My friends who complain about the gang are weird

Fu Heihui, who was wearing Wujou Wu's wig of the same style, saw you, and there was a rippling in his calm eyes.

"Hi, long time no see." He greeted you obediently.

You withdrew the surprise and confusion on your face, looked at Fu Heihui wearing a white wig, hiss... If you don't look carefully, if you don't know this person's surname is Fu Hei, it is really easy to be misunderstood.

"Huihui!" Hearing Fu Heihui's greeting, you walked over and called him with a smile, "Long time no see, why are you here?"

When you asked this question, you sneaked a few suspicious glances at Gojo Satoru, and then asked Fu Heihui, "Did this guy abduct you here?" '

"Hey, my six eyes are not for display, I can see the eyes of a liar!" Gojo Satoru took off his glasses, pointed to his eyes, and then showed off to you, "And I saved his life."

"Huh? What's going on?" You tilted your head to signal Gojo Satoru to continue talking.

Gojo Satoru crossed his arms proudly, "This little brat was entangled by a third-level curse spirit, and I stopped by to help him exorcise him."

The way he asks for credit in front of you seems to have solved a special curse spirit, and the expression "I'm good?" on his face is unrestrained.

"He came over as soon as I told you that you were in the college." Gojo Satoru saw that the other party's mana had become much stronger since the last time we met, and originally thought of digging into the college, but when he thought of Fu Heihui The father hesitated again, so he casually asked, "Do you want to visit the college?" The other party thought carefully for a while and then followed after getting your answer in the college.

So he didn't illegally abduct the little kid.

After listening to Gojo Satoru explain the ins and outs, you apologize for misunderstanding him, and give him affirmation, and pat him: "As expected of the strongest Gojo teacher, I thank you on behalf of Huihui."

You turn around and help Fu Heihui take off the white-haired wig on his head, and ask him: "What is this for? Is it cos Wujo Wu?"

Fu Heihui tidied up his blown hair, and said to you helplessly, "It's the school's cultural festival."

Seeing his numb eyes, you can guess that Fu Heihui probably didn't wear the wig voluntarily, and it was all because of this wig that caused today's oolong.

But this intelligence organization is too unreliable!How can such rumors that sound 100% false can be spread, and you decide not to believe them easily next time.

"It's okay, okay, I just said how could Wu have an illegitimate child..." You were just whispering in your heart, but you said it unconsciously, you hurriedly covered your mouth, but it didn't help, standing still Gojo Satoru next to you heard it clearly, with half-closed eyes, he approached you and asked in a dangerous tone, "Bastard child?"

About this question, you don’t want to expose it because your intelligence organization is unreliable, and you will not be able to explain it clearly for a while, your eyes flickered, and you answered him evasively: "Hmm... what's the matter with the illegitimate child? What about Gojo Satoru?" Will there be an illegitimate child? Believe this, you are also very puzzled, but where did the illegitimate child come from? I am as surprised as you..."

Gojo Satoru listened to you talking back and forth, but didn't talk about business, and patted your forehead pretending to be impatient: "If you talk about such nonsense, teacher, I will teach you well!"

"Okay, Wu, Yu, she was just joking, what do you think about this kid?" Xia Youjie came over to stop your fight.

You cover your forehead and look up at them: "What else can you think? You don't want to attack minors, do you?!"

Gojo Satoru put on his small round sunglasses, looked at Fu Heihui and said, "This kid will probably inherit the techniques passed down from the Chanyuan family, and he looks pretty good."

You slipped to Fu Heihui's side and straightened his stubbornly curled hair, listened to Gojo Wu's explanation of the Zenyuan master's technique, and after he finished speaking, you said silently: "Speak human terms."

"He is a good seedling to become a magician." Xia Youjie summed up Wutiao Wu's words for you.

You fixed your eyes, looked at Fu Heihui carefully, and then patted his head lightly: "Children can't listen to these words, Huihui, listen to my experience from people who have been here, those who are magicians are wronged .”

Isn't it wrong to be in danger of life and often go out on missions from time to time and fight wits with rotten oranges?

The two big injustices next to you heard your words and hesitated to speak, but they didn't say anything after thinking about it.

Because the two big grievances felt that there seemed to be no problem with this sentence other than scolding themselves.

Fu Heihui still had some confusion in his eyes, but he still nodded slightly to express his understanding.

Anyway, my sister will definitely not lie to me, she is right.

However, Gojo Satoru, the strongest grievance, did not give up. When you were walking around with Fu Heihui in the high school, he acted as a narration introduction with no trace of performance next to you: "Look, our school still has a cafeteria!"

"Although the whole school doesn't look big, we have few people, so it's very spacious!"

"Look, that cute kitten is the mascot of our school, and there are excellent teachers like me in the school..."

He kept talking about a bunch of things that are not considered merits and are common in any school, and even boasted very seriously. You turned your head and explained to Fu Heihui, "I'm sorry, Wu, he hasn't seen much in the world. ,do not mind."

