did you see my dad

Whether it is his child or not, this question affects the hearts of all present.

Even Jianren Qihai, who came back from the outside, couldn't help but look at the child hiding behind Gojo Satoru.

After all - too much alike.

Gojo Satoru let out a snort, obviously expecting this kind of problem to arise.

How much they mistrusted his private life...

Huali sticks out her small head, surrounded by young students wearing the special school uniform of the college, it seems...it should be easy to get along with.

Thinking of this, she tried to raise her head again. From her angle, she could just see the corner of Gojo Gorahei's mouth. He didn't look very happy.

Huali gripped his pants tightly, pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Ah la la, if you want to know the answer..." Gojo Satoru deliberately elongated his tone, and swept the crowd with a smile on his face, "As long as I can touch my finger, I will tell you."

As he spoke, he raised his hand.

A few courageous students hesitated for a while, and felt that this was not a difficult task. After walking slowly, they politely asked: "Then... Teacher Wutiao, I will try."

"sure."

In Huali's eyes, how easy it is to touch a finger.

She couldn't help being curious, and looked in the direction of the student, but unexpectedly, the student's face was blushing, as if separated by something, no matter what he did, he couldn't touch Wujou's fingers.

This went on for several minutes without success, and the student had to abandon the attempt.

Huali also tried secretly, trying to grab the fingers hanging beside her, but unlike that student, she grabbed several fingers of Gojo Satoru at once, and the result made her smile happily stand up.

Jianren Qihai didn't expect Gojo Satoru to use the no-lower-limit spell on this kind of thing, but it also fits his personality.

He walked around Gojo Satoru, and his eyes fell on the child standing beside him, with white hair and blue eyes, no matter who it was, he would probably think that she had something to do with Gojo Satoru at first glance.

Perhaps his gaze was too obvious, Huali, who was playing with five Wuwu fingers, turned his head and looked over.

She tilted her head and looked at the blond young man with a darker face. Although there was no smile on her face, she was not fierce.

Especially when Gojo Satoru beside him called Qihai familiarly, Huali also politely showed a row of small white teeth to him: "Hello!"

Jianren Qihai didn't respect Wujo Satoru very much, but he took off his goggles and responded to the child's polite greeting, "Hello."

This was the first time that Huali was greeted in an equal relationship. She bent her eyes and exuded an irresistible cute light wave: "My name is Huali, big brother."

"Ah - how can you call him big brother, he is already so old..."

"Mr. Wujo," Jianren Qihai showed the stability that an adult should have, but no matter who heard the question of age, he couldn't control himself, he retorted word by word, "Maybe you don't like to hear this sentence , but I still have to tell you - I'm younger than you."

Gojo Satoru puffed up his cheeks and turned his head away.

Jianren Qihai took out the candy he gave at the cake shop last time from his pocket, and it was a snack that the clerk thanked him for giving him, and he gave it to Huali.

"My name is Jianren Qihai." After Huali stretched out her small hand to take the candy from his palm, her face softened for a moment. Huali thanked her and put the candy in her pocket solemnly, "Huali will slow down Taste slowly!"

Wujo Wu, who was ignored, bent over and leaned over. He glanced at Jianren Qihai, and shamelessly reached out to ask, "Qihai, where's mine?"

Jianren Qihai turned his head coldly and left: "It's gone."

For Wujo Wutiao, who was a bit childish, Huali took out a candy from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand: "Dad, I'll give you this one."

Seeing that he didn't answer, Huali tiptoed and stuffed it into his pocket.

She comforted Wutiaowu like a little adult: "Don't be angry, there are still Huali here."

There were still students around, so compared with one big and one small, Gojo Goto looked like a child who hadn't grown up.It's just that such words can only be slandered, who dares to really say it.

After all, no one wants to have an irresistible long-term battle training with Mr. Wujo.

Gojo Satoru was very coaxing, eating the candy that Huali peeled for him in his mouth, and swaggeringly ran to Principal Ye Moth to throw the child away: "I brought him here."

The uncle sitting in the middle of a pile of dolls is skillfully piercing the dolls, without raising his head: "A Wu, are you sure?"

