Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

After obtaining the necessary information, Machima drove Fuheshier away from Shinjuku.

As for the "Ten Years Later Rocket Launcher", it is obviously the effect of 5 minutes, but the fact that Fuheshier has not returned after more than two months is fundamentally unsolvable.

Even Orihara Lin had never heard of such a situation, and spread his hands and said that there was no way, unless they went to Italy to find the Pengelie family to solve it.

Maqima was driving the car, and it happened to be a red light at this time, with her slender, white fingers resting on the steering wheel and holding it weakly, while Fuheshier looked out the window, wondering what she was thinking about.

Shinjuku District is more modern than Shier's recent residence in Bunkyo District, and those towering buildings clearly did not have a trace ten years ago.

This is really, the tears of the times.

Maqima's voice came from the front seat of the car: "Does Shier have any plans for the future?"

Fu Heisher leaned on the back of the back seat, let out a long breath, thought for a while and said, "I have no plans."

Fuhesher was not actually trying to perfunctory Maqima, but he knew whether he had any plans, or had any plans.

Now there are two options, one is tens of millions of Italians, meet the Pengo Lie family and let them send him back to the world ten years ago with the recently developed "Ten Years Rocket Launcher".

The second option is to stay in Japan and never go back, staying in this world ten years from now.

Mazima's golden eyes stared straight ahead, and the signal light was flickering with time, and asked again: "Do you want to go back?"

Maqima could see Fuheshier's appearance from the front mirror of the car. The emerald green eyes of the black-haired man were slightly narrowed, his thin lips were pursed, and the scars on the corners of his lips were clearly visible.

After thinking for a moment, he replied, "You don't want to? This place is much more comfortable than the original life."

Taking advantage of a few seconds before the red light ended, Maqima looked back at Fuhesher: "It's okay if you don't want to, but I can't keep eating and drinking for you, Shier has to go to work."

The red light passed quickly, Mazima stepped on the gas pedal again, and the scene outside the window began to change again.

Fuheshier glanced out the window, and then looked at Maqima's exquisite side face: "I'm not your boss? Is it okay to work for you?"

Although Fuheshier said that he was an employee of Maqima, in fact he knew that he had done nothing, just stayed here and waited for a soft meal.

If it doesn't work, it's okay to let him return to his old profession. After all, he is a professional.

Mazima shook her head: "I'm already home now, so I won't hire you, go find a job."

Fu Heisher lay down on the back seat, resting his arms on his pillow, and asked her in a very lazy tone: "What do you do?"

Machima said, "It's the right job for you."

Fu Heisher asked back: "What kind of job am I suitable for, a magician killer?"

Probably because he was doing this in the world ten years ago, so his first reaction was his original profession.

But looking at the current Internet society, the killer is definitely not as good as before, although even if people know that he is a killer, they can't do anything at all.

But it would be nice if the remuneration was higher because of this.

Fu Heisher had actually taken on several missions before meeting Maqima. It can be seen that the remuneration is indeed much higher than that of ten years ago, but these commissions are almost negligible in terms of the price rise in the past ten years. Excluding.

So he doesn't want to do it much.

Maqima drove the car and said, "Don't Shier want to try the work of a conjurer again?"

Fu Heisher paused and raised his eyebrows: "I don't think so at all."

Fu Heisher obtained the most powerful magic power because of "Heaven and Curse", but in contrast, he has no magic power at all. His existence can be said to be the biggest stain on those in the Zen Academy up.

So before those stubborn old men drove him out, Fu Heisher left the monastery by himself and became a spell killer opposite to the magician.

Fu Heisher married twice in total, the first time was with Hui's mother, and then gave birth to Hui, and the second time, after Hui's mother died, he married into Fu Hei's family. Shir became Fuheisher.

Thinking of this, Fu Heisher patted his forehead, but suddenly found that his hair seemed to have grown a lot, and it was already somewhat covering his sight.

He said to Machima, "Is there a barber near where I live?"

Maqima replied: "I don't know, but Shier's hair is indeed a bit long, or you can come to my house, and I will cut it for you."

Hearing this, Fu Heisher rolled his emerald green eyes, and replied, "I'm sorry for the boss...ah no, you seem to have fired me, then Maqima."

Macchima: "..."

She saw Fu Heisher in the back seat raised the corners of his mouth, and seemed to be in a good mood.

In short, after making such a decision, the direction of the car was changed from the original destination of Bunkyo District to the suburbs around the edge of Tokyo where Gojo House is located.

Shinjuku is a little farther away from Gojo House, plus there is some traffic jam today for some unknown reason, it will probably take about half an hour to drive home.

Now the sky seems to be sunny, there is no longer rain continuously washing on the car windows, and the sun came out very quickly. I have to say that even in early October, the sun in Tokyo is still so sunny.

Maqima drove straight for a while, and at some point, she started gambling again. She leaned back and saw Fuheshier, who saw the front mirror of the car, picked up the phone.

