Spell Meow

After returning home, I was naturally treated like an emperor—a three-day limited-time experience coupon.

My parents didn't ask me why I didn't bring the cat back. I think they probably thought that something happened to Shi Er so I didn't bring him back, so I was worried that mentioning him in front of me would cause me sad things.

That's not the case, but I'm relieved they didn't ask me why - I really haven't figured out how to explain why I didn't bring Shire back.

So probably out of the kindness of wanting me to forget this "sad thing", I suddenly fell into the busyness of preparing New Year's goods. Daddy grabbed the cured meat and stuffed sausages to make stewed meat. He changed from a sea turtle elite back to Cuihua at the entrance of the village in an instant. Every day he was busy with unkempt hair and wrapped in a big cotton jacket. Finally, he waited until he was ready to take his things to grandma's house. During the Chinese New Year, looking at my glamorous and beautiful self, I even questioned who you are and why you appeared in my mirror for a moment.

But it was only so beautiful for a few hours. After returning to my grandma’s house, I immediately tore my hair and wrapped it in my warm little padded jacket. I stepped on my grandma’s loving cotton shoes and carried a basin to fetch cats and dogs. No, to take care of small animals. up.

After returning home, the Chinese New Year is finally not as cold as when I lived alone in Tokyo. Although there are fewer firecrackers, occasionally the sound of fireworks flying up and exploding can be heard from far away, accompanied by the rumors from every household. The hot aroma of the food that came also made the winter not so cold.

The four-eyed big black dog of my grandma's house wagged its tail and followed me eagerly, staring at the rice bowl in my hand, licking its nose so greedy and whining aggrievedly.But it's a pity that the pot in my hand is for feeding ducks, not for him to eat—although I acted like I wanted to feed him, but that was just to tease him.

The simple Gougou hasn't seen through my plot yet, and has followed me step by step loyally to scare every Gogou that seems to want to say hello or grab a bite. Seeing that, I feel a little bit guilty and decide to Later, while my father is not paying attention, I will steal a piece of white chopped chicken and give him a tooth sacrifice.

The raccoon cat with beautiful green eyes looks particularly fluffy and plump in winter, squatting beside the fence and staring at the white fluffy ducks inside. Seeing me coming, it meowed lazily, and leaned over to my feet and arched its back to rub against me. Grabbing my trouser legs and wanting to run towards me, it is obvious that he is only showing affection to me because he is staring at the rice bowl in my hand.

"It's not for you," I grabbed the nape of his neck as usual, pulled the guy off me and put it aside, then rubbed his chubby face and warned casually, "Don't catch ducks in it Do you know? Who did you learn to be so greedy? Even... a greedy cat."

For a while, I was a little bit thinking about cats, probably because I went home. This feeling of sadness rose very quickly. Before I remembered it, I had already grabbed Lihua in my arms and rubbed him hard. Immediately, he meowed loudly and was very dissatisfied. He stretched out his paws and was about to pat me. He accidentally left a few scratches on his hands and let him break free.

...But I forgot that not every cat is transformed from a human being and has such a good temper.

The skin is not broken at all, but there are a few more red marks. The raccoon lied on the roof and stared at me vigilantly as if I had been molested, with its tail standing up behind it very vigilantly. The look of running away.I thought to myself, little bastard, although I haven’t seen you for a long time, but you are still the one I see—you are three months old. Is this how you treat your parents who have fed you?

But I just thought about it in my heart. After all, it is a free-range cat that is used to wild in the village. It is normal that I am not used to being so close to people.But then I couldn't help thinking about my cat again.

Although it has been almost a year, but it may be because of the Chinese New Year. Now I suddenly miss my cat, and then I feel like even if he is not actually a cat, but he can become a cat, it can be me. cat urges.

...can't think anymore.

I rubbed the red scratches on my hands, and finally made up my mind to bring a kitten back after the next year.

The things that have passed should be let him go, and he can't continue to think about it.

But as soon as I withdrew my thoughts and looked away from Lihua, I suddenly heard a cat's sharp howl.Lihua fluffed down from the roof and ran behind me. I was quite shocked. I didn't expect him to grow into a gas tank in winter, but he didn't look like a gas tank when he ran. But when I came back to my senses, I was so angry that I picked up the broom that was cleaning the fence and looked at the roof, thinking that there is a cat that dares to bully my cat under my nose. Doesn't the freshman live on the sidelines? !

