, and the father and son were sitting facing each other, the shikigami was still there, and there was a jade dog on one side, and the rabbit was lying lazily and limply on the father and son's shoulders and thighs like a doll.

The little black cat's dinner was placed on the chair beside Hui, and they added food together, opened a can and added a few pieces of uncooked sashimi; Photo.

"I'm gonna start now."

At the end of October and late autumn, eating hot pot is especially comfortable when the temperature starts to drop.

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When Fu Heihui was sleeping at night, he finally figured it out at eleven o'clock.

Sure enough, it is better to choose the second one.

Although even Shi'er doesn't match the profession of teacher at all, but! !

...After all, even a guy like Gojo Satoru can be a teacher.

Thinking about it this way, it was an instant enlightenment.

It seems that it is not so difficult to accept Fu Heisher, who is not the same as Gojo Wu, as a teacher.

really.

Whether it is suitable or not depends on peer comparison.

But after making a decision, how should I talk to Shier better?

Do you speak directly?

Fu Heihui was a little entangled, since time was not in a hurry anyway, so he wanted to discuss this matter with him when Gojo Satoru came to him next time.

But it took almost four months to wait.

The white-haired man who had been looking for him every two days or so didn't know what had happened recently, and seemed to be busy, so Hui simply sent a text message to tell him about it.

Got [OK, leave it to me, but wait for a while, I have a little thing to do recently. ] reply.

Although Gojo Satoru didn't know what he was busy with, Fu Heihui didn't worry too much. Without Gojo Satoru's harassment, he finally regained the right to pet his fur at home quietly on his rest day.

Just because he wasn't asked out again, Fu Heisher leaned over and asked him if he was dumped by his girlfriend with a look of embarrassment.

"I said I didn't have a girlfriend!" Fu Heihui smacked the other party's face with Tutu Tutu.

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In mid-March 2016, the first grade of junior high school was completed. Relying on the stable grades and club scores of the top three in the grade (the director of the Ancient Literature Society, Kei Hui's attendance rate was full), and the perfect participation in the sports festival The sub-item successfully won the scholarship for the second year of junior high school.

Teiguang's scholarship amount is quite considerable, which is enough to offset the transportation expenses and various academic expenses for this year, and there is still a lot left.

This made Fu Heihui's expression much lighter, and bright little flowers seemed to appear all over her body.

Akashi commented on this: It looks like a happy but restrained little wild cat who got a can.

Japan has a three-semester system. The new school year starts in April. From mid-March to early April, it is the spring break for junior high school students.

The day before the holiday, Akashi Seijuro came over and asked Kei if he wanted to go to camp with the basketball club.

"What am I going to do?" Fu Heihui raised his eyes in confusion.

"Actually, I want you to be the physical training instructor of our basketball club during the sleepover."

Akashi Seijuro stretched out his hand, smiled, and said:

"In this regard, your vision is much better than ours. I believe in your ability. As for the board and lodging, I will take care of it. In addition, although it is not too much, I will also pay you a salary. The lodging place is a villa under my family's name, with hot springs and a good environment, it is also a good choice for you to travel, so I hope you can consider it."

This is an excuse, although there is a little truth to it, but the main purpose is not this.

Akashi Seijuro just wanted to find a reason to pull Fukuroe out for a rest.

Although Fu Heihui is in school, he is still more or less accepting orders to exorcise curses. Occasionally crowded on weekends, he has to run back and forth quickly and urgently. Occasionally, there will be bruises and the smell of medicine on his body. When he is resting on the rooftop Showing a little fatigue.

Akashi Seijuro has been thinking about pulling people out during the holidays to relax for a long time-the physical training guidance during the basketball club sleepover is a good reason.

Being able to train your team members and let Fu Heihui rest at the same time, there is no harm at all.

And Akashi is a good person, a good person who helped Fukuro a lot at school, and even Fukuro Hui's only friend who can chat well this year.

Fu Heihui is not good at rejecting such people's requests.

"What about the time?"

"Ten days from the holiday."

Fu Heihui looked at the phone hesitantly, "I have work to do on the day of the holiday, usually within three days, if you don't mind my being late..."

"I don't mind." Akashi said, "But is it work again? The same work as last time in Sendai?"

"Ah." Fu Heihui nodded.

"That's it."

Akashi paused for a while, his brows were about to wrinkle, but they were smoothed out quickly, and he said calmly: "Then, I wish you good luck in martial arts."

"Thank you."

Akashi never said anything to worry about, even if he was a little worried.

"I will prepare a room for you, and I will send you the address of the accommodation later, then, see you on vacation, Mr. Fuhei."

"Well, see you on vacation."

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Fu Heihui had indeed received another commission, and it was a rare commission with a reward of over ten million.

When Kong Shiyu introduced the entrustment to Fu Hei and his son, he said:

"It was entrusted by a couple in the Karuizawa villa area. The husband's words seemed to be ordinary people who don't understand the magic world, but the wife knew it very well. She strongly urged me to find a curse master, saying that her son was tricked My daughter is bound by the curse, and my daughter is missing, nine out of ten she was killed by the curse, I hope you will confirm the situation and solve the problem, if the daughter is still alive, you must rescue her safe and sound."

Because it was an urgent commission, Fu Hei and his son set off on the same day.

"Karuizawa... isn't that the most famous luxury villa area and high society settlement in Japan?"

Shi Er has already started to search for information about Karuizawa with his mobile phone, and then turned his head:

"Hey, Kei, why don't you go to a nearby hot spring hotel after work?"

"I have an appointment with a friend from school. You have to go by yourself, and the money will be deducted from your salary."

"A date?" Shi Er leaned over, "Is it with your former little girlfriend? Got back together?"

"I've said it all...forget it!"

Fu Heihui didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

Kei put on the earphones slowly, just at this time Akashi's text message also came over.

It was the address of the Teiko Basketball Club that I had agreed to send to him.

Ok?

Also in Karuizawa...?

Fu Heihui opened his blue eyes slightly, as if he was a little surprised.