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What is your aspiration?

This question is not only asked by Noctua Makoto.

Fukuzawa Yukichi asked the same question when Yukimi Mie was only as tall as Gojo Satoru's waist and abdomen.

The little girl was only eight years old at the time, and her palm-sized face was half covered by a gauze blindfold. Because of the clumsiness of the new guardian's hand, the broken hair that had slipped out of the headband dangled and blocked her view, and the hand holding the bamboo blade was so thin that it would break.

Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't know how to raise a little girl. His hand could hold the sharpest sword, but when he held the little girl's soft hair, he was so stiff that he couldn't help it.

Suddenly I feel that Mori Ogai still has a little bit of merit, at least he must be more proficient in combing double ponytails than Fukuzawa Yukichi.

A few months ago, the lone swordsman Yinlang who was notified by the Esoteric Affairs Section to pick him up, and the girl with different pupils standing beside Zhongtian Shantouhuo looked at each other, and the words were choked up in his throat.

On the way to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, he got the information of Yukami Mie. Fukuzawa Yukichi glanced at the complicated family tree like a spider's web, and didn't care about this family relationship that couldn't be farther away.

A child whose parents have both died and whose situation is complicated, no matter whether he is related by blood or not, his sense of responsibility will not allow him to abandon him.

The game between the Supernatural Secret Service Division and the high-level executives of the magic world, the super-level magic spirit that has been wiped out without even the remains of the magic power, the strange pupils, and the uncontrollable flames——like a layer of shackles On the shoulders of young children.

When Fukuzawa Yukichi picked him up, he guessed that he would meet a child who was a bit difficult to deal with: withdrawn and gloomy, taciturn, distrustful of others, difficult to approach, and strongly self-destructive and destructive.

"Hello, is this Grandpa Fuzawa?" The short girl jumped up with her hands up, "Here I am! Just call Zhizhi! Uncle Zhong Tian said that Grandpa Fuzawa brought sugar, and I want strawberry flavor and grape flavor taste!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "...Don't call me Grandpa."

He is not that old, and he is an "uncle" even farming Shantouhuo, why only hurt him?

"According to the seniority, it's the grandfather's generation." Tan Tian Shantouhuo coughed, but didn't say it was the title he taught.

Fukuzawa Yukichi took out of his pocket the fruit candies he bought at the supermarket temporarily, and spread out a large handful of round candies on the man's broad hands.

The little girl stood on tiptoe and grabbed Fukuzawa Yukichi's hand, carefully picked out the strawberry and grape flavors, and held them with her small fists.

The young Zhizhi glanced at the remaining fruit candies reluctantly, and made up his mind not to overdo it.

Woohoo, Zhizhi is a child who knows how to be content, a good child is not greedy.

"I bought them all for you." Fukuzawa Yukichi coughed, "Take them all."

"Yeah!" Zhizhi cheered.

Fukuzawa Yukichi did not expect that it was his generous act of meeting for the first time that made Yukimi Mie have a very good impression of him, acknowledging the "grandfather and grandson" relationship between the two of them.

The process of picking up the baby went incredibly smoothly.

In order to avoid long nights and dreamy nights, and being robbed by high-level executives in the magic world, the Esoteric Secret Service has shown unprecedented efficiency. Even the printer in the office that has been dead for many years has been revived. .

The most important thing is that Xuejian Weizhi is willing to cooperate.She peeled off the icing of the fruit candy with one hand, and sucked the small round candy into her cheeks. Fukuzawa Yukichi held the other hand, and her black and red eyes quietly watched the busy people in the office.

Taneda Santoka handed a hairpin and a choker to Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"Xuejian Weizhi, the number given to her by the Supernatural Secret Service Division is A6013, which belongs to ultra-high-risk supernatural power users. This is a suppressor specially developed for her by the Special Supernatural Special Affairs Section."

The last psychic who started with "A" was A5158—the gravity manipulator Chuya Nakahara.