I squinted my eyes and searched on the roof for a long time but couldn't find the second cat, but Lihua was still hiding behind my feet and pursing his ears, as if the cat that beat him down on the roof was still there, especially Staring intently at the roof, whining and screaming, the picture of why you two haven't come up to avenge me is abnormal.

I suspect that my eyesight has deteriorated because I stared at the computer too much, so I didn't find my Lihua's enemy, but after looking carefully at the bricks and tiles on the eaves, I am very sure that my vision has not deteriorated. If the bricks and tiles here are lowered I should not be able to see clearly, and it will be even more strange where the cat is.

Probably because we (Void) confronted each other for a long time, the cat finally couldn't squat anymore, and raised its ears to look at us.The moment I saw the cat, I was speechless for a moment, but I quickly came back to my senses, and I understood why I hadn't found him for a long time.

It was a black cat, completely black with no stray hairs, only a pair of golden eyes sparkling on its face.For a moment I thought I saw Shire, but as the black cat slowly stepped out of the shadows, I was sure it wasn't Shire.

Shi'er's body was at least two circles bigger than this black cat. This black cat was lean, healthy and normal, and looked like a normal black cat.

I now only use the words normal and abnormal when evaluating black cats.

It may be that after raising a black cat, I have no resistance to black cats. After hesitating for a while, I calmly ignored my own Lihua, who was staring at the black cat and waved at the black cat. He physically muted the sound, showing his gentlest expression, and gave the black cat two sips, successfully making him prick up his ears and look towards me.

He is probably a free-range cat from some family, and he doesn't seem to be very vigilant. I jumped off the roof after a couple of sips, hesitated a bit, and then stared at my cat Lihua vigilantly. Approaching me, he opened his mouth and let out a tender "meow", which made me wake up from the black cat trap and stare at him vigilantly.

I have only heard such a clip of "meow" on Shier.

But although he was wearing a collar, he didn't have a nameplate, and the style of the collar was different from Shier's before, which made me feel a little relieved.

Although I didn't ask directly, I still know that Wujo-kun's nameplates represent their original names, and they cannot be taken off, otherwise they wouldn't be so ostentatious wearing nameplates with their names on them. , and the collar doesn't seem to be able to be taken off, so I'm a little too nervous.

I do have a preference for black cats in Aiwu and Wudi, but I also do have a bit of PTSD towards black cats.

My Lihua looked at me in disbelief as I touched this black cat with glossy, slippery fur and faint redness from the sun. He looked at me like he was looking at a traitor, and finally meowed angrily. He turned his head and ran away without giving me one.Gougou seemed curious about him and wanted to sniff him, but he was not curious about him at all after being slapped on the nose by the black cat and whining twice before hiding behind me.

Although black cats are not very friendly to cats and dogs, they are quite friendly to people.I touched his head and he didn't resist much. Gulu Gulu raised his neck and motioned for me to touch the softer fur on his throat. Even his golden eyes narrowed happily, and the tip of his tail moved briskly. Shaked behind him.

For a moment, I felt that I saw Shier again, but Gojo-kun mentioned to me before that they can only grow bigger and not smaller. The largest body length is the same as their height when they were in human form, and the smallest is when they usually become cats. look.

A few of them are still in the growth stage, so their body shape will change again, but Shier's body shape will not change after he becomes a cat, unless his body shape changes a lot when he becomes a human. Only the changes in him may be reflected in his form after turning into a cat.

So I touched the black cat's arched back and felt that he was a few yards smaller than Sher, and I couldn't help laughing at myself for being too suspicious, seeing a black cat and thinking it was Sher.But in fact, the relationship between us is just like that. I can only say that as a breeder, I am happy to cooperate with the cat, but it will not let him chase me across the country-it would be too nonsense, if he eats soft food, he can do it. To this extent, I also admire him, but the problem is how nonsense you think about this kind of thing.

So I couldn't help but look at the black cat more softly. The black cat purred and rubbed against my feet, the tip of its beard trembled slightly, and a very tender meow came out of its throat.

Is it just that the cry is too similar, or is it that all black cats have such a whiny personality?

There are two of us, a man who is affectionate and a concubine who is interested. Although I knew that he might be a free-ranging cat, I still couldn't help hooking him back, and he followed me very cooperatively and stuck to my feet. He walked briskly all the way to the door of my house, not only that, but also gave my dog ​​two slaps to threaten him to stay away from me when he wanted to stick to it, which made me feel funny.

