I'm heartbroken for my possession

I don't think it's right for my brother to say this, but on this occasion, how can we let the topic deviate.

I slapped the table directly, and said to the Zhipi people of the Chanyuan: "I didn't come to negotiate with you, I just came to inform you! What my Xiaohui wants to do and what kind of person he wants to be is his own choice! If he himself wants to be the Patriarch of the Chanyuan Family, he will assume that I have not said these words today, but if he does not want to be, if you dare to force him...you can wait for the revenge of the Wutiao family!"

After I finished speaking, I turned my head and shouted again: "Really?"

"..." Wujo Satoru nodded after staring at me for a long while with a displeased expression, "Okay."

The people who live directly next to the Buddhist monastery: "..."

It was a sudden outing today.

I know that Wutiao Wu is suppressing, and the Chanyuan family did not do things such as forcibly taking away children before, so it will not happen now.Unless Wujo realizes something.

I came here only to spread out part of my bargaining chip, and told Xiaohui, the direct neighbor of the Buddhist monastery, and my mother, that he would never want to involve my son in their strange grievances and grievances.

As for that little mentally handicapped Naoya of the Chanyuan, who is not smart, maybe he still thinks that Hui has snatched his position as the head of the family, and then wants to rebel.

Although I haven't met Xiaohui yet, but at that time Xiaohui chose to accept Wujo Wu's help to enter the high school instead of going to the Chanyuan home, so he definitely didn't want to come here.

After all, his own father said that this place is a garbage dump.

……grass!Thinking about it makes me even angrier!This bastard himself said that the Zenyuan family is a garbage dump, and in the end he reached an agreement with the Zenyuan family!Zenyuan Hui was the one who signed the agreement...Damn it!I knew that I would have Hui follow my surname no matter what!

Thinking of this, my expression became condensed: "I know what your plan might be. With my brother's absolute oppression, you won't do anything. But if something happens to him, you must be It will use Xiaohui's brains. If you dare to arrange it like that, I will kill your son."

"..." The expression of the person directly next to the Zenyuan became a little subtle, but he didn't look angry, and he didn't raise any objections.

If I'm not mistaken, this person probably still has such a strange sense of relief.

……Why?Is this something wrong? ——I took a deep breath, and couldn't help turning my head and whispering to my brother in shock: "Brother! The Zenyuan family is so perverted!"

"That's right." Gojo Satoru also showed a surprised expression, "This family is a mess!"

"Everything I do is for the consideration of the Chanyuan family." The Zenyuan Zhibi said, "But since I know of your existence, the arrangements will naturally be different. But the heirs of the Zenyuan family's ten shadow spells must not be surnamed. Five."

***

We came over aggressively and left in a hurry.

Although no express regulations have been reached... But in this way, the Zhipi people of the Chanyuan must weigh it carefully before making any small moves.

Hmm... If the critical moment comes, that little idiot can also take advantage of it.It seems that he has a face that wants to grab the position of Patriarch, but this kind of narrow-minded person's personality... Xiaohui's ancestral technique of the Zen Academy is the original sin. If he really inherits the position of Patriarch, he will probably still Start with Xiaohui.

Tsk, why don't I kill him quietly before going to the official competition...

"I haven't turned thirty yet, so you're eyeing my position! Aren't you always stubborn and don't want to join the Gojo family?" Gojo Satoru began to be dissatisfied, "And what do you mean? Myself There will be no heir, will there? What, I will die alone?"

"No way." I looked over with a look of "how can you misunderstand me", and said seriously, "I don't think anyone can be worthy of you!"

Gojo Satoru nodded in satisfaction: "Well, that's more or less the same."

I turned my head and clicked silently.

"What are you going to do next? Go see Hui?"

"At first I thought not to bother him...but after this incident happened, I felt it was necessary to meet him..." I lowered my eyes, sighed with a little sadness, "Also, brother, put your Put away your mobile phone, and you are not allowed to take pictures, let alone record videos. If Xiaohui has any resistance to me because of your actions, I will go and burn Wujo House tonight."

"It's not that exaggerated, is it? I just want to commemorate your touching mother-child reunion! Record it as an uncle!"

"...If you recognize your nephew before I recognize Xiaohui, I will set fire to Wutiao Zhai and Gaozhuan."

"Why do you play with fire at every turn? Have you been hanging out with Asakura for too long?" Gojo Satoru said, taking out the ringing mobile phone, "Principal, what's the matter?...Huh? The Chanyuan family has come out. By the way, Hui is in the college now, right? You tell him that I will bring someone to find him later... Who is it? His mother..."

I immediately punched my brother hard in the back.

Gojo Satoru: "...cough! Keep it a secret for now!"

***

At the same time, the high school ———————

"That...Principal Ye Moth, do you have anything to do with me?" Fu Heihui walked in with a questioning expression.

"..." Ye Mo Zhengdao's expression became more dignified, "That...you sit down first, Hui."

"...What's the matter?" Fu Heihui felt that today's principal was weird, "Is it about the exchange competition?"

"Wait a while Wu has something to look for you. Said that someone wants to see you."

Fu Heihui was taken aback: "Who?"

"You have to be mentally prepared..." Noctua Zhengdao hesitated, trying to give a hint tactfully, "You may have an inseparable relationship with the Wutiao family..."

Fu Heihui: "...?"

Noctua Moth was silent for a moment, struggling to change the way of saying: "I mean... your teacher, maybe not just your teacher..."

Fu Heihui: "...???"

***

Before I went to see Hui, I made a special trip to check my previous account to see what happened to the money I left Hui.

