The daily life of Shier and 5t5

When Gojo Satoru returned to the high school with a box of Xijiufu, he happened to see a scene of "intimate" father and son.

Shi'er was doing push-ups enthusiastically, and on his back, the little boy was lying flat with a look of lovelessness, his hands crossed on his lower abdomen, as if he was going to ascend to heaven at any time.

It seems that the son is indulging his father's nonsense.

Gojo Satoru couldn't hold back, and smiled "poof".

Fu Heihui felt even more embarrassed, he turned to the other side with a pink face, praying that Teacher Wutiao didn't see this scene.

Shi Er put him down, pointed at Wujo Wu with one hand, rubbed his son's prickly hair with the other hand, and said: "If you don't exercise well and eat meat, you will be as thin and young as him in the future, and you can crush it with a slap .”

He said it blatantly, and it was completely for Wujo Wu.

Gojo Satoru is tall and tall, always wearing cool black clothes, he looks thin but not thin.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't have muscles.

Gojo Satoru thought for a while, then smiled and said, "What Shier said is true."

Before the other party was satisfied, Gojo Satoru walked over and pulled Fu Heihui's thin white wrist, and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, father and son are alike, so from this point of view, Hui follows me."

"Huihui, call 'Dad' to hear?"

Fu Heihui looked up at Teacher Wutiao, and then at his father.

He seemed to hear the sound of a volcanic eruption.

……

Two hours later, Fu Heihui finished his morning run, and was about to eat the gift that Teacher Wutiao brought him for breakfast.

His fathers are still abusing each other.

Fu Heihui sat under the eaves, chewing Xijiufu, while remembering Shi Er's fighting movements and the flow of the teacher's mantra in his heart.

The cherry blossom petals are falling, and Kikufuku is a bit sticky, but delicious.

— Another peaceful day.