Earn 100 billion for parents

In 2002, in the middle of March, the streets of Tokyo in the early spring were still crowded with pedestrians, everyone was in a hurry, just in time for working hours, and there were no other cute dessert houses decorated on the street except Fujimaruhara and Gojo Satoru. guests.

In the eyes of the clerk at the dessert house, this is an extremely strange combination.

The handsome young man led the delicate boy into this small dessert house.

The young man ordered a bunch of desserts and drinks. Most of their desserts are served by women, so they are already very sweet, but this young man is even more extreme. The icing in the drink is at least three times, and the snacks that can be added are not stingy Put a lot of sweeteners.

The onlookers felt their teeth sore just looking at them. It was strange that the young man who brought the children along did not stop the children from choosing a bunch of super-sweet foods.

The clerk wanted to advise but didn't know how to say it. He could only watch helplessly as the young man put Daifuku, which had been coated with a thick layer of condensed milk and sprinkled with special icing, into his mouth.

"It's so sweet!" The boy exclaimed happily.

The onlookers complained silently, if it is not sweet, there will be ghosts!Is it really not afraid of diabetes to eat like this!

Gojo Satoru, who had finally escaped from the paradise of sweets, looked at Fujimaru Haraichi, who had been silently watching him since just now.

"Okay, so what do you want to talk to me about?" The young man's expression was cold, revealing a kind of arrogance.

That is the arrogance of absolute trust in one's own power. In his world, he is not afraid of anything or anyone, let alone be dominated by anyone or anything, because he is the strongest.

This is an unshakable truth from birth to death.

But it's too immature, the strongest is certainly not watery, but some attributives need to be added in front, such as "the strongest in the future of the magic world", this is the most accurate statement.

As soon as Fujimaruhara looked at the young man who had revealed his arrogance in front of him, he was not in the mood to help others teach their children. If he wanted to make him realize the facts, he would honestly accept the beatings from the society and life changes would happen faster.

The young man put down his teacup, and his blue and gold eyes looked at the young man's sky-colored pupils.

"Let's talk about the magic world." The young man's voice fell.

The bored shop assistants unconsciously wanted to look at the two luminous bodies. At this time, the two 'brothers', who hadn't talked since entering the door, finally started talking.

Faintly they heard the topic of 'school'.

Ah, so you were discussing enrollment?

"The world of sorcery?" Wujo Wu asked back, all the information under the six eyes could not be hidden, and he naturally noticed the sudden strange power in the clerk's gaze.

Gojo Satoru arrogantly probed, "Are you talking about this kind of thing in public? Don't tell me you want to offer a bounty too."

"Before I just wanted to get in touch with the magic world, but after seeing you, I probably understand the essence of the magic world." Fujimaru took a sip of tea, looked at the young man in front of him who was completely different from his own, It can be seen only from the character.

Although both of them don't put others in their eyes, the one in his family doesn't respect others, let alone himself, but this one is completely opposite. It is understandable that he naturally draws boundaries between himself and others in his thinking.

However, this is also because he lives in a closed environment all year round and only contacts certain people. When he can control his own freedom to accept different thinking shocks, it will probably change.

But these have nothing to do with him, his purpose is just to understand the magic world, and now the purpose has been achieved.

The Gosan family in the world of conjuration, the Chanyuan family and the Gojo family, he has been able to fully describe what these two families look like, and the remaining Kamo family can probably understand what it looks like even if they don’t get in touch with it.

Gojo Satoru looked at the indifferent young man, although he couldn't understand what he learned from himself, but his intuition told him that it was not a good thing.

Damn, I didn't understand anything, but was put together.

Fujimaruhara raised his hand and glanced at the time, then put down his teacup.

"Don't worry about what the clerk hears, just eat with peace of mind, and your memory will be erased instantly after you leave."

It wasn't that Fujimaruhara had good intentions to sweep away Gojo Satoru's tail, but actually to erase his own existence, and he can't appear in front of the magic world yet.

So when Gojo Satoru entangled himself, he was ready.

Confusion magic will automatically replace his existence, no matter how hard you search, you won't be able to find it, as for Gojo Satoru.

He had already prepared for this young man, and the use was mutual. After all, he helped the young man solve the problem and treated him to dessert, doing himself a little favor. I believe the young man would not mind.

"By the way, Mr. Wutiao, let me give you a piece of advice when I leave. Don't stay in the quagmire for too long, or you will be assimilated."

After saying that, Fujimaruhara picked up the briefcase beside him and left the dessert shop.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes and watched the man leave, the moment the man walked out of the gate.

The influence in the young man's mind suddenly blurred.

Gojo Satoru's pupils constricted.

How did he come to this dessert shop?

Who was the person in front of me just now?

What did the man sitting in front of him look like a few minutes ago?

Gojo Satoru was surprised to find that no matter how hard he searched, there was no information about the man in his mind.

If it weren't for the last words left by the man, the memory of the man would really be completely erased.

"Stay away from the quagmire?" Gojo Satoru murmured, "Hahahahaha, interesting! Don't let me find you and play with my memory."

