God is still on the way to recovery

Port Mafia has superpowers in command, and has always been high-profile and powerful.

Knowing from Ushimona that Anastasia is just an ordinary person on the outskirts, Gojo Satoru feels that he should be able to win the trust of this lady tonight.

Swear by his title of master conjurer.

"Beautiful lady, your child has inhuman talent. Here, as the freshman tutor of the Tokyo High School of Magic, I strongly recommend that your child join our team."

Appearing at the entrance of Anastasia's house together with Urashige, facing this half-race beauty, Gojo Satoru showed his signature smile, a smile that could make even the purest nun in the monastery scream.

In front of him, a 1.7-meter-five-foot-tall redhead was wearing a white vest and denim shorts. She tilted her head and stared at the white-haired young man. Her green eyes watched the other's performance with no emotion.

Seeing that the beauty offensive was ineffective, Gojo Gojo cleared his throat, handed over his business card with both hands with a sincere attitude, and transformed into a professional model.

"You can contact me. Our school is a regular school and is listed in the relevant department. The part-time job benefits are good, and it will not have any adverse effects on Miao Mao's university studies."

Anna took it, glanced at the words on it, and lost interest.

Seeing that his mother was not easy to talk to, Momo whispered, "Ann, I'm a little interested in this part-time job, it's Tokyo after all."

The son's words finally moved the mother, Anastasia turned sideways and said, "Come in and say it, don't stand at the door."

The mother and son's home is an exquisite small bungalow with a garden. Anna's salary is enough for her to buy a residence of her own in Yanzhen, so that she can retire in time.

The house is fairly clean. There are several kinds of foreign wines on the coffee table in the living room, and the alcohol is not low. Presumably, Anna is a big drinker. During the holidays, she just watched dramas, drank and ate dried squid, but she didn't show any signs of drunkenness.

Mao Mao put away the fried chicken, and cleaned up the wine bottles on the coffee table one by one. Seeing the child's docile and capable appearance, Wujo Wujo guessed that Mao Mao should do the cleaning and cooking at home on weekdays.

Holding her mobile phone, she checked the High School of Conjuration online, and Anna roughly understood that this is a religious school. Due to the generous sponsors, the students can get generous bonuses and remuneration for part-time work.

When Anna saw these words, she guessed the key point, and said critically: "Although my family is not very rich, we still have the ability to support our children to go to college, even if they are graduate students in medicine, as long as Mao is willing.

Putting the business card on the coffee table instead of putting it in the business card box, Anna said concisely: "I don't need Mao to go to school and work at the same time, that's so tiring."

Gojo Satoru took the tea from Ushimo, put it on the table politely, and explained: "It's just to help out when the local company holds a ceremony. It's purely a religious activity, mostly interesting."

"Besides, Shigeru is an easy-going person, so you don't have to worry about adapting to the new environment, right?" The boy who made the tea smiled, and Gojo Satoru successfully saw that the restrained boy nodded shyly.

Unlike the strong mother, this child is easy-going and cute.

"Shigeru, warm up the fried chicken, I want to eat it." Instructing her son to prepare side dishes for herself, Anastasia turned to Gojo Satoru and suddenly smiled.

The beauty smiled sinisterly, with the aura of a ghost seeking her life.

Gojo Satoru thought of the other party's occupation, and said cautiously: "Your status is quite special. If you are in Tokyo, our school can give Uramo some protection."

He believed that Anna should be afraid of suddenly throwing the child to a strange place, if the enemy finds it, the innocent child may be implicated.

This made Anna raise her eyebrows, as if she didn't expect the other party to be so kind, but the strong mother still restrained her expression and said: "I am not a cadre in the organization, and I have no enemies. However, daily work is tainted with customs. As for the hobby of palmistry, is Mr. Wujo interested?"

What jobs would be interested in palmistry.

Gojo Satoru was curious, and at the same time wanted to satisfy his curiosity.

He is a very comfortable person, but he has a childlike face in his 20s, and his personality also has a childish side.If it were his old classmate Qi Hai Jianren, the reply would probably be: "Do what you do during working hours, ma'am, and we can talk about other things later."

Hee hee, no wonder you can't find a girlfriend.

"Please."

He put his left hand in front of Anna, and the latter grabbed it, sliding his fingertips along the lines of his palm.

"Lifeline, career line, love line, Mr. Wujo is a long-lived person. And he looks good, and he can enjoy relationships. The love line has a deep texture."

Anna glanced at the palm of her hand, and made a comment with a smile.

This is true, Gojo Satoru belonged to someone who would secretly take pictures while walking on the street, thinking it was a celebrity who was very popular with women.

Hearing the other party's insincere compliments, Gojo Satoshi accepted all of them. However, the red-haired lady's tone changed in the next second.

"My family, Mao, is a shy and reserved child."

"There will be people who are curious about his appearance, feel amazing or ugly, so that they deliberately provoke him, so as to attract Mao's attention. I have seen it a lot."

The lady slowly gathered her five fingers, and the nails gradually embedded in the flesh of Gojo Wu's right palm.

"The boring adolescent kid will lose his patience after a while. After all, the freshness brought by his appearance is only temporary. Mao is not stupid, and he can tell the intentions of others..."

"However, he's only 17 now."

