Miss Gojo can't figure it out

Fu Heihui's pupils shrank suddenly, and after a few seconds, his ears were red and he took a few steps back, almost stumbling and falling.

After a long silence, he said, "Don't get so close suddenly...I didn't peek at you."

"Really?" Youyue Rabbit had a beautiful face.

If the clumsy deception is exposed and refuses to admit it, it will probably only make the other party more rebellious.It wasn't something that had to be concealed, so Fu Heihui gave a rough idea of ​​the reason for hiring her.

In order to prove the credibility of her speaking skills, Fu Heihui searched the library, and finally found a few photos with Gojo Wu.

Youyue wrinkled her nose in disgust: "Wearing a white bandage, you don't look like a good person at first glance. Is he blind? Maybe he will pretend to be blind to cheat money."

——Completely forget about the fact that I often pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Besides, except for the color of his hair, I can't see anything similar to me in him." Youyue said, "His nose is not as upturned as mine, and the angle of his jaw is also more pronounced than mine."

There are no selfies without bandages on Gojo Satoru's line, but there are more landscape pictures.Fu Heihui thought for a moment, went to his room to search for a long time, and finally found the basic residence permit and passport.

Gojo Satoru in the ID photo is still too young. It can be seen that the registration year is when he was 21 years old, and his handsome and expressionless face reveals a sense of alienation.

Yuzuki bit the lollipop into pieces, and took out the bear wallet given by Shigeo Kageyama from his pocket. There were a few ID photos in the light blue shirt with a stand-up collar in the interlayer.

Comparing two one-inch photos together, no matter how face-blind people are, they will evaluate the degree to which the two are siblings.

In terms of appearance, as a woman, Youyue is more feminine and delicate, with cat pupils and blue eyes, the tails of the eyes are raised, and the jaw line is also rounder;

The facial features with the biggest difference are the lips, Wujo Wu's is thin, but Youyue's lips are plump, with passionate lips like petals.

However, in terms of the ratio of the three courts and five eyes, the two are almost exactly the same, and the detached temperament shown in the photos by coincidence, the similarity is incomparable.

Facing the iron-like photo evidence, Youyue falls into deep thought.

"In addition to appearance, the six eyes are the basis for judging blood relationship. It is a genetic technique of the Gojo family. It is a very rare talent that is born once in hundreds of years. The six eyes known in the world, except for my guardian Gojo Satoru, only you."

Youyue listened carefully and kept nodding.

"I have a few questions I want to ask." Youyue said, "The Gojo Satoru you mentioned is your guardian, can I understand it as an adoptive father?"

Although Fu Heihui is unwilling to admit it, they are indeed adoptive father-son relationship in the secular sense.

He nodded stiffly: "Almost."

"Do you still suspect that I am his daughter?"

"Uh..." I don't really doubt it, but it's Mr. Wujo, so it's not impossible.

Youyue interpreted his tangled expression, made a fist with her right hand and tapped the palm of her left hand, and concluded: "I understand! Your adoptive father is my own father, he is a scumbag, and he uses you to spy on me."

Fu Heihui:? !

"So that's the case, are you his running dog?"

"What I mean is that at first I suspected that you were Gojo Satoru's child, but later...forget it. Although that guy is not very respectable, he is still reliable at critical moments. Don't use scum to describe others easily."

Seeing her thoughtful look, Fu Heihui explained the matter again in as simple a language as possible, Youyue said energetically, "I understand", but he didn't really dare to believe it.

In the next few days, Wutiaoyouyue still performed the duties of housekeeping and taking care of the dogs, and the professionalism of the god of migrant workers remained stable.

In addition to the lunch box, even breakfast will be delivered to Fu Heihui. The seaweed rice ball will be made into a panda's face, and the sausage will be cut up to make a small octopus. I have exhausted my thoughts.

Even the thick egg yakiniku is in the shape of Mickey Mouse.

"Hey." Fu Heihui stopped her, and after a while he whispered, "Don't do that, Wutiao."

Youyue looked at his awkward expression for no reason, and then at the thick egg yakiniku pressed out of Mickey molds.

"I understand." Youyue said, "Are you afraid that I will be sued by Diony?"

Fu Heihui: "..."

What are you learning? !

"So, that Fu Hei shouldn't be a bad guy. He was sued by Dioni to pay a lot of money, and he knows to remind you of this." Linghuan Xinlong affirmed, "But you can't give up your vigilance, maybe his The adoptive father is a perverted scum."

"Understood, Master, I will not be deceived by them."

"Speaking of which, why does that brat eat the food you cook? Master, I have never eaten it!"

"Because you only paid me four hundred yuan an hour." Youyue said tactfully, "And he paid too much, Master."

Youyue's service guide has only four words: respect money.Fu Heihui paid more than five times the amount of housekeeping, so she has no reason not to work hard.

