The young heir of the Ten Shadows drew a big red cross on Gojo Satoru's name in his heart. Looking at this rare and beautiful girl who was not yet 20 years old, but was entangled by a trash man, he couldn't help being tolerant and sympathetic.

At such a young age, Hui Xin, who has been sharpened by her life circumstances, thought that she didn't have the kind of dark and weak aura that would be seen by bad men. She shouldn't be like Jin Meiji's mother. , The guy who left everything and ran away?

"I'm stuffed."

The little boy put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped his mouth clean, and thanked him politely, "Thank you, Ohno, your cooking is delicious."

"You're welcome, after all, I'm the one who will take care of you in the future."

Xi Yin stretched out her hand to caress Hui Zhinen's cheek, feeling dazzled by the looks of his and Shi Er's real portraits.

If Rina hadn't been such a terrible woman, maybe Kei would have been her younger brother, and the accident at Panxingjiao wouldn't have happened...and neither would Jay.

But soon, she recovered from the boy's slightly uncomfortable expression in front of her, but she tried her best not to show it.

What if?

If she wasn't that kind of person, she wouldn't be separated from her father and take her daughter away from Ono's house, and of course she wouldn't be able to meet the 'little boy' Shier.

Isn't the tragedy that people will bring, and the emptiness that causes it, already set and doomed from birth?

This kid in front of me is no exception.

Shier is a man who will bring misfortune, and his son, Hui, is also stained with the same breath.

The biological father was determined not to let the child be crowned with the old, rusty surname of Zenyuan, but he had inherited the most powerful Ten Shadow Art of Zenyuan.

What will the future hold?

Xiyin looked sideways at Tsumiki next to her eyes, thinking to herself, it just depends on what kind of drama fate wants to direct, whether it is wonderful or not.

Let's hope it doesn't disappoint too much, it's better to feel boring and uninteresting.

"Can you call me sister?"

Xi Yin put down her hands, and gently discussed with Hui, "I will move here in the future and live with you. It would be too polite and cold to call me Da Ye."

Kei glanced subconsciously at Tsumiki, whom he had acknowledged, but who was rarely called his sister by him.

Xi Yin then said: "The same goes for Jin Meiji, can you call me sister, I have always wanted to have a cute and sensible sister like you since a long time ago."

Compared with the awkward and shy Hui, Tsumiji was much more enthusiastic and cheerful, and immediately called loudly, "Sister, please give me more advice in the future!"

Then she blushed and whispered, "I've always wanted to have a sister like you."

Tsumiji is too casual, too easy to talk, right?

Hui glared at his sister who 'betrayed', and said stiffly and awkwardly: "Sorry, I don't have a sister, I don't need it and I haven't thought about it."

Xiyin frowned in embarrassment, "Ah, won't you call me sister?"

Hui Bie turned his eyes away from her, thinking to himself, it doesn’t matter if you are angry and don’t want to control us anymore, Gojo Satoru just shows up occasionally, and the guardian who provides money is also pretty good, at least it won’t make people have unrealistic expectations .

Then he heard the hesitant voice of the new guardian: "That's right, our age difference is a bit...Although it's still a bit difficult for me to adapt, Hui."

"If this is more acceptable and comfortable for you, then it's not impossible... You can also treat me as your mother. If you need it, you can call me 'Mom' directly."

Hui petrified!

He doesn't need his sister, he doesn't need someone to take care of him, so he doesn't mean he wants a mother!

Tsumiji couldn't help laughing, covered her mouth and said, "Hui is still young, maybe she really needs her mother more."

How can there be!

With a stiff face, Hui looked at Xiyin who was expecting him to make a decision, and thought, this guy is a little more difficult than he imagined.

"If you have to, it's not impossible. After all, is this form important?"

The awkward boy complained in such a low voice, like a mosquito: "Then, sister will be fine."

If it weren't for the sharp sense of hearing strengthened by the spell, Xi Yin might not have heard what he said clearly.

