I can't give my child whatever they want

A little earlier, the place separated from the room by a wall.

In front of the door of this basement is a long and narrow corridor, which passes through a right-angle bend and is connected to the ground by the same narrow and steep steps.

It was difficult for two people to walk side by side in the corridor. It seemed that it was not a place that would normally be used as a waiting area. Gintoki Sakata glanced at the vice president from the corner of his eye. Once in position, he turned around and planned to leave.

Sakata Gintoki looked at her back without hesitation, and suddenly asked: "That's your son, isn't it, why don't you say hello?"

The woman didn't seem to understand this question very much: "What are you talking about? The bachelor was only born from my belly. The relationship between me and the bachelor cannot be summed up by the secular mother-child relationship."

"Let me think about it." The woman rubbed her chin, trying to think, "I'm more like an agent of a bachelor? A manager? In short, this kind of role."

"...That's it."

"Is there anything else?"

Sakata Gintoki shook his head, the vice president bowed slightly to several people and continued the plan that was interrupted before, Brother Kidney Xu was called into the basement.He and Gojo Satoru were the only ones left in the corridor.

Sakata Gintoki squatted against the wall like a punk. His body proportions were particularly good. Considering his height of 1.7 meters [-], his legs were ridiculously long, especially when he was squatting, directly occupying most of the narrow corridor.

Gojo Satoru was standing next to him, and he didn't stand properly, with his hands in his pockets and his right foot pointing to the ground. He didn't look like a good person either.

Coupled with the sparse hair color of the two.

It looks like a street (gai) Liuzi duo.

After a long silence, Gojo Satoru broke the deadlock first and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Sakata Gintoki asked back: "What are you doing?"

"You know what I'm talking about."

"How do I know what you're talking about if you don't tell me."

"Eh?" Gojo Satoru pretended to be very disappointed, "Don't we even have this tacit understanding? It's obviously the second date."

Sakata Gintoki was a little speechless: "How long do you plan to hang out with the meme on the second date?"

"To the third date?"

Sakata Yinshi glanced at him, sighed long and softly, and said softly, "I don't intend to do anything, so what else can I do?"

Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, deliberately distorting the meaning of the other party: "Do you want to get inspiration from me? It's a good try."

Sakata Gintoki suddenly regretted that he hadn't learned the nirvana from Toyako Immortal before. If he had learned nirvana from Toyako Immortal then, first of all he would have been able to expand his acting skills. Get a place in the game.

Secondly, and the last point is, if Yinsang knows how to Xiejie, she will have to fight this brat no matter what she says now.

After the bad taste was satisfied, Gojo Satoru's voice suddenly sank again: "It's okay if it's just an ordinary child. Compared with growing up in such a twisted environment, sending it to an orphanage is a good place to go."

Speaking of this, Gojo Satoru changed the subject: "However, if it is a talented child, it will be difficult to handle."

"It's a very dangerous thing to be able to see but not be able to take countermeasures. Like all murderers, the curse will give priority to dealing with those who look at it."

So if you leave it alone, maybe the child hasn't lived in the basement for long...

"I don't want to know what curses or other murderers are like."

It is unrealistic to keep it by yourself. After all, Sakata Gintoki does not belong to this world. Whether it is a pet or a child, he always adheres to the principle of not keeping it, and if he keeps it, he must be responsible to the end.

So it is more reliable to ask the local people for help.

Sakata Gintoki thought for two seconds, then suddenly thought of something, and turned to look at Gojo Satoru: "Don't your conjurer's children have a special school? Hot-blooded comics are necessary, and you also have them? It's good to let him go to school together gone?"

"That depends on the age. We only have high school, no elementary school."

After squatting down, the height difference between the two became outrageous, and the conversation made Sakata Gintoki's neck hurt.

In addition, his legs were almost numb after squatting for a long time, so he simply sat on the ground, changed several positions in the small space, tried to make himself more comfortable, squeezed his shoulders to soothe his muscles, and said nonsense: "The blonde before The woman said that she discovered it five years ago... the youngest is five years old, wouldn't it be enough to look down a level!"

Gojo Satoru's laughter came from above his head: "Skipping directly to high school at the age of five?"

"If there's anything wrong with it, go to the first grade of high school first, and then stay in the tenth grade, isn't that all right!"

