Penguin Style Cub Breeding Diary

This is the first time for Gojo Satoru, the son of the God of the Gojo family, to meet an ordinary person of the same age.

Although the attitude of the other party seems strange, but ordinary people, probably have such a strange look?

The five cats and cats were different. They lowered their eyes and secretly looked at the little friend—the other person seemed to be unsurprised, so maybe this is an ordinary person.

Thinking of this, he straightened his spine even more reservedly.

"We don't need to find a teacher." He answered Xia Youjie's question, thinking that he and Gang Ji needed a little guide, so he said reservedly and condescendingly, "Can we play with you?"

It was only then that Xia Youjie remembered that although the children were separated by the teacher, if they knew someone, they could walk back and forth—as long as they returned to their class before assembly.

He thought for a moment.

In fact, Xia Youjie doesn't want to play with other people.For some reason, his reputation in the kindergarten is not very good, but these two guys in the small class are probably also excluded on weekdays, so they don't know his reputation.But playing with him is actually not very good for them.

So I have to refuse.

However, before he could say anything, he saw the soft brown-fur cub rubbing towards him.

Looking at him with those big clear eyes touched a certain nerve of the human named Xia Youjie.

"Can we play with you?" The cub tugged at his sleeve and said softly, "Brother with little eyes."

Little Xia Youjie gasped.

He didn't even hear the second half of the sentence clearly, when he heard an older brother, he nodded reservedly immediately.

"Since you said so, let's go together." He seemed reluctant, but his tone rose a little, "Only today."

Standing across from him, the five cats and cats who had seen all the changes in the boy's expression rolled their eyes.

[Maomao: I don't believe it. 】

[Brother with small eyes: But what can I do, he smiled at me. 】

[Brother with small eyes, he is obviously a black cat! 】

[What is a cat again?Then what are our five cats, white cats(?)]

【Forehead……】

【It doesn't matter if the cat is black or white, any cat that plays with us is a good cat! 】

Gojo Satoru's suspicion lasted for a short while.

Because he suddenly discovered that he was about to have his first ordinary (accent) friend!

Of course, Gang Ji is not an ordinary person, and the guys he can pick up in the backyard of his house are somehow related to the magic world.

But the squinting eyes with small balls in front of him are different.

He suppressed his suspicious expression, put his hands in his hands, and nodded indifferently.

"I am Gojo Satoru."

He is so righteous that everyone in the world should know him.

Xia Youjie didn't really want to play with this older child who was suspected of repeating a grade.

But the cute and cute kid Tsunaki seems to be bound to this guy, so he can only nod his head too, and after a few times, he also nodded calmly.

"Xia Youjie."

Gang Ji looked left and right, and raised his paw happily: "I am Gang Ji!"

After the sparks of the initial meeting, after a while, the three children happily played together, squatting in the sandpit to build their own castle, and happily cooperating with each other.

"I want a shovel."

"Wow, Tsunayoshi's feet were eaten by Rusha."

"Hey Jay, your bangs are blocking me."

"what?"

"I mean, why do you have such strange bangs and small eyes, wow, I didn't find them before."

"Huh? Are you an idiot looking to fight?"

"What? Are you going to fight?"

[Save... My five cold cats are gone forever, right? 】

[I was reflecting on how I watched the three glutinous rice balls all afternoon. 】

[The small dumplings are white and tender, sucking and sucking, delicious, and want to eat. 】

[Zai Zai is so cute, do you want to eat Zai Zai!hateful!condemn! 】

[Ignite the fire, wash the pot. 】

[Pour water and make soup. 】

[Give me a bite, thank you. 】

Xia Youjie is a very generous kid.

Of course, it's not because the cub in this small class is so cute, so even if he is called brother squinting eyes, he can't be seriously angry with him.

Anyway, after getting along for a while, he successfully corrected the child's address.

"Xiayounijiang!" The cub, who piled up a string of cube cylinders in the sand pit with a small shovel, called him with bright eyes, "Look! Gangji is finished!"

Ah, what a cute little brother.

