Your lunch is mine

Gojo Satoru, who didn't know Nanami Jianren's thoughts at all, was still casually pouring blueberry sauce on the omurice, his posture was so chic and casual, and the blueberry sauce he poured out was... a lot.

Seeing San Yuankui's body couldn't help tensing up, and there was tension in the eyes staring at the other party.

This can of blueberry sauce has been consumed for a while, and there is only half a can left, and she added two spoonfuls to the fried rice just now, which is even less.

Now, now the other party's actions...

Sanyuankui only felt that her heart was aching.

Almost gone!Really almost gone!

Maybe it's because her "fiery" eyes are really eye-catching, Gojo Satoru fell backwards, and noticed Sanyuankui's eyes that wanted to stick to his hand.

Blueberry jam, Qihai also said that the child likes blue, so...

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes slightly, a playful smile appeared on his lips, and then... the right hand holding the blueberry jam fell down quickly and firmly.

Sanyuankui watched helplessly as the little blueberry sauce left in the jar was completely glued to the opponent's omelet rice, his pupils trembled.

Gone……

Gone! ! !

"Oh, is it gone?"

Gojo Satoru, who was so playful and just wanted to amuse the children, patted the bottom of the jar on purpose, then shook his head in a "regretful" way, put the empty jar on the table, and said with a smile that the little girl was hit hard if.

"It's too little. It would be nice to have a whole can."

Sanyuankui: "..."

The amount you put in is already the amount that Qihai does not allow, how can you still put a whole can! ! !

He didn't think there was anything wrong with bullying the children of the junior family at all, seeing San Yuankui's unbelievable appearance, Gojo Gojo excitedly added fuel to the scene again.He sighed, looking regretful.

"Hey, we can only make do with it first."

how is it going?Will it blow up?Megumi is no longer good at using this method to stimulate, but this one is still a brand new kid~

Gojo Satoru did it on purpose, even a blind person can hear it from the voice.

Sanyuankui stared blankly at Gojo Wu for a long while, and finally looked at the other party's omurice with a lot of blueberry sauce with a heartbroken face. The jar of sauce was in his hand, and he pitifully tried to take out a few more drops of blueberry sauce from it.

It seemed like a cat that had been robbed of a can, its ears drooped in frustration, and it could only paw at the empty can in frustration.

Gojo Satoru who was expecting the little girl to explode:? ? ?

Oops, how does it feel like a conscience... Well, it doesn't hurt at all.

But he could watch it, but some people couldn't.

"Mr. Gojo."

Jianren Qihai got up and walked between Gojo Gojo and Sanyuan Kui, then stretched out his hand, and exchanged the two people's omelet rice with a blank face under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Gojo Satoru:! ! !

Nanami, have you already risen to the point of doing it!

Sanyuan Kwai:! ! !

blueberry jam!So much blueberry jam!Qihai is the angel in that kind of story!Blueberry Jam Angel!

"Aoi and I made this together."

Jianren Qihai sat back in his seat, his expression unchanged, as if the actions just now were all Wujo Satoru's illusion, and he was just asking him to taste the food very "politely".

"Mr. Wujo can try it."

... You are not "polite" when you change my plate.

Sensitively hearing the ultimatum from Qihai Jianren's seemingly plain but full of warning voice, Gojo Satoru waved his hand with a smile, and thoughtfully made a...seemingly unserious judgment.

It seems that Qihai protects the cubs very seriously. This is the inescapable path of no return for older single men-becoming a lolicon (bhi)?

He turned his head again and glanced at Sanyuankui who was immersed in the happiness of a large portion of blueberry sauce.

The little girl noticed his gaze, and Ji Ling quickly picked up a spoon to scoop up a big mouthful of omelet rice filled with blueberry sauce, stuffed it into her mouth in one gulp, and even glanced at him with puffed cheeks, and then put the omelet rice in a protective manner. Baofan moved towards her own direction.

Visible to the naked eye, the favorability degree that was no longer at the beginning was even regarded as a scourge that would snatch food.

Afraid of robbing yourself?

Gojo Satoru couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

How could my dignified people's teacher snatch the little girl's omelet rice?

But well...

He looked down at the plate in front of him, and some things became clearer.

Well, I'm pretty sure, she doesn't have the slightest talent to become a conjurer, she's just an ordinary little girl.And since he adopted ordinary people, Qi Hai might really want to take root in ordinary people's society until he grows old.