After checking it out, I was furious and speechless.

"So what's going on?" Gojo Satoru asked curiously from the side.

"...Because I consider that Shier is a gold-swallowing beast, so the remittance is a monthly amount. And because it is reserved for Xiaohui, and I know that Shier will die early, so I limit Xiaohui's guardian to take it... ..." I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly to calm myself down, "But after Shir's death, Xiaohui's guardian is Ms. Fuhei."

"...Ah." Wujo Wu suddenly realized, "So Ms. Fuhei took the money and ran away!"

"...Well, if the money continues to be transferred, she probably won't run away. But I think that if Xiaohui goes to elementary school, the expenses will be higher, so when he goes to elementary school, my request is that the withdrawal of the money must be subject to Xiaohui's consent and The money can only be used for Xiaohui's expenses." I gritted my teeth, "After that! Brother, you just helped to stop the monastery and are not the legal legal guardian, so the money has never been spent without notifying you, Hui I don’t even know this money exists!”

Ah—I’m so mad——!

"Ah... what about the annual Christmas and birthday gifts I prepared for Kei? Have you delivered them properly? If not, I'll complain to that crappy company now!"

"Ah...you sent it? That mysterious man AM..."

"Yeah, because it's Asakura Mio!"

Gojo Satoru showed an indescribable expression: "Since it is prepared as a mother, why don't you leave some information... Huihe always thought it was the real Santa Claus when he was a child, but after he found out that Santa Claus didn't exist, he thought it was a prank on me gone."

"Ah... my son is so cute..." I suddenly felt something was wrong in the middle of speaking, "Wait, why did you think you were playing a prank? Could it be that you laughed at Xiaohui because he believed in Santa Claus, which caused him to think Are these gifts prepared by you to tease him?"

Gojo Satoru: "...Ah, my dear sister, look, it's Huoshaoyun."

Me: "..."Okay, I will lose this brother when the right opportunity comes!

"But why didn't you let him know that it was you who sent it?"

"...I thought Shill would tell him."

"...Where did you fall in love with that rascal?"

"...Don't mention the past again."

"So why don't you leave a letter or something like that? Isn't it common in comics? Prepare the birthday present every year, and leave a letter to tell the child what you expect from him..."

"...I thought I was going to die at the time, so I just wanted to let Xiaohui know that his mother loved him, but I didn't want him to know what kind of person his mother was." Yan Lian calmly expressed his thoughts at the time, "My mother who died early prepares gifts every year, which will make him feel happy. But if he leaves a letter, he can't help but imagine what kind of person I am, if I am alive What will happen, it will make him sad, it's unnecessary."

Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand to rub my hair.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I really felt better—although I'm not used to being touched on the head, but since it's the warm moment my brother wants to create...

"Don't cry." Gojo Satoru leaned over to look at him, "Think about it, your son is already 16 years old."

I was a little speechless: "...your nephew is 16 years old, can you be more mature?"

What a tender moment, how come I have forgotten what kind of person my cheap brother is!

Now that my confusion here has been resolved, I didn't play the game of being close to the hometown, and went directly to the college.

Gojo Satoru first took me to meet the principal of the high school, Yaga Masamichi, and after asking where Xiaohui was now, I didn't hesitate much, and hurried to the place the other party said-the playground.

When I rushed to the playground, I saw a black-haired boy training himself there alone.

It looks like... he is exercising his physical skills?

I didn't bother, just looked at him like this, standing by the side and waiting.

It took a while for the other party to find me, and was obviously taken aback for a moment, then stood there, hesitant.

I saw this and walked up.

"It's you..." Xiaohui showed a slightly surprised expression when she saw me, probably because she was thinking about why the psychic who happened to meet in the supermarket before suddenly appeared in Gaozhuan.

To be honest, he still remembers me, and I am very happy.

Before I came, including when I was just standing on the sidelines, I was still thinking about what I should say.But when I actually saw it face to face, I was a little hesitant.

"I want to talk to you about something...ah, Principal Moth should have told you that someone will come to see you after your teacher said...it's me." I considered my words, "I want to talk to you Let's talk about something...let's talk somewhere else."

He looked a little confused, but he didn't refuse my proposal.Finally, we moved to the lounge area of ​​Gaozhuan and sat down on the bench next to the vending machine to talk.

"First of all..." I looked at him, trying not to show my emotions too obviously, "I want to ask, do you still have any impression of your mother... your biological parents?"

The black-haired boy gave me an inexplicable look, probably wondering why I would ask such a question.

In order to get closer, I was silent for a while and decided to introduce myself: "I'm Mio Asakura, the AM who sends you birthday and Christmas gifts every year."

The other party was taken aback, and his eyes widened in surprise: "It's you..."

"Well..." I smiled and said softly, "I'm going to tell you something next... but I don't know if you will accept it. In short... if you don't want to accept it after you know it, it doesn't matter. I just came to explain this fact to you."

The way Fu Heihui looked at me changed. After a long silence, he frowned and said, "Are you... know my parents?"

"Uh... Strictly speaking, I know your father." I said in embarrassment. After all, it's hard to say that I am your mother herself.

After I finished speaking, the other party fell into a long silence.

After a long time, he slowly made a sound.

"Could you be...my..." The black-haired boy asked with obvious shock on his face, hesitating and uncertain, "Half-sister?"

"...Hui, I am mother." I said calmly, afraid of being misunderstood again, I deliberately added, "Your biological mother."

And mom plans to put your dad on the fire spirit after she gets back with you.

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