"We don't know much about her." Taneda Shantouhuo said thoughtfully, "This child is very approachable and cheerful, and he is very cooperative with our requests. The only thing he keeps silent about the death of his parents and the super magic spirit."

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked sideways at the girl who was looking around with a sugar ball in her mouth, her bright red pupils, which were different from ordinary people, were clear and fine.

"There's no need to go to the bottom of a child." He said in a deep voice, "She just lost her parents, and she is only seven years old this year."

This is also Taneda Santoka's opinion. He has great faith in Fukuzawa Yukichi's character and strength, and he is the best candidate to adopt Yukami Mie.

"I heard that you intend to establish a neutral organization to promote Mr. Natsume Soseki's three-quarter plan?" Taneda Santou sighed and said, "Then you must not let Mori Ogai abduct people."

Mori Ogai, the leader of Mafia in the port, is a perverted child-female control well-known in Yokohama, and his hunting range is under 12 years old.

A seven-year-old, super conjurer, child-girl, obedient and cute, well-behaved and sensible, Mori Ogai dancing ecstatically.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's face darkened, and he suddenly felt a heavy responsibility.

A little girl who is willing to hold hands and walk with him after being given a handful of candy, how can she teach her to kick away a malicious doctor with malicious intentions?

Fukuzawa Yukichi chose his best skill, swordsmanship.

"Before learning the sword, you must think clearly about one thing." In the empty Japanese room, Fukuzawa Yukichi faced the girl he had raised for several months, and for the first time put on a serious and unreasonable expression.

"Why did you swing your sword?"

Xuejian Weizhi held the sword for the first time, the bamboo blade was very heavy, she held it up and shook it like a toy.

The full mantra can easily wrap the skin even with double seals. As expected, Fukuzawa Yukichi saw the girl lightly pick up the bamboo blade that adults find difficult. The blade is crushed.

What a terrifying power, if it is not restrained, it will bring tens of thousands of horrible casualties.

"Teaching the way of the sword is for you to protect yourself." Fukuzawa Yukichi said, "But Zhizhi, you know better than me how powerful you are."

"I hope you will help others and fight to preserve not destroy."

Fukuzawa Yukichi put a lot of thought into preparing for this talk.He knew some supernatural beings who manipulated flames. Destruction and destruction were tyrannical instincts hidden in scorching blood.

Devour everything, even the air is incinerated.When the flame touches human skin, it is the beginning of a disaster. How can we protect it?

Children are the most instinctive creatures. It is difficult for them to understand the meaning of "restraint", and they will only act recklessly according to their own wishes.

If Fukuzawa Yukichi hadn’t discovered that she had no desire for destruction during the period of raising Yukami Mie, the only situation where she would actively summon flames was to roast marshmallows, and she was obsessed with sleeping with a dry ice fire extinguisher every day, Fukuzawa Yukichi Gee must have waited a few years before starting to teach.

How can you speculate maliciously on a little girl who sneakily roasted marshmallow skewers with the fire on her arm, and then stuffed them with tears and didn't waste food after they were burnt?

People with a heart of stone have to soften their hearts for her, not to mention a parent like Fukuzawa Yukichi who looks serious and ruthless but actually dotes on their children.

"I understand." The little girl nodded solemnly, "My power is as bright as the stars at night, even if there are many seals, it can't hide the brilliance of the strong! Sailor Moon of love and justice is always ready to fight for world peace !"

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "..."

No, he shouldn't let Zhi Zhi become obsessed with Shui Bingyue and Kamen Rider, how could he be so stupid after being a good child?

The second disease started from kindergarten children, Fukuzawa Yukichi never thought that this declaration was just the beginning.

He thought that Zhizhi was just talking, but Xue saw that Weizhi was very serious.

She wrote a crooked calligraphy with a brush and hung it on the wall opposite the bed, with four large characters written on it: "World Peace!"

Every time she stands on the bed and learns transformation gestures to Sailor Moon and Kamen Rider on the TV, Zhizhi will look at her "calligraphy works" seriously, not forgetting her original intention.