After a while, there was a sound of music in the back seat, but it happened to be audible to everyone in the car.

"Grab the landlord!"

"bomb!"

"The feeling of Hu Pai is really good~"

Macchima: "..."

Maqima couldn't help wondering, what is he playing?

Although those startling words were not spoken by Fuheshier at first sight, and they are not Japanese at all, but these inexplicable words are paired with slightly funny music, and Maqima feels more and more that this combination strangeness.

"What is Shir doing?" she asked.

Fu Heisher: "Fight the Landlord."

Because Maqima didn't give him extra money to spend in the casino, Fuheshier found another place where he could gamble happily with less money.

Maqima had never heard of this so-called "Fighting the Landlord".

Seeing that she hadn't spoken, Fuheshier explained: "Oh, you don't know. This is a game from China. I downloaded it. It's quite fun."

Machima: "...?"

Seriously, did Fuheshir really come from the world ten years ago?How do you still learn to fuck? ?

In the next second, sad music suddenly came from the phone. Fu Heisher scratched his hair irritably, and his huge body turned over in the not-so-large space in the back seat.

"Hiss, we lost again."

All these movements of the black-haired man were seen by Maqima in the front mirror of the car.

It should be playing for money.

Machima thought for a while and asked him, "How much money did you lose?"

Fu Heisher: "500 yuan."

Machima: "Ah, that's fine."

Fuheshier: "RMB."

Macchima: "..."

She originally thought that this game would not burn so much money. If she lost a game, she would pay 500 yuan instead of [-] yen. It would seem like going to a casino.

As if he had sensed Machima's inner thoughts, Fuheshier explained aloud: "It's not always so expensive, but I played a big one this time, and it's usually only a few tens of yen."

I see, Mazima nodded understandingly.

Fu Heisher lowered his head again and continued the round.

There are several reasons why he likes to play Doudizhu, one of which is that the cards are completely drawn by the system, and whether the cards are good or not has nothing to do with his famous "Fat Sheep Tyrant" in the casino.

It's just that Fuheshier is very good at playing a good hand of cards to a pulp.

With Fighting the Landlord, Fu Heisher felt that time passed quickly, as if he arrived at Wutiaozhai in a short while, he got out of the car, watched Maqima take out the key and opened the door, and then followed into the house.

When he saw a group of dogs pounce on them the moment he entered the house, Fuheshier was still a little dazed, but he finally understood when he saw Maqima squatting down and smoothing their fur one by one familiarly.

Ah, so it wasn't robbers.

Soon, Maqima got up and took Hesher into the house: "Wait a minute, I'll go find the scissors and the blind."

In fact, Gojo Satoru didn't have any haircutting tools at home, but once Gojo Satoru wanted to go for a haircut, and Maqima said that she would do it, so Gojo Satoru bought hair scissors and a blind and came back.

Machima brought Fuheshier, who had just washed his hair, to the dressing table, moved a chair for him to sit on, and then helped him wrap a black veil, and started chattering with the hair scissors Hair trimmed.

Maqima stood in front of the black-haired man. The end of his hair seemed to be still dripping with water. She leaned slightly, and the two of them were very close: "It doesn't matter if it's a little shorter?"

Fu Heisher only felt that the woman's warm breath was spraying on his face. He didn't know why, and suddenly he felt like a driver, so he closed his eyes and let out a soft "hmm".

After finishing the haircut, it was already noon, and Fuheshier had finished his breakfast, and Maqima was not hungry, so he simply downloaded Doudizhu for Maqima, and then began to teach her how to play.

He never beat her once after that.

Fuheshier found that no matter what it was, Maqima was quick to learn.

This is the same as gambling. Maqima gambles so hard, of course there is no reason to lose in fighting the landlord.

Although playing Doudizhu can't make a fortune, her psychological thinking and logical thinking ability allow her to easily win a bunch of gold beans and quickly improve her ranking.

Seriously, Doudizhu is really addictive.

Maqima accidentally played with Fuheshier all afternoon, and it wasn't until Fuheshier said that he was a little hungry that he realized that it had been so long.

Maqima got up from the sofa: "Then I'll cook, Shier, wait."

Fu Heisher nodded: "I'm not in a hurry."

In other words, he and Macchima have known each other for more than a week, and they have been together for several days, but they either eat in the hotel or go out to eat, and he has not tasted Macchima yet. cooking.

Thinking of this, Fu Heisher began to look forward to it.

And just when he was about to play another game while waiting, a tall man with white hair and sunglasses suddenly appeared.

"How about having Okonomiyaki tonight? I bought the ingredients and utensils!"

Vol Heshel:?

Gojo Satoru:? ? !

The next second—

"Hey, aren't you the Six Eyes of the Wutiao family?"

"Why are you still alive, Fuhesher??"

……

Maqima had just washed the vegetables, and she went out of the kitchen to get her mobile phone to send a message to Gojo Satoru asking when he would be back, and this was what she saw.

Two big enemies are sitting together to fight the landlord.