The serious and unusually long four-eyed black dog could only slump behind me with its tail between its legs.After all, it is also a puppy I have raised for three months. I still can't bear to let him be bullied by a black cat who is just a romantic relationship. I originally wanted to grab the cat and hold it in my arms, but I looked at my palm ——I touched the cat just now with a handful of ashes, and I don’t know which coal pile he rolled out of. All in all, his filthiness is beyond the range I can bear, so I can only give up this plan resentfully, and greet him one step behind He touched his dog, rubbed the furry head of the dog to comfort him: "Hey, my sister will give you something delicious when I get back, okay?"

Although he didn't understand what I was saying, he still wagged his tail and laughed silly.The black cat meowed again, flaccidly and bonelessly circled half a circle under my feet, tripped my feet, squinted its eyes and looked critically at the dog, but didn't stretch out its paws to bully him again. I'll just assume that the two of them can coexist peacefully.

"Come back? Oh, why is there a kitten?"

Mommy just came out with a pot of marinated beef, and she was a little surprised to see the black cat around my feet, then looked at me with a hesitant expression, and said very kindly: "Who's cat?" Kitten? Where did you see it? Are you hungry after following you?"

Although Mommy didn't say it, I think she must regard me as the kind of incompetent, furious and affectionate male partner who lures other people's black cats back for dinner because she sees cats and misses cats by all means—that's not the case!He came here by himself!

But because Shi Er didn't come back with me, it was because of unspeakable reasons, so I couldn't shout that I didn't use other people's cats as meal replacements, so I could only endure the humiliation and bear the burden of Mommy's misunderstanding-of course it was a little bit so Yes, but I just want to bring him back to play for a while.Anyway, the cats, cats and dogs in the village would walk around to eat and drink by themselves every day. Although he came back with me now, he would also go back by himself when it was time for dinner. I know where I'm going, but I'm sure I'll be squatting at home after dinner.

Mommy specially brought us a plate of white-cut mutton so that I could give them two teeth-beating sacrifices. Originally, this kind of good meat should not be given to them, but probably because of seeing the black cat, Mommy gave it to the two of them. With a tacit look in my eyes, I smuggled out this small plate of mutton without telling my grandmother.Although I don't really want to know which tacit understanding is this tacit understanding, but for the sake of mutton, I decided to be the affectionate male second who lost Bai Yueguang. I pulled a chair about my age and sat on it. In the yard, basking in the sun, sharing the plate of mutton with a cat and a dog.

When the black cat saw me sitting down, it grabbed my trouser legs and squatted on my lap very naturally. I didn't even have time to grab his nape and throw him off my lap. He was already very The rascal paralyzed on my legs in a long strip, stretched my waist, spread out my limbs comfortably, squinted my eyes with my belly upturned, and dozed like a human.

I pinched his paw pads, it was cold and soft, and it didn’t feel rough like ordinary free-range cats that jump up and down all the year round, but it was very smooth—and it was the same color as Shier’s paw pads. I can also see the sharp claws protruding from the claw sheath, which are extra sharp and don't look like they have been trimmed, which makes me feel more at ease.

Although this kind of paranoia made me feel very sick, I still touched the black cat from the beginning to the end, and finally felt relieved when he glanced at me impatiently. On the cotton trousers, the dust from the two plum blossom paw prints that this guy had printed picked up the mutton and handed it to his mouth.

He didn't seem too interested in eating, but the dog's greedy eyes never moved away from my hand.He didn't appreciate it, so I just let him go, touching the black cat's hot fur, and for a while, I had the illusion that the stocky guy was paralyzed on my legs.

The continuous purring sounded like an engine, and the black cat lay on my lap and drooped its head drowsily. I touched his muscular thigh, thinking about how this guy feels and how it is. It looks a bit too similar, is it the problem with my Lihua gas tank or are all black cats such a strong type?

...and on closer inspection, this guy looks a bit too similar to Shier.

Although most of the black cats look the same - some are very difficult to distinguish, even the owner sometimes has a really hard time distinguishing whether a black cat is his own cat, but looking at the legs A cat who doesn't even bother to open his eyes, and I somehow feel that he looks too much like Shier.Whether it's the feel of the muscles, the feel of the fur, or the shape of the face and the paw pads, I always feel that he looks exactly the same as Shier.

Only the very perfunctory linen collar wrapped around his neck is the only difference between him and Shier.