It was too late when Fukuzawa Yukichi found out that something was wrong, and he kept trying to correct Yukami Mie's chuunibha thinking.

He just wants you to know how to help others, not to rise to the height of practicing desperately to save the world!

"Obviously, he didn't succeed." Gojo Satoru sighed.

He and Noctua Masamichi listened to the short story of "Young Zhizhi Drives Crazy Guardian" told by Yukimi Mie, and there was only one thought in his heart:

Fukuzawa Yukichi-san, it's really not easy.

Ye Mo Zhengdao mourned for two seconds in silence for his innocent death, and nodded to Gojo Wu: "Wu, take her to the dormitory."

"What are you talking about principal?" Wujo Satoru was shocked, "It's summer vacation now, and there are two months left before leaving school."

Ye Mozheng said: "Then why did you bring people here so early?"

Gojo Satoru: "Before the Armed Detective Agency and the Supernatural Secret Service Division find out, let's cook the raw rice first."

"...Mr. Fukuzawa doesn't know about you bringing her here today?"

Noctua Zhengdao suspects that his silent cell phone has been blown up by the parents of the students.

"I abducted Zhizhi as soon as school was over." Wujo Wutan frankly messed up Yukimi Mie's hairstyle again, and the girl who lost his arm bandage angrily took away his blindfolded bandage.

Gojo Satoru didn't dodge, he deliberately bent down in annoyance, so that even if he jumped up, he couldn't pull away his bandages and took away the tactical supplies smoothly.

Yukimi Mie tied the bandage, she bit the end of the bandage with her teeth and tied it neatly, and tied the hair that was messed up by Gojo Satoru again.

"I'm going back." She raised her hand, "Mr. Wutiao, what about the reward you promised me?"

"Well, let's use it as collateral first." Gojo Satoru bent down and picked up Noctuma Masamichi's half-made white cat doll from the ground, and threw it to Yukimi Mie.

Maomao has only finished knitting soft fur, without installing eyes or mana cores, which is more perfunctory than the peddler who sells dolls at the gate of Lihai.

Zhizhi and Maomao looked at each other.

She only knew that Gotjo Wutiao was despicable and shameless, but she didn't know that he could be so shameless.

That's not at all the same as what was said!Bad review!Five-star bad review!

"I didn't say I'd go back on my word." Gojo Satoru, who was coaxing the little girl openly, said frankly, "Of course the reward must be given. But I'm a shy person, and the principal is here, so I can't let it go."

Night Moth Zhengdao: I have never seen such a brazen person.

Xue Jian Weizhi doesn't believe it, you must be deceiving Zhizhi, don't think she is easy to deceive!

Stared at by the girl's suspicious eyes, Gojo Satoru simply squatted down and said sincerely in a posture slightly shorter than her: "Doesn't Zhizhi believe in the teacher? When it's just the two of us, you can feel whatever you want, okay?" good?"

Xuejian Weizhi struggled for a while, weighing between fulfilling the promise today and collecting interest later, and finally nodded reluctantly.

It's just three things, next time she finds an excuse to escape, she must use a razor to hunt down Gojo Satoru all over Tokyo.

"Good boy, good boy." Gojo Satoru wanted to rub her head again, but was dodged by the vigilant girl Lightning.

He couldn't even touch his head, but her hairstyle was ruined three or four times by Gojo Wu, just thinking about it made me very angry.

"My treat, Tokyo Ginza Tippai Sushi." Gojo Satoru stood up, "I'll take you back to Yokohama after eating."

"Pack it up, it's all for the detective agency!" Yukimi Mie tried to kill Gojo Satoru.

The price of the shirt was 25. The super rich man nodded indifferently. He familiarly grabbed the little girl in the crook of his arm and disappeared on the spot.

Leaving Noctuma Zhengdao alone, lost in thought.

——When there are only two of us.

—Touch casually.

Should he dial the alarm number in his mobile phone or not?