The daily life of Shier and 5t5

The girl named Zhenyi looks a little like Natsume in some respects, but she cries a lot more than Natsume.

Moreover, she also has a twin sister who looks exactly like her.

"I'm sorry! My sister is grateful for your care and has caused trouble to the distinguished guests." Zhenxi took Zhenyi's hand and bowed deeply.

"Twins?" Shi Er leaned against the door frame with folded arms.

The twins are always regarded as unknown, the clothes of the two children are plain, no one is looking after them, they are not even dressed as well as the attendant of the eldest son.

The daughter of Zenyuan Fan...these two girls are his cousins.

"It's okay." Gojo Satoru squatted in front of Mayi Maki, rubbing a small mushroom head with one hand, "It's my honor to save a cute girl."

Maki stared at him with strange eyes, and took a step back protecting her sister.

Shi Er sneered: "I'm being treated as a wretched uncle, idiot."

Gojo Satoru blinked pitifully.

Zhenyi hugged Hui's Tutu Shunmao, hid behind her sister, and was amused for a while, and the smile was also cautious.

"By the way, I wanted to ask just now," Maki asked his sister, "What are you holding in your arms?"

"Fuhei's little rabbit." Zhenyi said, "Hey, can't my sister see it? Is the little rabbit also a curse spirit?"

Hui replied, "It's my shikigami, barely a curse."

Shi Er, who heard the children's conversation, opened his eyes slightly.

He bumped Gojo Satoru: "The one named Maki is also...?"

"It's the sky and the curse, but it's not the same as Shier's situation." Gojo Satoru said, "Her spell power is less than ordinary people, but it's not completely 'zero'."

Shi'er laughed mockingly: "No wonder he wasn't sent to serve his son-in-law."

In the eyes of the family, Heaven and Curse are garbage that will stain the blood, and it is impossible to be sent to serve the son-in-law.This gave Maki an extra chance.

"Serve the son-in-law? What is that?" Gojo Wu raised his eyebrows.

Shi Er rubbed his chin: "Haven't you ever had one?... That's right, you are enough for the Wutiao family."

Gojo Satoru thought for a while, and suddenly felt that he knew something terrible.

"Zenyuan Zhizai, is he the son of the same generation as Shier?"

……I see?