Xia Youjie answered with his eyes bent, and quickly covered the mouth of Wutiao Wu, who was about to say something with wide-eyed eyes.

He leaned his head to look at the opponent's masterpiece, and his small eyes were slits.

"This is……"

Originally, he wanted to praise the child's mouth, but Xia Youjie, who is the most knowledgeable in the whole kindergarten, couldn't help it.

Fortunately, the brown-haired cub has a solid (silly) heart (white) eyes (sweet), and he explained it neatly.

"It's a robot!" Tsuna's eyes widened, and his entire face was in the shape of an OVO.

Machines, robots... poof.

"Pfft." Gojo Satoru with a cold face

He tried his best to break away Xia Youjie's paw that was covering his mouth, because he wanted to maintain his aloof personality, he didn't laugh hahaha, just poof.

It's just that it's hard for the cub to feel the strange thoughtfulness from the bad cat, so he raised his head and gave him a hurt look.

Then he sniffed as if he was about to cry, and turned around, only willing to point his butt at him.

Little Xia Youjie glared at Wujou and silently condemned him.

【"Look at you! You made Tsunaki cry!"】

【"Really? It's not so easy to cry, is it?"】

The very wounded cub sniffed again and shrugged.

Little Xia Youjie stepped up his firepower.

【"Not yet! Hurry up! Whoever makes you cry will be responsible for coaxing you!"】

【"Eh……"】

Gojo Goku, who knew he was wrong, coughed and coughed twice, and got closer to the guy who was about to shrink himself into a ball.

"A-actually, it's not that ugly." He hasn't coaxed anyone before, and he is very inexperienced in his business. "I know, this one, that one, that one, Tiebei—Xiaobao, right? It's still very reductive!"

The injured cub looked back at him like qaq, and defended with tears: "Yes, it's a big robot...it's Gundam quq!!"

It's Tsunayoshi's favorite Gundam!

Xia Youjie, who originally wanted to come up to comfort the cub, was silent. Although comforting the cub is also important, but, he doesn't admit that this kind of thing is a Gundam! !

——How could it be possible to admit that Gundam is faith! !

But Gojo Satoru, who has never seen this thing, has no such worries.

He showed an expression of sudden realization, pinched his chin, and looked at it seriously for a while before nodding.

"So that's how it is, but they are somewhat similar." He started talking nonsense, "This is that, right? This and this are that and that?"

Unaware of the sinister intentions of the elder child, the cub immediately turned from cloudy to sunny and echoed.

"That's right, that's right, this is the head, and this is the body."

Although Wutiao Wu knew nothing, he nodded his head in a good way, and even played a little casually, improving the cub's homework.

Xia Youjie, who was screaming in his heart that I would not admit it, took a breath, and finally looked at Gojo Wu with an expression that looked at a troublemaker and a mentally handicapped person. Those small but sharp eyes shone with amazement. The boy who bowed his head against his faith and praised Tsunayoshi Sawada gave birth to a little respect.

But the homage didn't last long.

He listened to Gojo Satoru directing this and that, and Sawada Tsunayoshi followed suit in this and that, and looked back at Gojo Satoru's masterpiece——

A strange, twisted, unidentified creature. The five children vaguely said that it was a kind of "curse spirit" that ordinary people couldn't see-a little suspicious in his heart. He leaned over and saw a group that was more abstract than before. s things.

Xia Youjie took a deep breath, pushed away the two confused guys, rolled up his sleeves and began to change the picture.

[Jiebao: You go, let me come! 】

[Hahaha Zaizai's robot hahaha, it turned into a ball of wool after the five cats and cats messed around hahahaha. 】

【Wujo: But I’m just a kitten, what kind of evil kitty does——】

As a result, it was changed to noon.

The children took out the lunch boxes prepared by their parents one after another, and Xia Youjie was no exception.

He looked uneasy at the cub whose eyes were shining brightly at his modified Gundam sand sculpture, and then at the kid Wujo Wu who was yawning boredly, took his lunch box and moved to the side of the two of them.

