After the be, the paper people will never forget me

"Hui sauce! It's dry!"

"Wait... do you want to send me away directly?"

In an abandoned factory where the "tent" was set up, Qiqi, who was entrusted by Fu Heihui as a training partner, did her best to perform extremely exaggerated spells on her after the system was strengthened.

Icicles fell from the sky like a shower, and when each one touched the ground, it left a finger-deep pit of various sizes, and the surrounding area condensed into frost.

"Didn't you tell me not to be merciful?" Facing the boy's complaint, Qiqi tilted her head in confusion, "And it seems that compared with that guy Wu, it's obviously already a breeze... "

"Uh..." Seeing the girl's oblivious look, Fu Heihui, who held his forehead, let out a long sigh, "Even if he is not as messy as you!"

He pointed to the huge pit with a diameter of 20 meters that was just smashed out by the opponent not far away: "How do you explain when the "tent" is seen by the citizens after it is withdrawn? "

However, facing the questioning, Qiqi was silent for three seconds, raised her right hand and hit her head, tilted her head and stuck out her tongue: "Hey!"

gave up thinking.

"Don't play dumb." Fu Heihui's forehead was throbbing with veins.

In short, this inexperienced person is still a bit stupid... no, the little teacher who is naturally stupid, although his output is fast, is obviously inaccurate.

Truly and dutifully disguising what a "body stroke" is.

The summoned black and white jade dog swiftly dodged the pursuit of the ice technique, and within a short time it was close. Before Qiqi raised her hand and released the next technique to resist, she jumped up on the ground with her hind legs, one left and one Right crossed the high place and hit the girl in the middle who was heavily protected by the ice wall.

"Wow!"

Counting down, the wall shattered in an instant, turning into refracted sunlight and shattered ice crystals that drifted down. Qiqi was thrown into her arms by two dogs and fell backwards. She fell straight into the big fluffy and warm tail, stretched He hugged the neck of one of the large dogs that came over to lick his face, "giggle" and raised his head in joy.

"It's so itchy, hahaha!"

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

After twisting and rolling on the two big dogs, Qiqi sat up from the ground and started snoring from side to side with two big heads, one black and one white, scratching her chin and holding her paws, and she was also greeted with affection Excited to rub back.

"Uh..." Fu Heihui, who came over, looked down at Qiqi, who had been rubbed up and down by her own jade dog for a long time and couldn't stand up. She thought she was really small. Gojo Satoru, who is a teacher in a high school and has to deal with that trouble, is really embarrassing.

"Stop playing..."

Gently remind Jade Dog to stop, two!Sure enough, the good dog sat still, and only looked up at the two huge dog heads with black and shiny eyes, watching peacefully as the owner stretched out his hand and pulled the girl up from the ground.

Qiqi patted the black and white hair that had been rubbed all over her body, tilted her head and looked at it carefully, before she was expressionless and began to recall the black-haired boy with shikigami, she suddenly curled her lips a little unhappy.

"What's wrong?" Fu Heihui's dark blue eyes lightly swept over, "Are you hungry?"

"no……"

Qiqi shook her head, her face, which looked too immature for her age, was slumped, and she looked more like a wronged child.

"It doesn't feel like it's helping Hui..." It's rare to use your brain to think about this, and kick the stones on the side of the road with the little leather shoes on your feet, "I'm really not suitable to be a teacher."

Of course it was just a casual mention.

Fu Heihui, who didn't know that Qiqi was just complaining about the script setting of this week's show, was silent for a while, her brain was running fast, and she clumsily tried to comfort her: "It's nothing, actually you..."

"very good already."

At least it is better than the unreliable teacher who said something like "Yo Xi, then please teach Yugou to draw five handsome portraits of the teacher within three days as a training target".

"Thanks to my teacher for practicing with me these days, the control is more precise than before."

"So...that..."

"You're fine."

Muttering lowly, not knowing what to say, he ended it hastily. The black-haired boy scratched his earlobes flushed red from embarrassment, only to find that the hat with rabbit ears in his corner of the eye was suddenly replaced by a girl who looked up. s face.

