[Comprehensive] The way of a giant baby's group pet

Heiwu's craftsmanship is not inferior even to that of a cook, otherwise how could he coax Shikamu who has a slight anorexia and is extremely picky about dishes.

When he was still in school, Heiwu's home economics class made all the girls in the class feel pressured.

It's really boring for a boy to do a better job at housekeeping than a girl.That's what the girls say.

There are enough ingredients in the kitchen, more than enough to cook meals for a few days.

A pasta with meat and vegetables, the bright sauce is very tempting on the retina, before Hei Wu could say "Try it", No. 7 unceremoniously started to slap the noodles.

The snorting and humming look was quite different from that of an adult Shikangki who refused or bowed his head in silence. No. 7 Shikangmu seemed to be pushing his head on the table and pouring food down his throat.

The way Nigaragi is trying to eat is really cute.Black Mist thought contentedly.

"Sikuoki, eat slowly."

Hearing the concern of the black mist, No. 7 woke up as if he had been warned that there was a minefield ahead, "It's almost finished..." He stared sadly at the remaining third of the plate, and then nodded abruptly.

The whole person becomes only the size of the palm of a hand.

Also, can it be reduced? !

Black Mist thought in shock.

Well, it's a fairy tale after all, so it's within reason.

The palm-sized Dead Handwood crawled forward on the table and kicked the fork away, sat down by the plate and stuck out his tongue, rolled up a piece of pasta and stuffed it into his mouth, puffing his cheeks and sucking it up.

Ah, this is really...

With a sour and sweet mood, he watched No. 7 finished his noodles, and then he licked his fingers meaningfully, "Is there any more?"

"You've eaten a lot, isn't your stomach uncomfortable?"

"Are you underestimating me! As far as food is concerned, I can eat no matter how much it is! But I..." He suddenly covered his mouth, stopped talking to the black mist, turned his back and stared at the plate, as if he wanted to give all the sauce Lick it clean.

"Okay, okay, I'll make you something else." It looked very pitiful not to be full.

Hei Wu remembered the smallest Sidangmu who slept in the living room, and made him a portion of sweet and sour pork. When it was brought to the living room, he was so surprised that he almost overturned the plate.

A weasel was biting the pants of Xiao Sigangmu, trying to drag him away, "Hey! Don't pull me!" Xiao Sigangmu resisted desperately by pulling on the sofa.

Hei Wu almost frightened an old numb heart.

After driving the weasel away, Xiao Shigangmu shivered without moving his nest, and continued to lie curled up in the corner of the sofa.

"That," Hei Wu didn't know how to address him, but caught a glimpse of the number on his clothes, "My name is Hei Wu, can I call you number 4?"

No. 4 didn't respond, and No. 7, who was sitting on Heiwu's shoulder, explained, "He's too lazy to speak."

"Ah, it doesn't matter if you don't talk, let's eat something?"

Number 4 regards the black mist as the air that fills the world.

Seven explained, "He didn't bother to raise his hand."

"..."

This kid is really worrying.

"Do you know why he is so small?" No. 7 taunted on Heiwu's shoulder, "Because he is too lazy to eat."

"?!" How can this work!

"Please let me feed you!" Black Mist hurriedly put No. 4 upright, leaned against the sofa, and fed food to his mouth like serving a king. Fortunately, the king was willing to chew his precious teeth.

Black Mist decided to take him and No. 7 to act together, he was afraid that this little guy would die accidentally one day.

"Please come to me when you are small, and I will take care of you."

For number 4, this is a good option, and it will be much more convenient for someone to serve him.

Immediately he was reduced to a small mass, looking even smaller than a number 7.

Hei Mist put him on his shoulders, and he leaned on his shoulders unwilling to use much effort and said, "I'm lazy."

The name is very important, but he is not willing to ask for the benefits of others, and for him, finding a comfortable environment is the most important thing, the person in front of him can barely pass as his servant.

So the "4" on his clothes became "lazy".

Heiwu rubbed his head with his fingertips and said, "I didn't take care of you because I wanted your name."

"..." Laziness was rubbed so that his feet dangled, and he was still feeling the residual touch after Heiwu's fingers left.

"But if you collect bad names within three days," said No. 7 on the other shoulder, "you will die."

"Is there such a risk?!"

Heiwu suddenly remembered Yuanzi's "hehe" smile when he asked [Mengui] what danger was there.

"However, I'll be merciful and let you break the news," No. 7 lowered his head and took a bite of the food tied around his neck by the black mist—a big cake that could satisfy his hunger at any time.

Looking at the love of this cake, No. 7 said, "You can guess everyone's name based on their personality, just like being lazy."

"Providing such important information has been of great help." Although he had expected it, Hei Wu still said sincerely: "I'll make you some more delicious food tonight."

"Really? Will it do a lot?!"

"It's true, I will do a lot." Black Mist agreed.

"Me! I'm a glutton!" The gluttony didn't hide it, this person's cooking was so delicious.