In the dessert shop with only one customer, Gojo Satoru went crazy wantonly, but the clerk turned a blind eye, as if he didn't notice the teenager's disturbing behavior at all, and the rippling smile on his face looked like he was watching a 'cat movie'.

Gojo Satoru looked at the clerk's abnormal performance, and walked out of the dessert shop in an atmosphere. The moment he walked out of the gate, he saw the clerk's expression turned into confusion.

"It's strange, why haven't the tableware been cleared here, isn't it true that there were customers here just now?" The clerk looked puzzled, and it seemed that Gojo Satoru's existence had been completely erased from his mind.

"But this customer's food is too sweet, and he will get diabetes without tooth decay." The clerk complained while cleaning up.

Gojo Goku's cheeks puffed up slightly, and he thought to himself, tooth decay wouldn't happen to me, at worst, he would wrap it up with no lower limit when he ate it, anyway, he wouldn't burn his brain after a while.

The young man made up his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was a good idea.

On the other side, Fujimaru Haraichi, who had already traveled far, recalled just now, and felt that he was the strongest in the future of the magic world. He almost failed, and when he was older, it would be impossible to succeed so easily.

But this is enough, if this child stays in the quagmire, then the future will stop here.

Fujimaruhara thought about the child of God just now, "Unfortunately, that child looks like a person who can break free from the quagmire."

He didn't think about it for long, and immediately forgot about the boy, after all, the boy wasn't important enough for him to worry about.

"At this time, Megumi and Shi Er-kun should finish their meal." Fujimaruhara stood in a family restaurant, and there was an extremely domineering smell coming from it. Although he didn't know how to cook, he was cultivated through many extreme delicacies. diners.

Even just the smell of the food was enough for him to tell that this shop was an excellent one.

"Take some back to make dinner." Shi Er doesn't seem to like cooking very much, but if you let him do it, everyone will lose the fun of eating.

Fujimaruhara thought about opening the door to enter this restaurant. This is just an ordinary small cafeteria in a commercial street, and the decoration is not exquisite, but the food aroma inside is enough to make up for the ordinary.

"Welcome!" came the childish voice unique to children.

A child with red hair and fried hair walked up to Fujimaru Haraichi with a towel and a water glass, "Guest, please sit here, please use it."

The child is about five or six years old, but he is exceptionally skilled in serving customers.

As soon as Fujimaruhara looked at this red hair, his favorability surged instantly. This flamboyant hair curve felt that his own Hui Hui should grow up to be similar to a boy.

"Here is the menu, guest, please see what you want to eat." The boy handed the menu to Fujimaru Haraichi.

This small restaurant has an extremely good atmosphere. The diners are enjoying themselves and the atmosphere is relaxed and comfortable.

The curtain of the back kitchen was lifted, and a sunny and dignified woman with blond half-long hair and honey-colored eyes came out of the back kitchen, wearing a black uniform exactly like that of a child, and wrote a letter to "Xingping Restaurant".

"Thanks for coming here today, Zhuzi! Seiichiro's craftsmanship is much better than yours, hahaha, it looks like I can have a full meal these days!"

The dignified woman's complexion changed when she heard the words, and she said fiercely: "Nah! Tsk, at least my cooking skills are better than yours, right? After all, at least my food can be swallowed, Zong Erlang, you old guy who has never been in the kitchen. Just eat honestly."

Different from her sweet and demure appearance, she has the air of a big sister when she speaks.

"Hahaha, how long is Seiichiro going to stay here this time? By the way, Chuang really should be promoted. He should go to elementary school next year." A middle-aged uncle interrupted the quarrel between the two.

"Huh? About a month. Although it is said that it is going to elementary school, I have no idea where to send it."

The chat here was in full swing, and Fujimaru Haraichi finally chose the dish he wanted to eat.

"Charcoal-grilled mackerel set meal, fried rice with soy sauce, fried steak with butter and pepper, scrambled eggs with spinach and bacon, fried assorted dishes, steamed rice bowl with mushrooms, pork soup, and desserts. Give me carbonated water." Fujimaruhara looked at the menu, and a long list of dish names stood out from the inside.

The guests who were still talking about parenting did not know when they stopped, and instead turned their attention to him.

"Guests, customers, you can't finish eating so many?" Xing Ping Chuangzhen was already stunned when the man mentioned scrambled eggs with spinach and bacon. Their portion is very large, and a set meal of mackerel is enough for one customer When he is full, it will be the first time he will see such an edible guest.

"What's wrong with Chuangzhen? Isn't it alright?" Seiichiro Xingping, who was too late to order, also came out of the back kitchen.

"It's okay, I'm done eating, and I'm adding another charcoal-grilled oxtail." Fujimaruhara pushed the hair from his ear back to the back of his head, and added another dish.

Fortunately, the child has a good memory, so he hurried to his father to repeat the names of the dishes.

"Wow, the guests have a lot of food." Xingping Seiichiro traveled all over the world and met a lot of customers, and there were not a few of them who could eat, but the appetite of this customer was indeed a bit surprising.