"Xiaohui..."

Fu Heihui looked down, and saw Qiqi blinking her beautiful big eyes, staring straight at her.

"what?"

"Don't force it..." Qiqi covered her mouth and tried her best not to let herself fail, her eyes were smiling and curved into a smirk, "The clumsy comforting appearance looks like she really wants to be teased~"

"To shut up……"

Fu Heihui turned his face away half annoyed.

"Huh? Don't be shy... Megumi is always super cute."

"I said never to use the word 'cute' to describe men..."

Forget it.

Fu Heihui drooped his shoulders a little tiredly.

really

He still doesn't want to respect any of the high school guys.

……

And when 10 minutes later, he was used as a bag carrying tool in various commercial streets, this kind of thinking became more and more intensified.

"This is also up to you!"

Kiki, who was holding Tsumiki's arm, handed over the one-armed shopping bag harvested from the shopping to Fu Heihui, whose face was full of black lines, and tiptoed to the person's head under the expression of the other party's reluctance and slight resistance. Wear a furry headband in the shape of cat ears.

"Help me hold this for now... Huh? It always seems more suitable than me?"

Kiki, who stepped back and tilted her head to look at her, rubbed her chin and fell into deep thought.

"Damn it, it's so cute."

"Really! It's so cute!" Fukurotsu Miki, who didn't join in the fun, also clapped and shouted, and took out her phone from her pocket by the way, "I want to take a picture and use it as a wallpaper!"

"I also!"

Fu Heihui, who was being patted wildly by the two girls, one left and one right, was about to burst into anger, but he could only sigh helplessly: "You guys stop playing..."

After most of the day, my leg was about to break, and I was already full of resentment. What was even more outrageous was that the righteous sister and the unreliable teacher No. [-] were completely turned on by strange switches. In the end, they spent a lot of money to buy him a set of maids. Packed as an early birthday gift.

Good guy, this time the resentment is almost directly materialized into a curse spirit.

"How about it, Megumi! Are you very touched! Sister, I'm ready to take a picture!"

"I'm so touched, I don't know how to wear it!"

"It's okay, Hui-chan... Teacher, I still have a Christmas gift specially prepared for you—General!"

"Why is it a female style...you can wear it for Teacher Wutiao, I don't need it!"

One or two, play with him!

When the three of them came to the coffee shop where they had a temporary rest, Fu Heihui was able to sit down and take a good sip of black coffee, finally he was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Please, never want to have a second time.

Let him go shopping with a woman, he would rather teach Jade Dog to draw a decent portrait of Gojo Satoru within three days.

He means it.

"Well, but speaking of December..."

At this time, Miki Fukurotsu, who had just bought a small sea urchin hairpin, suddenly remembered something.

"Mr. Gojo's birthday seems to be around this time too?"

"Huh?" Qiqi's eyes widened as if she had heard it for the first time, and she continued to stir the milk cap in her hand, "Birthday? True or false? When is it?"

"Ah, it's December 12th! It's tomorrow!" Fukurotsu Miki exclaimed after checking the memo, covered her mouth, and immediately fell down again, "But speaking of it, Mr. Gojo has been on a business trip recently, and I don't know what tomorrow will be. Can you come back in time?"

"Yeah..." Qiqi stuffed a big mouthful of cake into her mouth, and her mouth full of creamy beard looked like a tabby cat, "I haven't seen anyone for several weeks, maybe he doesn't even remember his birthday. ?”

I don't know if it's a complaint or something, but the voice is a little unhappy.

"Huh? That would be so pitiful, anyway, we should celebrate it..." Tsumiji said, "After all, it is a rare 24th birthday!"

Fu Heihui: "Wait, is it 28?"

"What? So you're so old? You can't see it at all." Miki Fukurotsu leaned back tactically, quite surprised.

"Are you actually a high-level black?" Qiqi complained.

In short, choosing cakes and gifts took three people... no, it took a lot of Fu Heihui's physical strength.