Even for this child, it is impossible for the other party to step into the "dangerous" world of conjurers again.

Gojo Satoru thought so, and casually stuffed a spoonful of omelet rice into his mouth, and the next second, his movements stopped suddenly.

"Seven seas."

He swallowed hard, turned his head silently, and questioned his soul with a trembling voice.

"How much ketchup did you put in?"

Why is it so sour?

In fact, Jianren Qihai also felt a little sour, with a serious face, and replied to the other party with a flat voice that could not hear any psychology.

"It's a normal ratio, please don't waste food."

It seemed that Gojo Satoru, who suspected that the omelet rice was sour, was the one who lost his sense of taste.

Gojo Satoru:? ? ?

Isn't it too careless to say this?Is your normal recipe so sour?

With Wutiao Wu, the meal was not stopped, but it was not too noisy.

After the meal was finished and the dishes and chopsticks were cleaned and tidied up, San Yuankui went back to the room to fiddle with marbles, giving the space to the two adults.

—although she could actually sense it through the wall if she wanted to know.

Jianren Qihai in the living room finally asked Gojo Satoru's purpose for coming here this time.

"Not really, just passing by to take a look."

Gojo Satoru leaned casually on the sofa.

"If there's anything interesting that's happened lately, it's the admission of a new student?"

As he spoke, he stroked his chin.

"A very energetic child, you swallowed one of the two-faced Su Nuo's fingers without knowing it."

"A finger that swallowed both sides of Su Nuo?!"

Jianren Qihai couldn't help frowning fiercely.

Although he has been away from the magic world for many years, he knows exactly what the two-faced Su Nuo's finger is, and it is an extremely dangerous super-level spell.

"People are fine, is it because of their special constitution?"

Otherwise, it is impossible to be accepted as a student by the other party.

"It can be said that it is quite remarkable to be able to suppress the two-faced Su Nuo."

Gojo Satoru replied with a light smile.

"The talent is also very good, the body is very strong."

"Even so."

The question asked by Qihai Jianren is quite realistic.

"The higher-ups won't be indifferent."

"It's just a death sentence."

Gojo Satoru waved his hand, not paying any attention to the so-called "above".

"It's now on indefinite probation."

"I understand."

In an instant, Jianren Qihai, who had been in the big dye tank of society for many years, understood the thoughts of the upper class.

It is nothing more than to see how many can be suppressed, and if there is one more, it is one. If it doesn't work, kill it directly.

"But despite this, the student himself still needs to pay attention."

Qihai Jianren discusses the facts.

"Even if you can suppress the two-faced Su Nuo for a while, it doesn't mean that you can... in the future, and even if Mr. Wutiao told me like this..."

"I just wanted to show off my new student."

Gojo Satoru interrupted Qihai Jianren's words, with an unscrupulous look, and asked back with a smile.

"And Yuren is very cute. There are three students this year. Counting the last year, do you feel that the population is thriving?"

"Mr. Gojo, are you serious?"

Jianren Qihai said quite sharp words expressionlessly.

"If it was an ordinary school, it would probably have gone bankrupt long ago. But..."

He paused, and had to agree with the other party.

"If there are more than three next year."

Last year, counting the Otoko Yuta who joined midway, there are currently four students in the second grade.

Much better than 2 indeed.

"More than three..."

There was a bit of laziness in Gojo Satoru's voice.

"Maybe next year, good seedlings will pop up like grass after the rain?"

"There is nothing comparable between the grass after the rain and the students."

And the onomatopoeia is wrong.

In the end, Qihai Jianren still didn't continue talking.He let out a breath slowly, first glanced at Sanyuankui's room separated by the wall, then turned to Gojo Satoru again, and spoke solemnly.

"I have a question I want to ask Mr. Gojo."

"Huh? Question?"

With such a serious attitude, it seems that it is not a trivial matter.

Gojo Satoru's mind changed and he made a guess.

For Qihai to ask herself this way, it can only show that it is related to spells. Could it be that something suspicious has happened recently?

Jianren Qihai didn't elaborate, but asked a rather contradictory question.

"There are people who can use spells but can't feel any magic power..."

He paused, and instead of using a description like "spell", he replaced it with a more vague term.

"Ability?"