I hesitated for a long time, until the dog leaned against my feet and became drowsy, and then whispered to the cat on my lap, "Shir?"

The black cat gave a sweet meow, and pressed its paws on my hand, and rubbed its furry head against the back of my hand, just past the scratches left by the Lihua gas tank on the back of my hand.

His reaction made me a little uncertain for a while, and after thinking about it, I shouted: "Xiao Hei?"

He mited again, not caring what name I called him, his tail curled up and he seemed quite happy.

Then I rotated countless names from the black little pig baby Mimi Black Pig, and all I got were the very loud meows of the black cat purring. This finally made me let go of the last doubt and rub him The fluffy belly feels relaxed all at once.

It's definitely not the reaction of Shi'er to be caught doing bad things by me. After I recognized him, he should have started to play dead long ago, but the black cat's reaction was completely different from his.

——Of course it is not ruled out that he will come to fool me after he goes to the Drama Academy—although he has already returned, and he told me before that there will be no conjurers who can turn into cats in my hometown, but I also It's true that I'm about to meet the cat ptsd. At first glance, I always feel suspicious when I see this black cat that looks like him, which looks like a model.

But at least now I am very sure that this is a free-range kitten who lives outside for hundreds of meals, otherwise it would be unreasonable to respond to every name. Looking at my mood on Sunday, I randomly choose a lucky audience to accompany me to bask in the sun and help me comb my hair, so I am very enthusiastic about each name like a Neptune.

As the lucky viewer who was selected by him to bask in the sun and comb his hair, I don’t mind him rolling all over my padded jacket with dust, and I stroked his soft belly and asked again: “I don’t like to eat lamb, I'll get you some chicken later, okay?"

The black cat purred and moved its tail, not knowing whether it was good or bad.

I simply slumped on the chair and put my hands on his stomach to play with the mobile phone, but he was also well-behaved, with one lying on my lap and not moving much.This long-lost sense of peace made me feel in a trance for a moment, as if I had returned to every rest day when Shier was by my side and accompanied me.

Although at that time he seldom slumped across my body with his belly stretched across my body like this, but he would nestle beside me and stick to me to work with me all afternoon, play games and watch movies with me, and wait until dinner time. Can move, get up lazily and meow, urging me to buy cat food for him.Thanks to him, my schedule is much more stable during the day off, at least I don’t fall asleep until the afternoon, play with my phone, and eat the only meal of the day until around five o’clock.

It wasn't until the sun went down that it was time for dinner that the black cat lying on my lap yawned and got up.My raccoon pig slipped into the yard in the afterglow of the setting sun very punctually. When I saw the cat lying on my lap, it immediately exploded and pulled its ears and yelled at me. If it wasn’t because it was beaten by a black cat before , he is afraid that he is going to come up and beat the cat right now.

The black cat was quite contemptuous of his stern and useless gas tank, and jumped off me without giving him a look, meowing while rubbing against the chair, and was about to touch my feet again.I felt quite refreshed as a meal replacement all afternoon, so I didn't care much about the dispensable conflicts among the cats. I said the emperor's eccentric perfunctory appeasement and said to my gas tank: "It's just I just came here to play, after all, it’s a guest, why don’t you ask him a little bit.”

The raccoon obviously didn't intend to understand, and walked away from the black cat vigilantly and nervously, and meowed at me angrily, as if condemning me for not kicking the cat away. It's so ridiculous!

"Hey, I'll go bibimbap for you, you are not allowed to fight with others."

I used the mutton left over from the dog's mouth to bribe the very easy-to-bribe little piggy, and he was obviously successful by my bribery. Eat and savor this hard-won delicacy.The black cat is very obedient. After following me to the door, he didn't go in with me again. He just sat down obediently at the door and blinked his eyes at me. He looked very educated, which made me more sure that he was Someone is raising them.

It's a pity, if it's a stray cat, I'll raise it myself... Forget it, it's better not to raise a cat that looks too similar to Shier.

While thinking this way, I went in and planned to give them some bibimbap. Of course, there was no extra rice bowl, so I could only let him share the same bowl with the gas tank, and feed him alone after the gas tank was finished.

But when I came out with cat food and dog food, the black cat that was squatting at the door had long since disappeared. Only my own two eyes were squatting at the door waiting for me. I kept rubbing against my legs, and seeing him relax, it was obvious that the black cat was no longer there.