The idea of ​​"I don't want to go to the streets with women anymore" is more and more deeply rooted in the heart of this junior high school boy who has no experience in the world...

Returning to Fuhei's house with a full load, after washing, Lieping and Tsumiji rolled onto the soft bed together, Kiki felt sore limbs after a while.

Is it because of too little exercise?

Grinning, humming, chirping, holding her legs and baring her teeth for a while, Qiqi just wanted to cry out coquettishly to the girl next to her, but she stopped thinking after hearing the other party's steady breathing.

So fast!

Sure enough, it was a child, who fell asleep as soon as he hit the pillow, which is really an enviable quality of sleep.

The adult who has become a habit of staying up late sighed, and lay down on the bed for half an hour enduring the soreness, no, he still didn't feel sleepy, so he just got up and planned to quietly go to the kitchen to search the refrigerator for something to eat.

After a few minutes

She stuffed the last mouthful of perfectly frozen Matcha Shengqiao Daifuku into her mouth and chewed slowly. Kiki, who finished a handful of games, looked at the time, and it was almost midnight the next day. She scratched her face and wondered whether to follow The routine sends a "Happy Birthday" to someone.

Opening the chat software, looking at the page full of historical news about the face-to-face transfers, which she rarely interacts with, Qiqi remembered that when Zhou Mu was still in love with dk Wu, even if they were separated for a while, the cute harassment? Not stopping for a moment...Suddenly, I miss that boy who is far from becoming the 007 social animal he is today.

Although it's the same person, something has changed... there is no doubt about it.

Although Kiki is not like a dog who would be depressed if left alone without being taken out for a walk, it is closer to being able to play with herself even if she is left alone However, Gojo Satoru is too busy and disappears for several weeks in a row. Even she can't help but occasionally send a message asking "when will you be back?"...

Late at night is the time when it is easy to emo. In a daze, I remembered the topic that the students in the class had discussed in the past few days about "Can Mr. Wutiao get enough sleep for 2 hours a day?" His fingers suddenly stopped.

This point... If you post it rashly, if you are sleeping, it won't delay the guy's already scarce sleep time, right?

It was precisely after hesitating for such a second that he looked again, and the time displayed on the phone had changed to 00:01.

"Uh..." Damn!

Qiqi smashed the coffee table in front of her without making a sound, rubbed her sleepy eyes staring at the screen for a long time, and gave up the sense of ritual just to go back to her room to sleep and talk about it tomorrow.

As a result, when he turned his head, he met the eyes of Gojo Satoru who happened to come in through the open window behind him.

Kiki: "...!"

"Yo……"

The little girl of my family who stared round her eyes was the first to say hello, and a certain 1.9-meter-long white hair stretched out her other long leg.

"Gaozhuan found out that there was no one like you, so he came here. Sure enough, he is here."

While talking, he walked over with the pouring moonlight behind his back, and the brush-like snow-colored white hairs were shone so brightly.

The black eye mask that forms a strong contrast in color seems to blend in with the darkness...

"Ah, I thought I would receive it at zero o'clock, but it's a pity that even if it's a message or reality, it seems to be a step late."

Muttering in his mouth, the white-haired teacher in black shook the phone with the screen turned on in his hand, walked slowly and stopped less than half a step away, leaned slightly and brought his face closer to Qiqi.

"Okay, okay, come back to your senses, the deity is here now? Has come back and is unhappy for some reason?"

"Give you a chance to make amends."

Stretching out her hand and pressing Kiki's head that was staring at it blankly, she raised her finger and scraped the little bit of glutinous rice flour on her lips. Urging like a child.

"Come on, tell me."

"Do you know what day it is?"

Of course, Qiqi also knows what she should say at this time. Although she also wants to ask some other questions (such as why she didn’t walk through the front door properly), she still can’t help but follow the truth in her heart when faced with the sudden moonlight. He said: "Enlightenment..."

"Although, the way you appear and dress like this, do you really look like a thief?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "...?"