"Where's your lunch box?" he asked.

As a result, the two guys looked at each other more innocently than the other.

The small one blinked his eyes and answered no obediently, and the big one directly poked his head and checked it curiously.

"Is this the bento of ordinary people?" His eyes showed curiosity, and he looked around carefully as if he had never seen it before.

Xia Youjie: ...

He covered his lunch box with his hands, and looked suspiciously at Gojo Satoru.

"Haven't you seen it?" Don't even think about coming to eat his.

Unexpectedly, the little Wujo Wu nodded and said very confidently: "I haven't eaten."

Tsunaki also stood on tiptoe, showing a subtle look of nostalgia: "Tsuna hasn't eaten bento for a long time..."

Both of them had wow written in their eyes. This kind of bento for ordinary people is really rare.

No, no, ordinary people, have you been infected by them?

Xia Youjie shook his head, but after all he couldn't withstand the double-blinking eyes attack, so he found a clean place to sit cross-legged, and distributed the bento to the two who were staring at him eagerly.

"Here, each person can only eat a small bite."

There was a friendly interaction here, and from a distance, someone saw the embarrassment of the three sharing a box of bento.

After a while, a child who was about the same size as Xia Youjie ran over.

"Boss! Didn't you bring bento?"

Xia Youjie had just used half a box of bento to settle the two troublemakers, when he heard this, he covered his forehead.

"Did I tell you not to call me boss?"

The other party froze for a moment, straightened his back and apologized.

Xia Youjie just relaxed a little when he heard him shouting louder.

"I'm sorry! Brother Xia You!!"

[Pfft, what the hell is Brother Xia You. 】

[Unexpectedly, Jiebao is already a big brother at such a young age!I can't be called Jiebao anymore, let's call him Brother Jie. )]

【Hahaha, Brother Jie! ! 】

Xia Youjie's image of a mature and reliable big brother in front of the cubs is gone.

He covered his forehead and waved his younger brother away. Just as he was about to explain, he found that neither of them seemed to care about this matter, but they both looked at the bento in his hand eagerly.

Xia Youjie handed out the remaining half box of bento without a word, and watched the two guys bury their heads in eating with a small cheer, but felt that he was the one who made a fuss.

meditation.

Could it be that it is the most normal thing to accidentally become the king in kindergarten...?

Today's little Xia Youjie suddenly suspects that life is too short.

While burying his head in his meal, Gang Ji suddenly thought of Wutiaojia who usually ate with him here, and then remembered the other party's urging to go home within an hour.

He originally ate his meals slowly, but after gradually remembering this incident, he became even slower, and finally raised his head, his eyes began to fill with tears.

"What, what should I do, Wu Ni-chan quq, we seem to have played the time that Jia said."

The heartless young master groaned, put down the bento box and hiccupped without the image of the young master—this is behavior that would be criticized by the etiquette teacher at home, so he tilted his head and thought about it.

"It's okay." When he mentioned home, his expression gradually turned cold again. The young master fell backwards, looking up at the sky with his hands propped up, with nothing in his eyes, "They will come back to find me when the time comes."

He said so.

Gang Ji blinked, at least he knew that he meant no need to worry, so he groaned, and asked nervously: "Then will they come now?"

Gojo Satoru also groaned, looked at the anxious cub, and elongated the tone maliciously.

Xia Youjie, who was listening to the conversation between these two people, felt that they seemed to be young masters from a big family that sounded scary.

The etiquette when eating is also very good... I don't know how to describe it, but it is very good-looking and smooth, even the young and clumsy Kokichi, the meal is quiet and elegant.So this wave is for young masters to experience life?

Little Xia Youjie thought about it, and felt that he might have read too many novels about his sister's domineering president.

In the end, it was people from the Wujo family who came to look for him.

Because they didn't want to spoil the young master's interest, these guys surrounded the entire park, waiting for the kindergarten teachers to take the children back, so that they could take the young master home.

But maybe there were too many people, and they changed into more modern black suits when they went out, which made a few teachers who had never seen such a big scene very frightened, and almost called the police.