Kageyama Shigeo, who was silent at the side, asked: "So, if that person's adoptive father is really Xiaoyou's family, if he wants you to go back to Gojo's house, do you want to go with him?"

"I haven't thought about it." Youyue thought for a while, "But the words of the family members don't sound bad."

According to the recommendations of the dietary guidelines, you should eat tofu, beef and dark vegetables today.

Youyue finished her notes, went to several nearby vegetable markets, and found that only one supermarket currently sells special beef.

She went to queue early, but it was quite difficult to compete with the housewives who had experienced the market for special meat.

When she squeezed to the edge of the freezer, there was only one box of 400g Australian beef left. She stretched out her hand, but another person pinched the other side of the plastic box.

Youyue looked up and saw a shiny forehead.

The bald head let go, frowned and said, "Take it."

And Youyue stared at the top of his head, feeling compassionate, and for the first time chose to voluntarily give up her spoils.

"Why don't I give it to you." She handed it over, "Replenishing the body."

Speaking of which, this person looks a bit like the dragon, will the dragon become bald in the future?

"Hey! You're talking about my hair, right?" The bald head said angrily, "I'm only losing my hair temporarily. Don't act like I have some terminal illness?"

"All hair follicle necrosis is a terminal illness."

"They just hurt because I overworked!"

Youyue thought to herself, but I can see very clearly that none of your hair follicles survived.

The bald head muttered, "Although you are wearing goggles, I always feel that your pity is about to overflow. Forget it, I will eat tofu and chicken pot today. No beef is no big deal."

Youyue:? !

She thought back to that evening—

After finishing her mission and returning to the office, Youyue found that the tiramisu she had put in the refrigerator, where she had repeatedly told the dragon and Linghuan not to move, had disappeared.

It only takes a second for the six eyes to lock on to the culprit.

"Master, please explain."

She walked forward step by step.

Linghuan: "!!"

Obviously the garbage has been disposed of, how did you find it? !

"All the information in this room cannot escape my eyes, and the master is full of flaws."

"Wait...wait a minute." Linghuan said firmly with cold sweat dripping from his cheeks, "Are you angry because I ate the tiramisu in the refrigerator?"

Gojo Yuzuki replied by pulling down the goggles, revealing the scissor eyes, and the index finger of his right hand eagerly tried to touch the knuckle of the middle finger.

Linghuan took a few steps back subconsciously, put her hands on the window sill behind her, swallowed, and said loudly: "That's because you are too weak! Xiaoyou!"

The sudden speech made Youyue stop what she was doing.

"It's like this." Ling Huan's mind was spinning quickly, "Super power is just an innate common characteristic, and the inner strength cannot be copied. Therefore, because a piece of tiramisu is eaten by the master, the mood is unstable. Your Yuyue is very weak!"

——"If you don't have someone you want to protect in your heart, you can't hold the knife in your hand. You are still too weak."

——"The destructive moves that look so shocking are all ineffective against me. Xiaoyou, you are still far behind."

——"When we meet next time, if you can say 'no big deal' to everything you lost. Then, I will admit your strength."

The words of those people came to her ears one after another, and seeing the bald man calmly putting down the special beef, Youyue felt that she had found the password to become stronger.

"Excuse me." Youyue said abruptly, "Is it because you lost all your hair that you are so strong?"

The bald head in front of him was greatly offended, and objected loudly: "I have worked hard to exercise and do physical training to become stronger!"

His facial muscles were a little stiff, and he looked like he was talking about something.

So, just shave your head off?Youyue thought.

Back at the apartment, Youyue finished dinner and called Fuhei to confirm that he had a teacher to give him additional training tonight, and he would be back 10 minutes later. She put the heat-preserving vegetable cover on the meal, and used her mobile phone to search for nearby The best price barber shop.

When the lights come on, the bustling commercial street is as bright as daylight, blocking the night from the center of Tokyo.

The location of the barber shop is not very accurate, Youyue glanced around while pulling the virtual map of the mobile map software.

She suddenly stopped and looked forward.

There stood a dark-haired man with long hair tied up.He was wearing a simple black shirt, standing quietly under the street lamp, carrying a light pink plastic bag with the words "Ke Yu Ya" printed on it, and the street lamp above his head cast a shallow silhouette along the outline of his bony side face.

The man quietly walked towards Youyue, like a cheetah quietly approaching its prey, and the sea water gently flowing into the cool night.

The noisy crowd, the dazzling yellow street lights, and the notification sound from the mobile phone, everything seemed to be paused.

He also stopped in front of Youyue, the obsidian earring on his right ear shone slightly.

"Although for you, this is our first meeting."

He squinted his eyes and smiled: "Long time no see. Youyue..."

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