Mr. Fu Hei doesn't think so

"So, you are also a magician?"

Zenyuan Maki thought for a while after the other party nodded:

"Fuhei... I don't seem to have heard of this surname before. You just said that you came with Mr. Wutiao... Is it the Wutiao I thought?"

After Maki finished speaking, she shook her head and answered, "Ah, there is no other possibility except the Gojo family, so your Fukuro family is a collateral branch of the Gojo family?"

"No, it has nothing to do with it." Fu Heihui shook his head, "It's just an acquaintance."

"Really." Maki supported her face: "What kind of person is that guy?"

"Ok?"

"The head of the Wujo family, isn't he the one who came today?" Maki said, "He has been running towards us for several days in a row."

"Haven't you seen it?"

"No—" Maki shrugged nonchalantly.

A woman like her who was criticized by her family for "neither knowing the rules" nor being "gentle and considerate" is naturally not qualified to meet the head of the Wutiao family.

Because they are afraid of losing the face of the Chanyuan family.

Fu Heihui suddenly thought of Shi Er's situation, and put himself in the same place as others. He understood something intelligently, but he didn't show any sympathy for it.

Senior Maki doesn't need it.

She's a pretty amazing person, not like her stupid dad.

Maki is the type who will work harder to resist the injustice the more she is treated unfairly.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that Senior Maki is a twin. After all, although she was also discriminated against, Maki still has a younger sister who depends on each other, and a younger sister who needs her protection, and even had nothing at the time.

The more you want to protect a person, the stronger and fearless you will be.

Just like Shier who is now returning to the Buddhist monastery for his wife and son.

Therefore, Fu Heihui was very natural, as if he was asked a polite question like "how are you today" during a small chat, and answered seriously in a calm tone:

"To put it simply...he is a guy who can be relied on and trusted 100% at critical moments, but is not worthy of respect at all on weekdays. His personality is very annoying."

Maki stared blankly at Kei who answered seriously.

Suddenly he lowered his head, covered his mouth with the back of his hand and laughed out loud.

Fu Heihui looked confused.

"You really dare to say it, it's not bad, you kid." The girl with a ponytail and a sassy smile trembled when she laughed.

No matter how dissatisfied the Yusanjia is with Gojo Satoru secretly, they will eventually maintain their respect on the surface.

At least he will never give up verbally.

Maki, who has long been annoyed by the hypocrisy of the Chanyuan family who is extremely vigilant and hostile to Wujo, but insists on pretending to maintain respect in the bright side, has raised her eyebrows: "I believe you are not a collateral branch of the Wujo family."

"... Oh." Fu Heihui nodded hesitantly.

Perhaps it was because of Huizhi's calm eyes and attitude from the beginning to the end, Maki stood up in a rare joy, she patted her scarlet hakama, picked up the broom beside her, "Okay, thank you for talking with me, yes Now, can I call you Hui? Anyway, you already call me by my name, so it’s a matter of courtesy, so it’s settled.”

...Don't say it as if I want to take the initiative to call your name!

Fu Heihui complained in his heart.

"Are you going to clean up?"

"Yeah, if you don't hurry up and finish it, go away, and when someone comes to check, they will arrange other boring chores for me."

Speaking of this, Maki snorted unhappily, "Really, I'm obviously busy too!"

As a waste that is not taken seriously, Chanyuan Maki even has very little time for training.

During the day, she was given all kinds of chores by her mother, and she would be picked on during the rare rest time. As a waste who could not see the curse, she would not be equipped with magic tools, and could only use similar things to train her physical fitness. Of course, she was found Sometimes they will be ridiculed for not knowing themselves.

It's really irritating.

"...I don't even have time for training, heck, one day I'll leave here, and come back and slap those guys who look down on me after a result that shocks them."

With her eyes downcast and her hand holding the broom slightly tightened, Maki cursed softly.

"Well, come on." Fu Heihui nodded.

Maki, who was encouraged for the first time, was stunned, and looked at him again with an inexplicable expression:

"You are really a strange guy...you don't know? If I don't wear these glasses, I can't even see the curse. The curse power is weaker than ordinary people, and I don't have any spells. It's just a magic spell. It’s just that I have a stronger body than ordinary people, even so, do you think I can do it? In this Buddhist monastery?”

After Fu Heihui finished speaking casually, he paused, getting along with Zenyuan Maki was too natural, and he didn't think much about it.

He just responded according to the feeling Zenyuan Maki gave him in his impression.

At this time, when asked rhetorically, he could only tilt his head, thought hard for a while and said:

"Why not? What you said is not something that is absolutely impossible, right? What's more, your breath, posture, and subconscious habits... It can be seen that you have undergone obvious training, and, beyond It is also a great talent to have physical strength beyond ordinary people."

The 14-year-old Zenyuan Maki has a very good level for her age in terms of physical ability and melee combat.

"My father is Heaven and Curse with zero magic power. As a price, he has the strongest body." Fu Heihui said, "He is very strong, as long as he has a magic tool in his hand, there is no problem in single-handedly fighting a special class. But he lacks a bit of self-motivation, Maki-senpai, your words are not lacking in this, so I think there is a possibility of this."

real or fake?

Maki looked at him suspiciously, unable to tell whether it was a white lie or the truth for a moment.

But she soon had no room for further entanglement.

"Where is Shier? Is it here?"

Undisguised footsteps suddenly sounded in the interior corridor.

It seemed that he was speeding up on purpose, and even the servant didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked quickly all the way here, and even raised his voice and shouted.

Fu Heihui subconsciously raised his eyes and looked behind.

And Maki frowned directly, and snorted calmly.

She originally wanted to turn around and leave, but after looking at Fu Heihui, who seemed to be a little younger than herself, she finally stopped.

I don't pay much attention to myself, so I don't know the identity of the guest, but the idiot who is coming here is different.

That guy must know about Kei.

... If Kei didn't lie, he did have a father with heaven and curse similar to himself, and even a father with zero magic power that was even lower than the magic power, then the young Kei might be provoked by that bastard.

Thinking of this, Maki didn't move at all.

The sound of footsteps was loud, getting closer and closer, including the voice of speaking just now, all of which did not converge.

From this detail, it can be known that the identity of the comer is definitely not low.

"What, it's Maki, if you're here, it means Gojo Gojo and Shir have been invited away by dad, right?"

Although wearing a kimono, a young man with blond hair and pierced ears stood arrogantly at the door of the waiting room. He raised the corner of his mouth, but the words he said were quite ugly:

"Otherwise, I won't let you, a waste who can't even see curses and doesn't know how to take care of men, come here."

Maki looked at the person with cold eyes, "What are you doing here? Naoya?"

"Don't call me by my first name, trash."

Just rushed home from outside, the son of the Chanyuan family, Zenyuan Zhizai raised his eyes when he heard the words, and glanced at her coldly, "Still can't learn the rules of the family? You always look like this, you might as well hang yourself early never mind."

Then he walked over casually, and met eyes with Fu Heihui who was sitting in the opposite corridor.

Zenyuan Maki directly pulled Fu Heihui up and pulled her to her side.

"Who is this? Ah... this face."

The son-in-law of the Chanyuan family was talking to himself, but his expression suddenly changed like turning the pages of a book.

He almost immediately showed what could be called a bright smile:

"You, are you Hui?"