Gojo Satoru finally struggled a bit: "I am someone who can beat your father."

Hearing these words, Fu Heihui looked at him seriously, you recalled and ruthlessly revealed the truth: "Well...but you didn't win last time when you realized it, right?"

"Last time it was an accident, so I'm sure I can win now!" Gojo Gojo was aggressive and determined to win, showing the smug smile you've seen hundreds of times, "Because, I'm the most—"

"Let's go, Huihui, ignore him, I'll take you to meet other normal people in the high school." You interrupted him mercilessly, leading Fu Heihui forward, leaving five enlightenment words stuck in your mouth People froze in place.

"Wait, I haven't finished yet—" Gojo Satoru, who hadn't spoken yet, was upset and hurried to catch up.

When Jiaruizi saw Fu Heihui, he raised his head from his busy treatment work, introduced himself, and then immediately immersed himself in work. You saw her exuding a 'do not disturb' aura, so you had no choice but to back away disturb each other.

"Did you see, this is the daily work of a conjurer. Nitrate is the only doctor in the college. When she is busy, she can't rest for days and nights, and she can't leave the school alone for safety." You revealed to Fu Heihui The hard work of a conjurer.

After finishing his work, Jia Ruozi, who stopped to rest for a while, heard your words and came over and asked, "Xiaoyou, what are you talking about?"

You explained to Jiarui that Fu Heihui seems to have inherited the Buddhist technique from the Chanyuan family, and Gojo Satoru has the idea of ​​cultivating people into conjurers, and is trying to find a way to lure him into a high school.

After hearing your explanation, Jia Ruzizi blurted out without even thinking: "If you want to embark on the road of a magician, you should think twice, but my suggestion is: run away."

Probably because you kept saying things like "run away" and "conjurers are shit" in her ears, and you were too busy. Right now, the slightly bruised Jiarui yawned because of exhaustion. She sincerely hoped that there would be Vigorous young people should not become sorcerers easily, they will become unlucky.

What Fu Heihui knew about the college at the beginning was that his father would mention this school on the phone from time to time, but he only thought it was an ordinary school at that time.

Until he knew that the strange white hair he met before was a teacher of a high school, and solved some ugly monsters, Fu Heihui felt that this should not be a school in the normal sense.

But when he heard that the neighbor's sister was also studying in this school, Fu Heihui thought it should be a normal school, right?

But the school doctor named Jiarui Nizizi was trying to persuade him to quit, and the blond brother in front of him was saying some strange things to the neighbor sister:

"Labor is shit."

"That's right, working overtime is a crime!"

"Is it time to get off work today? Nana Ming."

"Punctual and on time, every second is right."

Is this really a school?After listening to their conversation, Fu Heihui scratched his head in confusion.

You point to Jianren Qihai, and introduce them to each other: "This is Nana Ming, the most mature and reliable senior in the college; this is Fu Heihui, my younger brother."

The senior, who was called reliable and mature, hadn't had time to talk to him, and after answering the phone, he hurriedly turned and left with an obviously unhappy expression.

You shook your head and sighed "Nanaming is going to work overtime again", and Fu Heihui looked at the people who left and thought, is this really reliable and mature?And is there really no problem with just such a few people in the whole school?He began to worry.

So on the way back, Fu Heihui couldn't help but look at you worriedly, and asked you suspiciously: "Sister Yuzu, are you really not cheated?"

"If there is something unspeakable, tell me, and I will find a way to help you solve it."

You heard Fu Heihui's sincere worry, and answered him with a smile: "No, Huihui, although the people in the college don't look serious, I like everyone very much, and, although I joked that the magician It’s an injustice, but I have to admit—”

"It's super cool to be a conjurer who knows what he's shouldering!" You lowered your eyes and thought for a while, "Well... this is actually a great profession, and conjurers may sacrifice at some point , with the determination to die to save ordinary people, so I actually admire them very much.”

Seeing the light shining in your eyes, Fu Heihui spoke sincerely.

So Fu Heihui, who came home, patted his father Fu Heisher, who was lazily lying on the sofa watching the horse race, and asked him, "What is a magician?"

Hearing his question, Fu Heisher slowly raised his eyes and looked at him with interest: "What? Interested?"

Fu Heihui nodded, and then heard his father explain casually: "Conjurers, they are a group of arrogant and arrogant guys. They not only have to deal with curse spirits, but also fight with their own people every day."

"What is the curse spirit?" After Fu Heihui asked several questions in succession, he roughly understood the meaning of the magician.

Then according to what the strange white-haired teacher said, he has magic power, and he is not too weak. He has the potential to become a magician, and as a magician, he can save ordinary people, and it is also a very important thing. Cool thing, Fu Heihui thought about it carefully for a long time.

One day when Fuheshier returned home, he heard his son staring at him calmly but firmly and said, "I want to become a magician."

"..." Fu Heisher couldn't figure it out.