Gojo Satoru started laughing again.

At this time, the door of the basement was suddenly knocked open, and an elderly fat woman ran out staggeringly. When she arrived at Yinshi's place, she tripped over his long legs and slammed her face.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Sakata Gintoki subconsciously apologized, and then realized, "Did something happen inside?"

The woman didn't speak, and didn't care about her hot face, she got up and crawled to the opposite side of the basement.

The two became alert at the same time, and walked towards the pure white room.

In the basement, Brother Kidney Xu was lying unconscious beside him, a little boy with blond hair was holding a handful of nails that exuded an ominous smell with a strange expression on his face, and the boy put his other hand to his mouth and bit his nails.

It seems that there are not only talented children...

Sakata Gintoki was afraid that he would swallow the curse with that look in his eyes.

Without thinking too much, Sakata Gintoki hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Little friend! Don't eat anything of unknown origin! It will cause diarrhea!"

The boy's attention shifted from cursing to the man holding his arm. His nose moved slightly and his eyes lit up: "Uncle, you smell sweet."

"What do you know, this is the taste of adults."

The boy looked forward to it: "Then can I be like this when I grow up? They don't even let me drink fruit juice, saying that sugar will stain the body or something like that."

The two present on this topic can be said to have the most say.

And it happens that the age groups of the two are also different, which can be said to be very convincing.

The middle-aged and elderly representative (?), Sakata Gintoki accused righteously: "Does the human body still need to be stained with sugar? Sugar is pure white. Have you heard of the term dirty adults? It's because those people grow up. Afterwards, under the pressure of public opinion, I suppress my desire to eat sweets, and after a long time, I will become a dirty adult with a psychopath!"

Although one of them is false.

The youth delegation—Gojo Satoru nodded in agreement: "So, as long as you eat more sugar, you can keep your pure heart. In other words, sugar has the same magical effect as purifying the soul."

...Well, maybe both of them are fallacious.

The boy went around twice following this line of thought, and didn't feel anything was wrong. He nodded solemnly with an educated expression on his face.

Seeing that the boy was not incapable of communicating, Sakata Gintoki breathed a sigh of relief, tentatively pulled the boy's wrist lightly, straightened the other's arm as far as possible, and kept the curse as far away from the boy as possible.

The other hand secretly gestured to Gojo Satoru, and at the same time his mouth was not idle: "Now that we are so familiar, let me ask you, what is the matter in your hand?"

The boy was very excited when he heard this topic, and Sakata Gintoki had to increase his strength in order to prevent the opponent from getting out of his control.

"I caught this!" The boy frantically gestured with his free hand, pointing to brother Kidney Xu on the ground, "It grew from that man."

Gojo Satoru asked, "What was that thing like before?"

Impressed by this boy, he replied loudly like rushing to answer: "[I curse you]! That thing keeps saying [I curse you]!"

As the keywords were repeated over and over again, the air at the scene became cloudy, and there was a strange smell in the air, like burnt feathers, mixed with a stench.

As if thinking it was some funny thing, the boy repeated it several times and asked, "Hey, what does [I curse you] mean?"

"It's a bad thing like swearing. Children can't say it."

Sakata Gintoki felt a little uncomfortable, but insisted on not letting go, Gojo Satoru stepped forward to stand in front of him, and negotiated with the boy: "Give me the things."

The boy was a little unhappy, and he refused decisively: "No, I discovered this first. If you want it, you can catch it yourself."

Gojo Satoru had limited patience, and planned to do it directly, but was stopped.

The child Sakata Gintoki encountered this kind of problem a lot, and the matter was not serious enough to take action.

He gave Gojo Satoru a "good" look, and then said to the boy, "I'll trade you some sweets."

"Okay!" The little boy immediately agreed as if he was afraid that Gintoki Sakata would regret it.

After that, because I was really afraid of Sakata Gintoki's repentance.

The little boy stretched out his free left hand to his imprisoned right hand, and when Sakata Gintoki had no time to react, a replacement came.

Afterwards, the free hand holding the curse was straight at Sakata Gintoki's eyes.

As a person who is afraid of ghosts, Sakata Gintoki displayed his will to survive to the extreme at this moment, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

He threw the boy at Gojo Satoru.

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