Among the piles of little radish heads, Wutiaojia finally found his young master.

The two little ancestors who were clean when they went out were now dustier than the other, especially the little ancestor of their family, who had almost transformed from a white cat to a gray cat, and it might become a gray cat after a while. Little black cat.

Wutiaojia sighed inwardly, reached out to take a handkerchief from the person below, knelt down on one knee, and wiped the young master's face carefully.

Gojo Satoru didn't want him to wipe his face, so he puffed up his cheeks, which was kind of cute.

Wutiaojia was stunned for a moment, and then burst into wild laughter behind him.

"Hahaha Wutiao, Wutiao Wuhahahaha, I didn't expect you to be here today. Did you roll around in the mud of the common people? Hahaha."

Wutiaojia's hand stopped, looked at the little ancestor's cold blue pupils and looked behind him, and sighed for the idiot young master next door who was looking for trouble.

Gojo Satoru waved him away, slightly raised his chin.

"Why did I hear a dog barking indiscriminately, is it you, Chanyuan?"

"Hey! You... bastard!"

The opponent jumped up.

This is exactly the person Gojo Satoru wanted to meet, a boy named Zenyuan Naoya.

He is about the same age as Gojo Satoru, and if he has to say something, he is one year younger.

Zenyuan Naoya is the son of the Zenyuan family, and if nothing else happens, he will be the preferred candidate for the future head of the family.

Both are the pillars of the future youth generation of Yusanjia, and the two children have known each other since childhood.

But acquaintance does not mean that the relationship is good.Not to mention the arrogant Zenyuan Naozai, this guy has not been a fuel-efficient lamp since he was sensible, and even the always indifferent God son of the Wujo family will become cynical and mean.

Over time, the two became acquainted from another angle.

No, Zenyuan Naoya rolled his eyes after another failed quarrel, and his gaze fell on Tsunayoshi who was looking at him curiously.

"This is the little thing you raised recently?"

He is small, but his mouth is damaged, he doesn't have a door, and he wants to go over to see what's new right away.

Tsuna Yoshi didn't like this little brother who made people feel uncomfortable when he came up. Seeing the other party approaching, he couldn't help hiding behind Gojo Satoru.

Zenyuan Naoya narrowed his eyes.

"Hey—is he quite close to his master?" He quickly gave up teasing the little animal, and asked Gojo Satoru with his hands in his kimono, "When will you get tired of playing? I want to play too."

It's like it's a real animal.

But Tsuna is human.

The barrage was already full of anger, but he was worried that children might watch it, so he could only use the usual shielding method in the live broadcast room to utter, and it was all these things for a while.

Tsuna hid behind Gojo Satoru, thinking that he should go out to protect the other party, but was blocked by Gojo Satoru slowly.

"Dream." Miko of the Gojo family said arrogantly, "You idiot."

"Ah, Master Wu, what are you talking about—" Wutiaojia wanted to quickly come up to cover his mouth, but he didn't dare, and could only collapse on the spot, "If the elder knows this, I will die, I will die Ahh——!”

Gojo Gojo snorted coldly, held the shivering little idiot with his back hand but still wanted to rush out, and walked past the stunned Zenyuan Naoya.

After a long time, Chanyuan Naoya tremblingly stretched out his finger and pointed to the opposite side, then pointed to himself.

Help, he seems to have led the Wutiao family astray... His father won't beat him to death as an unworthy bastard!

Done!

……

Although he finally met the idiot Naoya Zenyuan, Tsunayoshi was still very happy after this day.

It has been a long, long time since he has piled sand with other children, and today he also met a new child. Every little bit of life can make the cub happy for a long time, let alone such a big event like today.

Therefore, even if he was punished by the elders whom he had never met and had to stay in the small dark room for a quarter of an hour (15 minutes), he was still very happy!

But Wutiao Wu was very dissatisfied. Before the time came, he led himself out and put him on the bed angrily.

Jiani (whom he secretly called Wutiaojia brother) came in with a sly look, and stole delicious tempura from the kitchen, so that the two who had been punished could eat together.