With the nimbly turning of the tip of the tongue, the candy made a crisp collision sound with the teeth, Gojo Satoru seemed to be scratching the back of his head in annoyance: "No matter what, I have to go to class and go on a business trip, so I don't have time to take her ah……"

Huali looked at Gojo Wu, then at the uncle who made the doll, and finally fell on all the wealth that Wujo Wu bought for her.

Dad seems... really don't want her anymore.

After making a doll, Noctua Zhengdao finally put down the tools in his hand, and he began to look at the child who was sent in front of him, a small ball, wearing the most fashionable little skirt at the moment, perhaps because Wutiaowu found it troublesome. The beautiful white hair is scattered behind, and the baby's fat face is white and powdery. If you poke it, you can imagine the touch like cotton candy, but it is a little more elastic than cotton candy.

is a beautiful child.

And very well behaved.

Huali lowered her head. Before she came, she exuded an unwilling intention, but after hearing what Gojo Wu said, she didn't say anything more, but stood there obediently, waiting for her final belonging.

"Son, come here and let me have a look." The middle-aged man's steady voice was not scary, Huali stood on tiptoe, glanced at Wujou vamp standing beside her from the corner of her eye, and she waited for a while He didn't hear him speak, so he walked towards the night moth without any hesitation.

"She's timid," Gojo Satoru's voice came from behind, warning in his usual frivolous tone, "don't scare her."

He said these words to the moving spell skeletons beside Noctuma Zhengdao, Huali paused in her forward steps, but she didn't turn her head back, and retorted him in a nasal voice: "... Huali is not afraid."

As he said that, he walked towards the night moth.

Noctuid, wearing sunglasses, was sitting cross-legged, waiting for Huali to get closer and closer to him with small steps. He didn't like to laugh, so Huali stopped a little in front of him, and said hello to him politely.

"My name is Huali, and I am three years old."

After she introduced herself, Noctua Zhengdao hummed to express her understanding, and then handed her the doll in her hand.

"Welcome to the High School of Conjuration," he said. He had never seen such a small child before. Seeing her open her eyes in surprise, she took the doll and held it in her arms happily. He coughed softly, "I am the principal here. , this will be your home from now on."

So, don't be afraid.

But for a three-year-old child, these things need to be understood slowly by herself.

Ye Mo Zhengdao couldn't ask any difficult questions to such a young child, he knew everything about her from Yidizhi's investigation information, and Gojo Satoru's temper, as he expected, sent the child here.

But with such a cute little group, he couldn't speak harsh words at all.

So he raised his head and restored his serious face: "A Wu, stay here later, I have something to talk to you about."

Gojo Satoru raised his hand with a playful smile: "Understood."

Huali hugged her gift tightly, she smiled sweetly, Ye Mo Zhengdao stared at it for a long time, and the man beside him couldn't help but move a bit, lying on Ye Mo Zhengdao's shoulder to look at it looking at her.

Seeing it moving, Gojo Goku coughed twice to remind him.

Huali thought it was a reminder to her, and turned her head subconsciously, but she turned her head angrily when she thought of what her father said just now about abandoning her, and lowered her head to have fun with the doll.

"So," Noctua Zhengdao was thinking hard about the follow-up questions, "she's still a little young, let's see who still has time to take her..."

The face of the housekeeper Nitzi appeared in his mind, and Ye Mozheng felt a headache: "Grandma loves to drink too much, and it is easy to spoil children."

Huali looked at him curiously.

Ye Mozheng said: "Yidi knows..."

Gojo Satoru immediately vetoed: "He's a big man, Huali is a girl."

Night Moth stared rightly: "If you pick and choose, why don't you bring it yourself?"

Wutiao Wu beat the horse haha, Ye Mozhengdao has no good way: "Then take turns to take it. When it is inconvenient, you can ask Nitzi to help. If you are all on a business trip, you can ask Yidizhi to help. If it is not possible, there is me..."

This is already the best result.

Huali understood some words, she took a sneak look at Gojo Wu, and whispered: "Isn't Dad leaving?"

"He's a teacher, so he can't leave." Noctua Zhengdao explained as softly as possible.

He didn't say much, and made a final decision: "Your dormitory is not far away anyway, so let's live in your dormitory temporarily."

Huali turned around awkwardly and looked at Wujo Wu. She seemed to be worried that Wujo Wu would refuse at any time, but she couldn't help being curious, pinching the doll nervously and waiting for his answer.