Has wtw entered the necropolis?

Half a month later

Standing in front of the mirror, Fuguminami raised her head slightly to reveal her fair and smooth neck, but there was a particularly ugly scar on it, which ruined the overall beauty.

Slender fingers gently stroked the scar.

She didn't have any feelings about this, after all, as a magician, there would always be some indelible scars on his body.

"—how is your scar?"

Suddenly, Fuhesher's voice sounded behind him.

Fuhe Nami turned around and looked over, and saw him leaning against the door with his arms in his arms, and his cold eyes were falling on the scar on her neck.

"Hmm—the scars left by super-grade spells probably won't go away." Fukunami cleared her voice and continued, "There are no sequelae."

The wound almost destroyed her throat at first, but fortunately Gojo Satoru reacted in time.

Fu Heisher stepped forward, raised her chin with a big hand, and leaned closer to observe the scar carefully. His brows were frowned and knotted, and he said in a deep voice: "Well, this can't be erased, next time you use concealer to cover it up." Stay."

Although being a conjurer cannot avoid being injured, when the injury really fell on his own daughter, Fu Heisher still felt distressed.

"Father, think of a way—"

Fukunami blinked her eyes, tilted her head and asked in doubt, "Dad, is there a way to get rid of this scar?"

She also tried using spells, but the effect didn't seem to be very good.

"En." Fu Heisher replied, putting his big hand on her head gently: "Come out and have breakfast."

Fuguro Nami exhausted himself too much this time, so he simply took a three-month long vacation to recuperate. If it had been placed before, the upper management probably would not have allowed it. Unfortunately, all the high-level executives this time are their own people.

After Noctua Zhengdao learned about this, she immediately approved her vacation.

The conjurer is only on vacation for three months, but that doesn't mean the world will perish.

Nami Fukuno came out following behind the old father, and said casually, "Where is that guy Wu? I haven't seen it for half a month—"

Before she could finish her sentence, she stopped abruptly when she saw the man coming out of the kitchen.

Yarui Nitro, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his hand: "Hi! Nami, good afternoon."

Fu Heisher's face darkened: "They came here specially to see you."

He didn't intend to let that guy Gojo Satoru step into the house, but who knew that guy had a thick skin, and in the end Fu Heisher was defeated and had to let him in.

Of course, it's just 'coming in'.

Nami Fuguro said hello to Yairi Glass, and then walked into the kitchen to take a look. Sure enough, he saw Xia Youjie who was preparing lunch in an apron, and Gojo Satoru who was hiding in the kitchen and eating secretly.

As soon as Gojo Satoru picked up Xijiufu and put it in his mouth, he caught a glimpse of the girl by the door out of the corner of his eye, and quickly handed over the newly opened Xijiufu in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to eat?"

She looked down at Xi Jiufu's box, and raised her brows: "Isn't this——" Wasn't it Xi Jiufu that her brother went to buy on purpose?

Gojo Satoru blinked his eyes. Today he wore a black casual suit with trousers, and replaced the eye mask with sunglasses. When he bent down a little, the loose collar would reveal his delicate collarbone.

He leaned forward and directly stuffed the uneaten Kikufu into Fukunami's mouth.

"Well, I'm trying this brand of Xijiufu for Hui."

After a pause, he commented: "The taste is acceptable, but the taste is not great."

Nami Fugumin swallowed the Kikufuku in his mouth, frowned slightly, nodded sympathetically, and complained by the way: "However, this is not for you to eat."

Gojo Satoru looked at her aggrieved for an instant, and just when he was about to say something more, a gloomy look fell on him.

Looking up slightly, Gojo Satoru met Fu Heisher's cold eyes.

"........."

Feeling bad.

Gojo Satoru immediately pushed Fuguro Nami out reflexively, and said, "Okay, you guys go out first."

"Jay and I will make this lunch."

Fukunami: "??"

Xia Youjie stopped chopping vegetables, turned to look at his best friend, and did not directly expose this guy for the sake of this point.

It was impossible to help, Gojo Satoru would just stand by and watch.

After being pushed out of the kitchen, Fuhei Nami looked at the dark-faced Fuheisher, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "Dad, maybe you don't have to worry so much?"

Hearing this, Fu Heisher sneered: "I just don't like that guy Gojo Wu—"

This kind of dislike is only for those men who want to pursue their own daughters.