It is said that he made it himself. Gang Ji thanked him obediently and ate it one bite at a time. He thought it tasted like a mother.

Wutiaojia who heard this evaluation: "..."

He silently glanced at the cub who was somewhat melancholy, and swallowed the scolding in his heart.

"Then I can thank you."

Gangji tilted his head: "You're welcome?"

When the two were eating in the room like mice, Gojo Satoru sat on the side and looked at them with one hand on his face.

The young Wutiao young master is already very imposing.In fact, in front of those invisible eyes, many people didn't even dare to look directly at his face, and could only bow their heads respectfully, revealing the most vulnerable part.

Don't think, don't hide, because there is nothing to hide under those eyes.

But there are two guys here, one has long been used to the young master's blue colored contact lenses, and the other is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. In essence, he has the potential to not lose to the young master, but they chatted happily under his gaze .

In the end, Gojo A patted his stomach and hiccupped and left with the food box. Tsuna turned his head and found Gojo Satoru. The young master who had been angry for a long time and no one came to coax him finally couldn't hold back. He took out a handkerchief and wiped him Oil stains at the corners of the mouth.

Gangji blinked blankly: "Thank you, Wu Ni-chan...?"

For some reason, Gojo Satoru seemed even angrier when he said this.

Tsunaki felt like a big doll being held in his arms by a little white-haired brother.

"Are you stupid?"

After a long while, the other party's voice came loudly.

Tsuna tilted his head in confusion, and tentatively stroked the white hair that looked good to the touch.

"Gang Ji is not." He replied seriously, thought for a while, and then asked seriously, "Is Goni-chan angry because Gang Ji was punished?"

Gojo Satoru stopped talking.

To be honest, Sawada Tsunayoshi did bring him a lot of changes.

At least Shenzi, who was protected on the high platform, was willing to cast a glance in a certain direction.

And from the very beginning, Gojo Satoru's eyes told him that the child in front of him had the ability and potential to be on the same level as him.

So deep down in his heart, he treated him as a special kind of existence.

But what is that?

At this time, Gangji smiled lightly.

The cub's smile was always soft and sweet, but this time, it was even softer.

"Gangji is very happy." He said, "Ni-chan will be angry because of Gangji. Does this mean that Gangji and Ni-chan are friends?"

Ah, this is it.

This word flashed in Wujo Satoru's mind at the same time.

is a friend.

It's not the trouble that subordinates or family friends have to deal with, but the existence called friends.

At this moment, the Son of God who was sitting upright on the frosty sky finally focused his eyes on the disturbed ground, but smiled.

Gojo Satoru decided to break the jar.

"Yeah, yeah, we're just friends." Maomao cursed and meowed, "So I'm very upset that the old man bullied you, isn't that okay?"

Gang Ji felt a little awkward when he said it so bluntly. Like petting a cat, he gently stroked the fur of the cursing little brother, and couldn't help smiling.

"Gang Ji, Gang Ji is also very happy." He whispered, as if talking about something secret, "Gang Ji likes Ni Jiang very much."

The cat who was cursing suddenly stopped moving.

What, what, is it okay to say that you like it casually?

The little god who is not as wild as he will be in the future thinks coyly, but, if it is this guy, let him surpass a little... Just this point, it is not impossible.

Five thoughts on keeping social distance with people.

Gangji rubbed against him and laughed.

"Ni Jiang thinks that Gang Ji is a little rabbit, right?" He asked.

Gojo Satoru was a little puzzled when the cub suddenly mentioned this matter, but he was still indulging in the cub's sweet talk, so he nodded honestly.

Gangji laughed.

"Nani sauce is a bird in Gangji's place."

Gojo Satoru let out a dissatisfied eh—— and drew the tone.

Gang Ji smiled and arched him, like a puppy.

So Gojo Satoru sighed, thinking what should he do, of course he has to be responsible for the small animals he raises, so he quickly waved his hand for him to continue talking.

Gangji continued talking.