Black Mist couldn't help laughing.

They're all candid kids.Black Mist thought with relief.

It should be easier to get through.

Hei Wu planted a chess piece on himself and set up a flag.

Although the greetings with everyone during the day were not very ideal, everyone still came out to eat when it was meal time, and sat obediently around the dazzling array of dishes, except for a certain grumpy old man.

"Why is there no omurice!?" No. 3 asked, patting the table.

No. 1 squinted and said to No. 3: "It's so noisy."

Number 1 always looks a little more arrogant than others, the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and he looks like he is looking at shit.

When No. 3 saw No. 1's expression, he instantly became angry, "Do you want to die? Be careful that I will kill you, bastard!"

"Oh?"

"Let you be wiped out, bastard!"

"Oh?"

"Well, don't quarrel." Heiwu persuaded the fight while feeding Laziness, gluttony hugged the biggest chicken leg, and No. 2 looked crying, "Why didn't Heiwu feed me?" "Yourself Eat!" No. 3 suddenly kicked No. 2 who was next to him, "Oh, it's sour." No. 2 immediately put on a mocking expression, "Do you want to die!"

"That's why I said it was noisy!" "Everyone... stop arguing." "No. 3 has a bad temper." "Hei Mist feed me too." "Hei Mist bring me a drink." "You fucking Give it to me!" "Why..." "Me too..." "It's so noisy..." "Kill you..."

The scene was very chaotic for a while, Hei Wu felt like he had fallen into a kindergarten quarrel, almost the same voice line, everyone was eager to speak, No. 3 became more and more emotional, and finally exploded/exploded!

"Xi Nei!!" Number 3 waved his hands, and the plates and plates were splashed like flying flowers. Juicy water was splashed on the table, smashing the gluttonous chicken legs, smashing the lazy pastry, and dropping the soup of No. 2. No. 1 bottom line.

No. 7 burst into tears with a gluttony, and No. 1 next to him blocked his mouth with his chicken leg.

All the little dead knuckles stared straight at No. 3, as if he was the most hated naughty villain in the class.

"Why are you looking at me! Kill you!" No. 3 said viciously.

"Number 3, it's really annoying..." I don't know who said that.

Number 3 said angrily, "I hate you the most!" He gritted his teeth and said, "A bunch of bastards!!" He said with red eyes, "Anyway, I'm the one most disliked!" He ran away dinner table.

He sat on the doorstep and wiped the corners of his eyes.

No. 3 feels that he is a failure, because he is prone to cry when he is emotional, so he always has a very hard expression, which leads to a fierce expression.

He looked back, ready to cry if no one saw him, but he saw the man who broke into the castle walking towards him.

"Here," he pointed to the seat next to him, "I'm sitting."

"Tch, what a disappointment."

The man smiled without hesitation, he was never angry, it was annoying to watch.

He picked up his hand and wiped the oil stains on his hand with a handkerchief, "Don't worry about it!"

"Just wipe it, it hurts your hands like this."

"Go away! I'll kill you!" Is this guy sick?

"Bastard, don't you understand human language!" Number 3 blushed with anger, "Okay, okay." After wiping his hands clean, Hei Wu hugged Number 3 into his arms like a child tantruming, " It's fine."

"Don't touch me! Why aren't you angry! You can't even quarrel! I hate people like you the most, just like those guys inside!"

"Yes, yes, but everyone doesn't hate you, don't be sad."

No. 3 froze for a moment, "Who, who is sad, who... bastard! Huh..." A sour feeling came up from his throat, and then he let out a humming cry from his nose.

"I really can't do anything about you." Heiwu murmured No. 3 who opened the water gate with his eyes open, as if he had returned to the troubled childhood of Shigaraki.

After a long time, No. 3 let the black mist go away after draining the flood, and it was justifiable to throw it away when it was used up.

When Hei Wu asked him if he wanted to go in together, he showed a pair of canine teeth: "Who wants to go in with you, wouldn't it make me feel very shameless!"

"...Really." Hei Mist didn't understand his brain circuit.

But after he turned around, he grabbed the hem of his clothes again, "What's wrong?"

"I...my name is Grumpy," No. 3 raised his head and emphasized viciously like the head teacher asked the students to recite the test center, "Have you remembered it?"

"I know," Hei Wu bent down and kissed No. 3's forehead lightly, "I've known this kind of thing from the beginning."

So the numbers on the No. 3 clothes disappeared.

When Hei Wu went back, he saw No. 1 at the door.

I don't know if he just came out or just stood there all the time, Hei Wu suddenly felt embarrassed, as if he was caught by his own child on the spot when he was kind to other people's children.

Number 1, as usual, with a bit of excessive arrogance in the corner of his eyes, he cast a glance at the black mist and walked out indifferently.

After the night fell, No. 1 hadn't come back, and the black fog began to feel a little worried.

He is not very clear about the setting of this world, and he doesn't know whether the forest outside is considered the territory of the dwarves.

He decided to go find the dead handle wood of No. 1.

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