With a frail and elegant appearance, this appetite is completely different from his appearance.

"Thank you for the compliment, by the way, is it possible to take out here?"

"It's not over yet?" I don't know who exclaimed.

This is really delicious.

“Even the smell of the food here is delicious, so I want to take it home and give it to my family.”

"Takeaway is fine, but I will prepare what the guests want to bring."

"Then pack three servings just now, add three servings of Xinghei's special double-layer barbecue, and one of the six servings of stewed pumpkin requires half the salt and sugar."

"Yosie! Then I'll get ready first."

The man walked back to the back kitchen.

"My little brother really can't see that he can eat so much, but it's good to be able to eat, so that he can have a good physique!"

The woman called Zhuzhu handed the lemon-flavored carbonated drink to Fujimaru Haraichi, with a bright smile on her face, praising Fujimaru Haraichi's appetite.

Zhu Zi looked at the immature young man in front of him, and saw that he should have just left work, "Brother, don't you want to drink? It looks like he should be off work."

As soon as Fujimaruhara heard the words, he replied, "It's just going out to find a job, and I have to take care of the children when I go home, so it's not very convenient to drink."

"Children! Seeing that my brother already has children at such a young age?"

Kohei Tamako cleaned up the dishes and chatted with Fujimaruhara who was waiting for the meal.

'I didn't expect this little brother to be married and have children at such a young age. '

"Well, my son is super cute!" A clear smile finally appeared on Fujimaru Hara's indifferent face.

"How old?"

"One year and four months."

"Sigh, children grow up very fast, our little devil is like that, and he is about to go to primary school by accident."

The woman looked at Xing Ping Chuangzhen who was happy to help and said.

"Mom! The mackerel set meal is ready." A child's voice came.

Xingping Zhuzi stopped chatting and entered the back kitchen with the dishes.

After a while, the woman came out with a huge tray, "Charcoal-grilled mackerel set meal, creamy black pepper steak, scrambled eggs with spinach and bacon, steamed tea bowl with slider mushroom, pork soup."

"Fried rice with soy sauce and assorted fried rice will be ready immediately, and the red bean dumpling will be served last, so use it slowly."

Looking at the food in front of him, Fujimaruhara got perfect marks both in appearance and aroma, picked up a piece of mackerel with chopsticks, the aroma of the charcoal fire, the richness of the fat, and the light and salty taste, it was an extremely harmonious and wonderful taste.

Literally as good as Emiya's craftsmanship.

Fujimaru Haraichi no longer had any interest in chatting, and immersed himself in enjoying the food.

Xingping Zhuzi is a young man who eats quickly but gracefully with a happy face. She is the happiest at this time. Seeing the diners happily enjoying the dishes she serves is nothing more gratifying than this .

The steaming red bean dumpling is placed in front of him, and the sweet and soft dumpling rolls into the esophagus, and the meal is considered to be a satisfactory end.

"good to eat."

"The hospitality is not good!" Saiba Seiichiro just heard Fujimaru Haraichi's admiration when he came out with a huge bento box, "This is the food that has been prepared, it is best to eat it as soon as possible, if it is cold, heat it in the microwave Well, the flavor won't be too bad."

The young man nodded in understanding.

"Sincerely 7050 yen."

"Thanks for the hospitality."

"Welcome next time."

Holding a huge food box in one hand, Fujimaruhara walked out of the 'food office' and glanced at the smiling and waving children, feeling very happy.

Clean up the 'curse spirits' that surround the street.

The young man embarked on his way home, not knowing how his home would be if he was out for a day.

The familiar apartment, stepping into the floor where the house is located, the sound of violent quarrels suddenly came out.

Fujimaruhara frowned slightly. The sound insulation here is really bad. Thinking of the neighbors who didn't behave very decently before, living here is not a good environment for children, and it is imminent to move.

The young man opened the door of the house while thinking.

"I am back."

Chizi and the others came out to greet them, and Fujimaruhara handed the things in his hand to the girl, patted her head, and asked, "Where are Huihui and Shier-kun?"

Chizi turned around and pointed to the sofa in the living room behind him.

As soon as Fujimaruhara walked in, he saw the not-so-big sofa in the living room. The man stuffed himself in the sofa not so comfortably. Half of his slender legs were resting on the armrest of the sofa, and the TV beside him was still playing.

The man on the sofa was sleeping deeply, and what was even more amazing was that there was a small child lying on his chest.

The toddler hugged the cute doll, his little face was flushed from sleep, and a little saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, which made Zen Yuan Shier's strong chest wet.

He gently stroked the child's head, the man moved unsteadily, but did not wake up.

Like a tamed wild animal, gradually getting familiar with Fujimaru Haraichi's aura, he couldn't be vigilant.

Fujimaruhara sat down against the sofa, found a piece of paper, and wrote something.

The three sisters were playing with a huge jigsaw puzzle with great interest.

For a moment, an unspeakable warmth filled this small apartment, just like thousands of ordinary families, ordinary and warm.

When Zenyuan Shier woke up, he saw such a scene in front of him.