"But it's not an ordinary bird." He racked his brains, looking for a reference in his small head, "Ni-chan...Ni-chan is like a big bird with wings."

Gojo Satoru was dissatisfied again: "What is a big bird with elder wings? It's called an eagle, right?"

This is what the teacher mentioned in class a few days ago.

So Gangji tapped his little head, trying to pass the test cutely.

"In short, it's a white eagle." He kissed Gojo Satoru affectionately, "It's a very powerful and free bird."

Gojo Satoru corrected him again that it was an eagle.

Gangji once again passed the test.

But this time it didn't work, and he was let go after being rubbed into a lump by the terrible Wu-sama. Wujo Wujo was still in this position and asked him why he said that.

The child who was squeezed into a pouty face hummed a few words, only vague syllables came to Gotiao Wu's ears, such as freedom and the like.

Listen to it again, the cub has already wrapped up his little quilt angrily, indicating that he is going to sleep.

Obviously I have to wash my face and brush my teeth later, but I just don't want to answer this question again.

The tolerant Gojo Satoru had to give up this idea, thinking that it would be a long time anyway, and after two days he would think of a way to hang the little rabbit with a carrot to say this sentence.

The story time at night was still made up by the cub. He told a story about a bird that was a magician trying to fly high, and fell asleep before he finished telling it.

The second day was the same as usual, after each had their breakfast, Gojo Satoru was invited out by the last commissioned person, and it was said that he was going to see something called a curse spirit in the other party's house.

In this situation, Tsunayoshi couldn't follow him, so he waved his claws and agreed to fight Gunpla together when he came back.

However, when Gojo Satoru came back, he couldn't find his little animal.

The idiot of the Chanyuan family sat kneeling in the reception room, with a dark circle over his left eye, and he grinned when he saw him.

"I'm so sorry, Gojo." He said, his voice was like a sharp noise, pouring into Wujo Wu's ears, "Your little animal was taken away by Lord Tianyuan."

"Hey, this expression? You don't know, do you?" Zenyuan Naoya's face became strange, and he said pitifully.

"He is an astral body."

[System prompt: The pre-story has been completed, and the dungeon is loading. 】

[System prompt: The accompanying personnel information has been loaded, and the character modeling is in progress. 】

[System prompt: The game has started, I wish you a happy game. 】

The blue sky was clear, but a black semicircle appeared on the flat ground, covering a certain area like a big black pot turned upside down.

In the big black pot (no), a white-haired boy was bouncing up and down to tie up a curse spirit. He threw the curse spirit aside with a whoosh sound. Here, there are several tied up like hairy crabs. The curse spirits are stacked together, waiting for an unknown fate.

The white-haired boy, the boy Gojo Satoru, snapped a picture of the hairy crabs and quickly sent them to his companions, with a cute post saying that this was a feast he had prepared for them.

After a while, the dark-faced young Xia Youjie came over from the other end of the big black pot.

Gojo Satoru waved the handkerchief like a bustard soliciting customers, and the two brothers hugged each other's shoulders until the other party came to him.

"Hey Jie, look! These curse spirits look delicious." He said with a playful smile, "Come and try one?"

——This is exactly like hey girl, come and laugh at me.

Xia Youjie endured it until his friend, who had become more and more shameless over the years, started pulling his bangs, and finally couldn't bear it any longer.

"Hey, do you want to fight, Wu?"

"How do you say that?" The white-haired and blue-eyed cat let out a hey hey, and got away with his backhand. There was still room to tear a lollipop, and when he threw it away, the blue magic power had already spread all over his body, Calling him that black history name that has been disliked for a long time in a bad manner, "Can't we be harmonious and friendly, Brother Xia You?"

The author has something to say: About how the five cats grew up like this——

Wujojia: ...

How can I bear to blame him for making a mistake, I gave too much freedom (singing)

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A strange intelligence:

2.7 The initial favorability for Amuro is the highest)

2.7: His name is Amuro (Amuro)!I really like!He must be a good guy... oh no, he must be a bad guy!

Touzi:? ?

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!