With green eyes staring at the six blue eyes under the sunglasses, Anna said every word: "If you shoot him, I can cut all your threads tonight."

The strongest conjurer has received the most powerful curse that he has encountered in his life.

The magical existence of maternal love cannot be unraveled for a while.

The blue eyes looked at the lady in her thirties through the sunglasses, and she could see that she really had this plan. Moreover, under the sofa pillow next to the other party, a piece of the black wooden handle leaked out. can get it.

What a grumpy old lady.

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips, and the young and handsome face vaguely had an expression of high spirits as he met his opponent.

Anna gave a "tsk" sound in her heart, and let go of her hand with some disgust.

As a teacher, the other party may know a lot, but when it comes to relationships, this guy is too cynical and a little crazy.

It is right to be next to Mawei, at least, this Mr. Wujo will not have any interest in Mao Mao until he becomes an adult.

"You misunderstood me. I'm interested in Uramo, but not in that aspect." Gojo relaxed his body, leaned casually on the soft leather sofa, and found the most relaxing position.

The other party showed his cards, so he didn't have to hide anything, so he simply said: "I'm looking for talented children everywhere. This kind of Miao Mao is special and has no offensive power, but his inspiration is terrifying. He should be able to see it from an early age. Weird stuff, right?"

Anna was noncommittal, but acquiesced.

"The curse can't touch him. Even if you look directly at him for a while, it will eliminate self-destruction. This kind of inspiration is no longer in the category of human beings." Speaking of this, Gojo Satoru concluded, "Maybe Mao is not an ordinary orphan. Is he a human being? ?”

**

In the first room on the second floor of the bungalow, there are small rainbow letter magnets pasted on the door, and the words "mo Mao" are put together.

Anna knocked lightly on the door, but there was no response, and then turned the handle to open it.

With his back to the door, Mao Mao sat on the carpet next to the bed, with headphones hanging on his head, and concentrated on manipulating the handle, so that the brave man on the screen held a sword and shield to kill monsters flexibly.

The brave man in the game walks alone on the open continent, silent, powerful, and has an unknown past.

His ultimate goal is to defeat the devil and rescue the princess, and return the mainland to a hundred years of peace.

When Anna walked to the bed, Uramo hurriedly took off the earphones as if waking up from a dream.

"The fried chicken is in the microwave." After a pause, the high school student was a little embarrassed and added, "I don't like reading books, and I will relax after playing a little."

The lamp on the desk was on, the exercise book was spread out carefully, and every question was well calculated.

"Why do you suddenly want to go to Tokyo? Didn't you plan to go to college?" Sitting by the bed, Anna chatted casually.

Putting down the handle, Mao Mao sat upright and explained: "I think it's good to get familiar with the environment a few months earlier."

Anna patted the boy on the back, and said carelessly, "What, do you think your mother can't support you? You really don't need to bear so much by yourself. Even if you change your boss, my treatment will not change."

Anna softened her tone: "Mom likes you very much."

Momo slowly nodded: "I like you very much too."

Uramo was entrusted to her by an old friend who died. She was 21 years old at the time, her boyfriend dumped her and married the daughter of a high-level executive, and she also found out during a medical examination that she was infertile.

It was always inconvenient for a young woman with a child, and Anna didn't think about it at first.

But before his friend died of illness, he asked so earnestly and helplessly: "This child is a gift from the 'God', but unfortunately I can no longer accompany him, Anna, please raise him, he will be a kind child, please love me as much as I do." love him……"

Anna could not refuse a dying man begging as hard as a grown girl.

Then, raise him like you would raise a friend.

This is 15 years in a flash.

Unknowingly, Anna changed from the position of guardian to the one who was taken care of. Except for working to make money, everything else was contracted by Ushimo.

Now, the kid even plans to make money by himself.

Anna was worried if she didn't take the right steps in raising her, making the other party hate her.

Mao Mo thought for a while, and said: "This time, you stayed in Kyoto for two days and then came back. Did you meet anyone there?"

Anna, who originally regarded herself as an elder, froze, but she didn't expect the other party to be so sensitive.

"Ahem," clearing her throat, Anna explained, "It's just that when I'm on a business trip, I always have a light meal in a cafe, and the boss comes to strike up a conversation and give away a bunch of dishes I made. I didn't plan to eat it at first, but he made it It was so delicious…”

"Then you can give it a try." Uramo suggested for her.

"I haven't said my occupation yet, nor..." I didn't say that I am infertile, and I have a 17-year-old son.

Seeing Anna's lowered head and lowered eyes, Miao Mao stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder lightly.

"A good love will not mind other things. What you worry about may not seem to him a big deal." Uramo gently suggested, "Go and have a cup of coffee with him when you have a chance to talk."

Anna nodded first, then remembered that the other party was just a 17-year-old high school student.

"What books have you been reading recently?" Anna wondered.

Uramo subconsciously glanced at the desk.

In the drawer of the table are "Urban Emotions", "Ginza Love Story", "LOVE Girls' Heart", "Monthly Girls' Romance No. 12", etc. The human emotional lines described in them are particularly interesting and vivid for learning.

Uramo felt that after reading it, he could understand human beings better, so he collected a lot.

Hope Anna doesn't rummage through his drawers.

Momo thought from the bottom of his heart.