Mr. Fu Hei doesn't think so

The main composition of the visitor flow of Teiko Festival is the students of Teiko Main School, and the school spirit of Teiko is considered to be at a very good level in middle schools across the country.

More than [-]% of the students can at least abide by the rules no matter what their personalities are, and the remaining [-]% like to make troubles, and they dare not play wild in front of Teiguang's well-known evil king Fu Heihui.

Not to mention the opponent's outstanding record, just the presence of the group of younger brothers who followed him is strong enough.

The group of problem children evaluated by Fu Heihui as "mentally retarded", even if they were ruthlessly driven away by Fu Heihui with the excuse of making room because they were full of food, they didn't complain at most. I wished to move out, and then squatted at the nearby stairs, holding a mobile phone under the strange sight of passers-by, and frantically communicating with the surviving brothers in the room.

[Damn, I was kicked out... I haven't read enough] No, I accidentally sent it out, so I quickly added and edited it: [I still want to continue to protect Brother Fu Hei! ]

[I can continue to eat, I am guarding it. ]

[You have a big appetite!Ah, I am so envious! ]

The screen is very flawed.

Every passerby who passed by looked at a group of problem children squatting cos mushrooms at the top of the stairs, hesitant to speak, but couldn't say anything.

In addition, because of this group of mentally handicapped people who are happy even sitting on a small bench in the corner, their consumption of ingredients in the restaurant has doubled. Thanks to the anticipation, the deputy squad leader prepared a replenishment channel for ingredients, and he noticed it an hour ago After the abnormally rapid consumption rate, people immediately replenished the goods, so as not to let the situation of running out in the afternoon.

During this tormenting time, Fu Heihui was only fortunate that the guests were very well-behaved.

There is a slogan [No photography without permission] posted on the wall in an obvious place. When guests see it, they will really inquire about it. As long as they get a reply that they don’t want to take pictures, they will take back their phones with regret but understanding .

Almost no one would try to sneak a shot.After all, the shutter sound cannot be turned off when taking pictures on mobile phones in Japan, so in this kind of dining occasion that is not too noisy, candid shots are extremely easy to be found. He will also step forward quickly, and will ask for deletion with dramatic lines and an attitude that cannot be refused.

The problem children looked grim, and bent their sleeves to reveal their biceps: this is their boss!None of us can get the photos and neither can anyone else! !

The students in class 3 smiled darkly, because they found that Fu Heihui was different from the indifference shown on the outside, and was very easy to talk, so they had a strong sense of mission, and they all protected the calf: the little black cat in our class... ah no, it is the mascot. I like contact, and I can look at it from a distance, but I refuse to take pictures and contact without permission, as well as being entangled after being refused to chat.

In short.

Because he didn't want to face reality, Fu Heihui, who had been trying to empty his mind and work instinctively, felt that the situation so far was tolerable under the overt and covert protection of the people around him.

Forget about the students of this school, most of them don't see each other many times anyway, after graduating from junior high school, he will go to the High School of Magic to study, completely becoming two people with his former classmates.

As a friend, Seijuro will still keep in touch, but if it's the other party, then there's no problem.

After all, it is different from Gaozhuan's other noisy and vicious seniors except Senior Yi Gu.

Seijuro is very mature, reliable and trustworthy, and he would never laugh at him about it.

In summary.

Although I felt very embarrassed, because the others seemed to be very happy and enjoyed the process of the Teiko Festival class activities, I gradually got used to it, started to convince myself that it was no big deal, and Fukuroi, who was trying to integrate into the group, was still there. Before he succeeded, he was caught off guard and received a blow to the head.

...Anyone can witness this state of their own, except for Gojo Satoru.

The tray in Fu Heihui's hand with a stiff expression "pang" fell to the ground, and a storm blew up in his head.

...Even Shir is better than Gojo Satoru.

There is no other reason.

It's just because at most Shi Er just laughed at him with a beating expression, but Wujo Satoru would take this into account, and then send his photo to the seniors of the high school with a wicked taste far beyond that of a bear.

This is the painful fact that Fu Heihui deeply comprehended after being teased countless times in the nine years of his previous life.

"..." Gojo Wu's pupils were motionless, and Fu Heihui froze in place, both of them seemed to have been pressed the pause button at the same time.

In the end, it was the former who moved first.

"puff……"

After the other party couldn't help but make a gasp, Fu Heihui's face was filled with despair.

Finally I couldn't help laughing out loud, "...Hahahahaha what a cute outfit you are, not bad, cute, no, super cute!"

The tall man of nearly two meters saw something interesting and rare on his face, his eyes sparkled, and he stepped in front of the opponent with two long legs, and then took out the mobile phone from his pocket very naturally: "It's decided, Take a picture and show it to Hui's seniors and future classmates—come, look this way!"

whispering sound.

Sure enough, it became like this.

Subconsciously raising his arms to cover his face, Fu Heihui turned his head with a face full of displeasure, avoiding the excessively dense flash and shutter sound amidst the other party's wicked laughter, and was even taken a group photo.

Why not stop it?

Is it because of the friendship they got along with each other for nine years in the previous life?

Probably, but 99.99% of the time it's just because you can't beat it.

Not only can't fight, but he will continue to be photographed in the middle of the fight... He absolutely doesn't want to be photographed fighting in a skirt and blushing.

Fu Heihui, there is nothing to love in life.

"Sir! It's forbidden to take pictures here!"

The deputy squad leader in charge of the organization exploded first. She looked like her mascot was being bullied, pushed her glasses in dissatisfaction, forced her way into the middle of the two positions with a fierce and unrestrained attitude, and placed Fu Heihui with extreme vigilance stand behind.