I felt lost for a moment, but when I thought that he was not my cat, he should have gone back to my house to eat like my civet pig, so I was melancholy for a moment and then let go of the matter and put the rice bowl away. After putting it down, he stroked Zhuzhu's stocky and secure back, wondering whether he would be lucky enough to meet this black cat tomorrow.

But it is probably impossible. The free-range cats in the village are more dewy than Lushuiqingyuan. Although I am a little regretful, I didn't take this matter too seriously-until I returned home after the year and saw it nearby that black cat.

Although I don't know whether the range of activities of free-range cats is so large, I still think it's a little strange that he appears tens of kilometers away.But this time he turned around and ran away when he saw me as if he didn't know me at all.

This kind of reaction made me a little uncertain for a while whether the black cat I saw was the one I saw at my grandmother's house. If not, the density of black cats around me would be too high. You know There are not even a few stray cats in my community, let alone a black stray cat.

Is this the law of African chieftains attracting black cats?That doesn't make sense, I think that after returning to China, at least I'm not as unlucky as I was in Japan, so that I can pick up seriously injured four-legged golden beasts wherever I go-although it's fake, it is indeed enough to sell golden beasts, You can't attract black cats wherever you go, right?

I really tossed and turned thinking about this matter. Out of a bit of occupational disease, I still chose to squat in the community the next day after seeing this black cat to see if I could squat again.

Black cats are almost my obsession.

But this time I squatted down to the black cat on the second day.

I don't know if it's the same one that ran away when I saw me yesterday, but it's a black cat anyway.

This one ran away without seeing me, instead it trotted over as if seeing an old acquaintance, snoring and rubbing against my feet, making a sweet meow.This kind of meowing with high concentration of sugar is really familiar. I pinched the black cat's forelimbs and lifted him up. From the collar around his neck, it turned out that it was the black cat I had seen in my hometown before. cat.

...Oops, the hallucinations are a little bit worse.

The similarities that I had almost forgotten before reappeared in front of my eyes. I looked at the black cat in front of me with some inexplicable words, and finally remembered what I forgot after I came back from my grandmother's house last time. Son.

Forgot to ask Wujo-kun and the others about the black cat.

But his innocent and lovely appearance is really different from Shi Er.If I have to distinguish carefully, for me it is probably the difference between industrial saccharin and natural high-quality sucrose-of course it is the former, but to be honest, it is really hard for me to let go of the idea of ​​Shier going to study acting skills, just dragging The good-tempered black cat tossed and rubbed in his hand for a long time, but I still couldn't find any evidence that he was Shire.

The cat must have finally become impatient with my tossing, meowed and grabbed my hand and ran down.As soon as I let go, he ran away without looking back. I stood where I thought for a while, and Wu Tiaojun sent a message.

Wutiao-kun is probably very busy recently. He was originally a severe Internet addict who never left his mobile phone. He didn't reply to my message until I was about to sleep at night. Even when I didn't reply to his message immediately I called, and as soon as I connected the phone, I heard a series of rapid meows from the receiver, meowing up and down, accompanied by an inaudible noise, which made the listener a little speechless.

"Can't you change back first?"

The cat grunted twice on the other end of the phone. I vaguely felt that I heard other cats meowing, but they were vague and inaccurate. In addition, Wutiao-kun’s voice came from the other end of the phone very quickly. He didn't think about it any more, and asked directly: "Can you conjurers become smaller after the feline body is fixed?"

"How is it possible!" Gotiao-kun complained on the phone, "What do you think of a conjurer? We are still human, okay! We are not cat monsters. How can we change our body shape after it is fixed? This is not puberty. It can also grow taller. Our minimum body size and maximum body size will basically not change after being fixed, unless the appearance of humans changes a lot, it will be slightly reflected in the appearance of cats, but generally speaking, this change is also It's basically invisible—what happened to you?"

I hesitated and said: "I met a black cat that looks very similar to Shier, or exactly the same. Although I don't think he will come to me, I just want to make sure that Shier is not Is that one of you an exception?"

"Although that guy has always been an exception among exceptions, this kind of thing should not be an exception." Gojo-kun sounded a little more serious: "If he was an exception in this kind of thing, he would have done it 300 years earlier." You can leave the Zenyuan house, and it is impossible for me not to know. He is not a conjurer, but there are more exceptions among conjurers after turning into a cat—not the change in size, but other mutations, but All in all it's 90.00% nine times out of the question that it won't be him."