She immediately showed a relieved and relieved expression, "For Hui, it would be great if I could be more calm and generous."

Hui, who was neither calm nor generous, stared at her with a puffy face, and his ears were a little red because he was forced to call out the shameful "sister".

After all, he was just an ordinary, somewhat cute kid.Xiyin couldn't help thinking so.

After dinner, the two children took the initiative to clean up the dishes and tidy up, and they did it skillfully. When they returned to her bedroom in the suite, Xiyin felt that the two children were more mature and sensible than she expected. Taking care of them is easier than it looks.

When the private message sounded, she picked up her phone and glanced at it.

'Have you considered it? '

"Well, they are very sensible, and the location here is good. I will stay."

The other side paused for a while, and then sent a short 'um' word.

Although the children acted resolutely and looked determined to take care of their siblings, before seeing them, although Xiyin felt that she needed to take some responsibility, she hadn't decided whether to live with them or not. Form closer, de facto family relationships.

For children like Megumi and Tsumiki who are able to take care of themselves and are used to living independently, it might be more correct and easier to choose to be a shopkeeper who provides shelter and visits regularly like Gojo Satoru.

They have graduated for more than half a year.

Higher vocational schools are not ordinary schools. After graduation, students go their separate ways with little or no contact.

There is undoubtedly a closer and more tangible relationship between the high school and the conjurers trained by it, as superior and inferior, even like mother and child.

Xiyin is still staying in the college to do related work, and the original dormitory is still kept, but she also considers that she is not a student after all, and she is not a siege, so she has to stay on campus for a long time due to special circumstances, so she still plans to stay in the school. Set up a residence outside.

Since you want to move out to live, it is a very suitable choice to live with the children and take care of them by the way.

'How long will you be on this mission and when will you be back? '

'It will take a few hours, I will send you a message when I come back. '

It's seven or eight o'clock now, and it will be early morning in a few hours, and it is necessary to rule out the situation that he has received other tasks halfway.

So today is not the right time to wait for him.

'Thanks for your hard work. '

'If possible, try to rest as early as possible. Although the operation has been activated, the necessary rest is still indispensable. '

After a while, the other side sent a reply: Hey, it makes you seem like you really care about me.

Xiyin felt that in their somewhat delicate relationship, Wujo Satoru's behavior was a bit arrogant and rude, with no winks.

Fortunately, except for this small defect in personality and emotion, he is beyond the standard and satisfactory in other aspects.

Recalling the six-eyed conjurer's patient and tangled demeanor, whether it was awkwardness or unwillingness, she felt that she could forgive his little ignorance.

"What are you thinking? You're so busy all day, you can't even pass the teaching qualification test, and you still want to be a teacher... and you're also appointed to be the head teacher of the first grade."

Night Moth looked at the former 'problem number one student' who was 1.9 meters tall in front of him, and felt that his headache was about to burst.

Maybe it was the desire to survive, he subconsciously rejected the possibility of this guy changing from a former student to a current subordinate, thinking that his life might be shortened by ten years.

A certain person was quite unconscious and said nonchalantly, "Working hours can be coordinated. The head teacher of the first grade is indeed busy, but the other grades are very free. It's okay to let someone else take over the class once in a while."

Ye Mo pressed his temple with his thumb, "Then your teaching qualifications... You are not the type who is not easy to use. You have already taken the test for the third time. It seems that the scores are getting lower every time. What went wrong? You specially Wasting time by running to the examination room?"

Mentioning this, Gojo Satoru was also angry.

He was as busy as a ghost, taking time to read textbooks, and then every few months, wasting half a day to take the teacher qualification certificate that he could never pass.

"I haven't taken the exam so seriously since I was a child. Who knows what those guys who mark the papers are thinking, they don't let me pass every time!"

"..."

Noctua didn't really want to think about the reason, and if he changed places, he wouldn't give this guy a teacher certificate.

He mentioned another matter: "Xi Yin passed it in the first attempt, and I plan to appoint her as the head teacher of the fourth grade this semester."

