The daily life of Shier and 5t5

Fu Heihui heard a saying from her sister called "quarrel at the head of the bed and peace at the end of the bed".

He felt that this sentence was very appropriate to describe his father and teacher.

Because on the second day of the fight, they went to accept the task of exorcising the curse spirit together.

Fu Heihui watched his father being forcibly taken away, and watched his father and son's bitter scene of parting with a blank expression.

"Let me go back!! Woohoo, Hui, my Huihui..." Shi Er performed the image of a loving father with eloquence, and took the opportunity to beat Gojo Wu on the back, "You demon who breaks up a happy family!"

The no-lower-limit technique made the hammer blow weaker than a cat's scratching. Wujo Satoru thought of it endlessly, when Nitzi sent the cat to be neutered, he also acted out a scene where the mother and child were forced to separate from the cat.

That silly cat was easily fooled, thinking that the doctor devil was the culprit, and its mother was very innocent.

If Fu Heihui is a little black cat and Fu Heisher is a big black cat, they are very similar.

... Or a leopard is more appropriate.

Wujo Wushensi didn't belong, and subconsciously patted the tight buttocks of the big black panther.

Aha, it really blew up.

Gojo Wu laughed secretly in his heart, but he said: "Hold on, do you even think I'm willing to carry you? Is it because Huihui is not soft or fragrant enough that I hug you instead of Huihui?"

Shi Er thought so too.Thinking again, isn't this going to be the devil's claw for my son, and I felt a little more balanced.

"Are you shaking M?" He snorted slightly, "Since you and I hate each other, why take me to exorcise the curse spirit and torture each other."

Gojo Satoru said: "There is no way, Yuki will not be around for a while, and there is no special grade in the high school, so I can only suppress you personally."

99 Youji is one of the three super-class conjurers in the conjuration world. She is a mysterious and charming woman. She only stayed in the high school for a few days when she heard that "Zero Mana" had awakened not long ago. Move hands and feet.

Now maybe the novelty is over, and he is flying away on a motorcycle again.

Wujo Wuzhen wanted to give a thumbs up—well done, don't come back in the future.

If she doesn't come back, he will be the only one who can keep an eye on Shier.

There was a bit of self-deprecation in Shi Er's voice: "It's an honor, please have a special class to serve me."

"Of course," Gojo Wujo tightened his arms with a smile, "how can the tiger be loose."

Shi Er was startled slightly, and smiled.

——It is not bad to be recognized by the strongest in the magic world.

Gojo Satoru almost didn't need to do the next extermination mission.

Holding the magic tool in his hand, Fu Heisher moved in and out of the magic spirit like a sophisticated meat grinder, swaying a killing feast.

Gojo Satoru sat on the high steps to watch, he took off his sunglasses, his pupils were condensed with a bright ice blue.

——This man is indeed the best.

He licked the corner of his lips.

After the battle, Shi'er walked up the steps with a vicious look, and threw the stick magic tool broken into three pieces in front of the long-legged baby face.

There was also light shining in his black pupils.

Gojo Satoru suddenly wanted to understand why this person was so confident and arrogant sometimes, but sometimes seemed so depressed and decadent, and even gave up on himself.

Now this self-confident and dazzling Shier, he likes it very much.

——It’s the type that makes people happy when conquered.

"I'm very interested." He said with a smile, "Compared with the previous few days, you have improved. The teacher praises you."

"Hey," he said disdainfully, wiping off the sweat on his brow, "These spell tools are too fragile, bring me some new ones."

"no problem."

"By the way," Shi'er turned to him suddenly, "I used to have a magic spirit that stored magic tools, where is it now?"

Gojo Satoru's smile faded.