At the same time, the other troubled children who hadn't left in the restaurant also stood up with a swipe, with a ferocious expression that finally came in handy for us.

Deputy squad leader: "Sir, please delete the photo. If you want to eat, please go to the door and get your number in line."

The scene fell silent for a while.

Gojo Satoru tilted his head.

He groaned, bowed his head first and sent the photo on his phone to Shier, the one he sent was still the group photo - if Fu Heihui stood behind and covered his face with his hands, the man with white hair and blue eyes grinning with white teeth The picture of Biye standing in front is considered a group photo.

He also added the text:

[See this cute little animal?He's mine now~]

Then put the phone in his pocket.

Gojo Satoru covered half of his face with emotion: "Hui has so many friends, Mr. Gojo is so pleased."

"Mei, is he...?" Seijuro stood up, hesitantly looking at Megumi Fukuro, who covered his face with his hands and was full of despair.

"...It's an acquaintance, please don't worry about it."

After being silent for a while, Fu Heihui's tone was weak, and he reluctantly said that he didn't want to admit it.

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the other side.

On the outskirts of Tokyo, a high school in magic.

Outdoor training ground.

Adhering to the fact that the best physical learning is actual combat, Fu Heisher, who was instructing the first-year students in the high school to use physical arts and magic tools, simply beat everyone to the ground, and then casually disgusted everyone from the beginning to the end:

"This level is simply unsightly. I can't even count as a warm-up... Are you using the magic tool as a toy? My son played better than you when he was ten years old. Tsk, he can still wake up If you can’t get up, get out of class early, and I have to go to accompany my wife.”

Between the words, it was a look that hoped that they would not be able to talk.

student:"……"

While being beaten bruised and swollen, he also had to suffer a double blow to his self-esteem and emotions.

...not as good as a ten-year-old child.

...No object yet.

Student: I'm so angry.

During the period after he became a teacher, Fu Heisher was successfully selected as the "Wujo Wujo" with his super unbeatable attitude and the teaching purpose of "beating the students until they can't get up, so they can leave work early to accompany their wives". Unqualified teachers on par.

Damn it, even if you are beaten and swollen in the face, and lie in Miss Glass's infirmary for a whole day, you must not take advantage of this disqualified teacher! !Make him leave work early! !

With great ambitions, the incumbent first-year student of the High School of Conjuration has a firm expression: "I-I can still stand up."

Shi Dun suddenly looked disappointed: "Tch."

The student holding the magic tool in his hand had blue veins popping out of his forehead: This person's attitude is really bad! !It is definitely because the skin is thick enough that he has not been beaten to death now! ?

In short, Fu Heisher has an expression on his face that he is reluctant to continue playing with you.

But just as he stood up, the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

He pulled it out and glanced at it.

is a text message.

From: Five kidnappers (remarks).

Shi Er: I suddenly lost the desire to click on it.

If it's not something important, let him die.

Thinking of this, Shi Er clicked on the text message with a stinky face.

Shi Er looked at the big face belonging to Gojo Satoru at the front of the photo with distaste at first glance, wondering if this person deliberately posted his photos to disgust him.

But just when he was about to turn it off, Shi Er suddenly noticed the other party's background.

Shi Er was confused, and felt familiar: "...?"

half an hour.

Fuheshier: Pupil earthquake.

The big, muscular man was dumbfounded, his mind blank.

Hui's school is going to hold the Teiko Festival, and Eri pointed it out, so he knows that he didn't want to go at first, but changed his mind silently because of Eri's disapproving gaze.

However, because of the work contract, he has to stay in the college to attend classes during the day, so he can only leave after three o'clock. Hui Li hesitated for a long time, and chose to follow her husband. Taking pictures (ordinary people will see a camera suspended in the air), so they can only wait silently, urging people to leave the moment they get off work.

Hui also said very seriously that it doesn't matter, the activities of their class didn't end until 05:30, and it was very early after [-] o'clock.

Shi Er once felt that his child seemed to be suddenly relieved.

...It really wasn't an illusion!

"Teacher Fuhei?"

The students looked at each other.

"..." Fu Heisher took back the phone expressionlessly, and relaxed his muscles, "Oh, it's okay, it's just something urgent that needs to be dealt with quickly."

The man said, grinning, revealing a creepy smile.

The current first-year student of the high school of conjuration, suddenly a chill ran from the soles of the feet to the spine.

They feel a strong sense of crisis.

30 seconds later.

"Hey, doctor, please come to the training ground to collect the corpses... No, treat these brats."

Shi Er called Jia Ruozi, but hung up before waiting for a reply.

He turned his head and walked quickly to the distance, and when he reached a place where there were no outsiders, the shadow under Shi Er's feet rippled.

Constructed from a black shadow that slowly emerged into a human form, Juling Eili followed behind her husband earnestly, reaching out to grab Shier's hand and stepping back.

"Shir, work, attitude, no way."

It means that the students who have been beaten down and can't get up can't be left alone.

"look at this."

Shi Er didn't refute, but just picked up Huili who had shrunk back to her previous size with one hand, let her sit on his arm, and then handed her the phone.

Eili opened her pitch-black eyes without whites, tilted her head and turned on the phone.

Eili was silent for a full ten seconds.

Eri's long hair flew up.

She raised her voice: "Shier!!"

"Going right now."

Eili shook her head quickly, she jumped down and returned to the shadow.

Then he stretched out his hand to grab Shier, and dragged him down.