The strongest conjurer was very angry, and he patted the table dissatisfied: "Ha, the guy who is the best at superficiality and pretending to be seen by others, if he is a teacher, what kind of students can he teach? Are you blind? ?”

Night Moth twitched the corners of her mouth, and said helplessly: "The relationship between you seems to be getting worse and worse in the past few years. I remember that there was a time ago when you got along very happily. At that time...you cared about her very much. Has it become like this now?"

Their class was the last class of students that Noctua moth took over, and they spent the most energy and effort, but they also had a lot of troubles.

Not to mention the number one problem in front of him, after Xia Youjie's rebellion, Xiyin has gradually moved closer to the top, and has become incompatible with the founder and leader of the reformist group, making Ye Moth feel stomachache just thinking about it.

"You should ask her that, why ask me?"

Gojo Wu was pissed, "It seems like it's all my fault. She's just better at putting on airs than I am. Why are they all standing there? Why, are the eyes just for display?"

Now as long as Xiyin's name is mentioned in front of him, he will be irritated, overreacted, and unable to communicate, and the night moth is almost used to it.

He gloomily glanced at this unreliable and foolish guy in front of him, and waved his hand: "Forget it... No matter how you say it, you are not suitable to be a teacher, and you won't listen to it anyway, and don't hit the south wall." The guy who doesn't look back on the south wall, if you continue to take the exam, it will cause trouble for others. I will give you another chance, but the ugly words are up front. If you are complained by students, or if you do too badly, don't blame me Resign your post."

As he wished, Wujo Satoru, who got the letter of appointment as the head teacher of the first grade of the junior high school, was not happy at all, or on the contrary, he was suffocating in his heart.

"What, it's as if I was too entangled before I reluctantly agreed."

This is the fact, and he himself refused to admit it, "Why do you think I'm not suitable to be a teacher, hey, does this kind of thing depend on whether you are suitable or not? Obviously it depends on whether you want to, even that guy Xiyin can do it." Passing the exam proves that the exam is pointless!"

In the infirmary, Nitro, who heard him complain about his friend, interjected.

"The test is still very meaningful."

She motioned Gojo Gojo to look at the doctor's license on her chest, "It's very honorable to pass it, and I'm proud of myself practicing medicine with a license."

Someone who is about to teach without a license is stubborn: "The important thing is not the form but the content. Huh, besides, it's not like I failed the exam. I will definitely pass it next time."

Nitro tilted his head, curled his lips in disgust.

"That guy, did he deliberately take the teacher qualification test because he wanted to overwhelm me?"

"I haven't heard her say that she plans to stay in the college as a teacher before. Why did she suddenly become a fourth-grade teacher? Hey, she must want to see me laughing..."

The resentment is deep and the chatter is endless.

Nitro watched this guy with a cold stare as he continued to push Lai Lai endlessly, and found it amusing in his heart.

This guy is Wujo Wuye, the strongest conjurer, the number one problematic person in the high school, both in character and strength, all of them are extremely strong.

To use an inappropriate metaphor, this guy is the teacher and student of the whole school, and even the Great Demon King of the entire magic world. As long as he survives in the ecological circle of the magic world, he will be more or less oppressed and poisoned by him.

The pressure from the magic world was pouring on him in an unbalanced way, but he accepted it all, with a relaxed, arrogant and wanton attitude.

But Gojo Satoru is not some kind of air bag, he accepts this invisible oppression, and then releases the pressure in multiple ways, which is also the source of pressure for all magicians in a sense.

This kind of troublesome personality, when Xia Youjie was there in the early years, he could barely suppress it for a while, and now he has defected for a few years, but it is his girlfriend who looks "weak and weak, with delicate nerves"—— Ono Xiyin vaguely replaced him, becoming the only one who surpassed the Great Demon King, suppressed him, brought him pressure, and made him complain again and again.

Nitzi curled his hair and played with it, and his heart became more and more sure of that nonsense guess.

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