Speaking of this, he complained again: "Besides, don't black cats all look the same, and they are not long-haired cats. You can also identify them from the shape. Short-haired black cats are still his very common long-tailed cats. A short-haired black cat, except for its size, isn’t it all poured out of the same mold?”

When he said this, I began to wonder if I missed the first bad bastard I raised so much that I really misunderstood it-but as a long-haired white cat, you really have the right to despise black cats Does it look like it was poured out of the same mold?Don't you solid colored cats all basically look the same? !

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be said in front of Wujo-kun. He claims that he is the most beautiful in the world-so far I admit that he is very good-looking, whether it is human or cat, but all in all, he cannot That said, he will be bored to death.

It was rare to make a phone call, and I chatted with him for a while, mainly listening to him complain that there are too many things to do recently and he has to take care of his studies.

——Of course, it is an easy task for Mr. Wujo Wu of Niubi to take care of these things and do the best job, but this does not mean that he will not feel tired. Judging from his tone, this point seems to be still outside Just after leaving the field, I glanced at the time. The hour hand has passed twelve o'clock and gradually turned to the early morning. I can't help feeling a little sympathetic to the high school students who are still working overtime at this point and have just entered adulthood. From the understanding of their special job, they can't play this job for a day or two, and he probably has to stay outside for a few days to take care of the aftermath before he can rest, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a long-winded complaint.

"All in all, Teacher Yemo is too much. Fortunately, Qihai and Huiyuan can basically help now, otherwise Jie and I are so busy that we don't even have time to catch our breath!"

Although it is a little annoying, just like the cat at home is still very annoying when it chatters no matter how loudly it meows, but for the sake of his hard work, I can't help but sympathize with the one who entered the life of a social animal early. After a while, the high school student asked him sincerely if he needed some health-preserving tea bags to soak in a thermos to relieve the fatigue of staying up late and working in the field-get the drops of tea bags through Li Xiaolang.

Anyway, he has always had the habit of drinking this kind of tea. Since he revealed that he is a real Taoist priest, I finally believe that the fatigue relief I got from the tea bag he gave me is not a mental buff, but a real buff.

And it just so happens that he has been staying in Japan during this period of time to prepare for his wedding with Sakura, and they have become familiar with each other at some point, I believe Xiaolang will not mind.

"They don't have time to talk to me! Besides, every time I go there, I have to eat dog food, so I don't want to go!"

Although he has an overly pretty face, Gojo-kun, who has a really fucked personality, yelled angrily that he is still single so far. I skillfully said "ah yes yes yes" "It's their fault how can I give someone who didn't A child who has been in love eats dog food." "Then I'll send you some next time" to appease him three times in a row, and it took half an hour for the child to react after comforting him.

... Small animals are indeed time killers, the ancients did not deceive me.

After Gojo Satoru hung up the phone, he showed a thoughtful expression.

He hadn't heard from Fuhesher for some time.To be specific, after their identities were exposed, there were still traces of him left in the big incident that Fuheshier caused since then. Even if it wasn't for that incident, Gojo Satoru almost felt that this guy had already dead yet.

Although being able to change the size of the cat after the body shape of the cat is basically fixed basically violates the magician's law of cat transformation - of course, there is no reason to be able to transform into a cat, but Gojo Satoru is very upset at the moment He realized that if it was really Fuhesher, he might really be able to do it.

The frequency of the sky and the curse is not rare, but the degree of complete exchange of magic power like Fuhesher... is indeed unique.

Even Gojo Satoru doesn't know to what extent his exchanging heaven and curse can be done on the flesh/body, but it is obvious that it will not be the same as a conventional magician.

But that guy changed his appearance and appeared there... It's not impossible, but compared with Fu Heisher's previous character design, it's a bit too OOC, but think about the last time I saw it at Fu Hei's house Wujo Satoru felt that it was not impossible.

Is the sincerity of the rotten person... I really didn't expect that Fuheshier would encounter this kind of situation, this is really...

This is so exciting to watch.

Gojo Satoru suddenly brightened up, and decided to take some time to see Miss Mu, whom he hadn't seen for a while, to see if that guy Fu Heisher was really haunting her. But that would be great.

Ms. Mu's character, anyway, is absolutely impossible to accept such a lousy person like Fu Heisher who is single, not to mention drags his family and two children, and is a gangster and addicted to gambling. Even if it was put on the marriage and love market, there would be no sales at all. He really wanted to see what kind of ending would end up with a person like Fu Heisher, especially if he got serious.