His daughter is still so young, even if she wants to get married, it will be ten years later!If he doesn't want to get married, then his assets are enough to support her for a lifetime.

Fuguro Nami walked out of the living room helplessly, sat down next to Yariko, took the snacks in her hand, and asked casually, "How are you doing there recently?"

In order for her to have a good rest, neither Fuheshier nor anyone else told her about the magic world.

"It's pretty good." Jiajin Glass took a sip of the canned juice on the table, and smiled while holding his chin: "I quite like this change—"

In this big change in the magic world, although the magicians still have to perform their duties, there are some subtle changes in it.

It's as if everyone has relaxed.

Fuguro Nami took a bite of snacks, and after a few seconds of silence, he said: "Probably because I just escaped from the oppressive state."

However, this sense of relief will not last long, after all, there are not many magicians, but the number of magicians is several times that of magicians.

So understaffing is a big problem.

"The magic world needs fresh blood—"

Jia Ruozi looked at her, reached out and grabbed a handful of snacks: "Are you going to recruit students?"

This kind of thing is usually done by Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie, especially when they see children with magic power, they will not let them go.

Of course, they don't force each other.

Children have the right to choose. If they don't want to step into this bloody and dangerous world, the magicians will support them.

"No—" Fukunami shook her head, "You know my patience is limited."

So when her patience was about to run out, she would probably throw the spell directly and let the other party follow her.A long time ago, I was called to the principal's office for most of the day because of this incident.

Nami Fukuno: "..."

Most afraid of the thoughts from Principal Noctua Moth.

Jia Ruozi shrugged: "Indeed——"

"You are not suitable to be a teacher."

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the house opened with a bang, revealing three first-year students standing outside the door.

Fu Heihui and his two good friends.

The two people on the sofa immediately raised their hands and greeted them: "Hi."

Knotaba Yuhito and Nagizaki Ye Qiangwei immediately greeted them: "Good day, Mr. Fuguro, Ms. Iyari."

"Are you here for lunch?" Fukunami stuffed the snacks into the house, stood up and was about to walk towards the kitchen, and asked, "Jie, is there enough lunch today?"

"what happened?"

Xia Youjie, who was wearing an apron, was still holding a spatula in his hand. He came out of the kitchen and saw the three students standing in the living room with raised eyebrows.

"Are there two more people?"

Knotaba Yuhito and Nagasaki Wild Rose: "!"

It's not the first time I've seen it, but no matter how many times I see it, it's still shocking.

If he hadn't seen the other party's crazy criticism, Xia Youjie would have had the illusion of a male mother.

The two of them only dared to sigh secretly in their hearts, fearing that they would be recorded in the notebook by Xia You's instructor.

Xia Youjie glanced at the expressions of the students, and the smile deepened on the corner of his mouth: "Then I will give you the share of Wujo—" Before he could finish his sentence, Wujo Wu behind him started to shout.

"Jay, what's the matter with you?"

Gojo Satoru leaned out from behind him, put his big hand on the former's shoulder, and raised his eyebrows: "Isn't there still a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator?"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly frowned again, and changed the topic: "Forget it, you are responsible for cooking their portion, and I will handle mine."

It's rare to have free time today, so let's take the opportunity to make a copy for Fukuro Nami.

Although Gojo Satoru doesn't know how to cook, his cooking skills are not bad.

It should be said that apart from his personality, this man is a near-perfect man, and things like cooking can't trouble him at all.

At noon, lunch was finally cooked.

Since someone from the family would come to have a meal, Fukura Nami deliberately changed to a long table, which could accommodate nearly ten people.

Fuheshier glanced at his lunch, then looked at his daughter's steak opposite, and shifted his gaze to the direction of Gojo Satoru, who also had steak for lunch.

Fuhesher: "..."

Is it because these people are superfluous, and you have to set up candles and pour two glasses of red wine for them before leaving?

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became delicate, and no one spoke for a while.

Just when he was about to pick up the knife and fork, Fuguminami noticed that the people at the table were extremely quiet, and asked in confusion, "Why don't you start?"

Gojo Satoru immediately took over the topic: "Yes, let's start."

"Nami, try my medium rare steak."

Just when Fuguro Nami was about to cut the steak into pieces, a plate of steak that had already been cut suddenly appeared in her sight. She looked up in surprise, and saw Gojo Satoru exchanged the steak with her.

"Thank you."

She ate a mouthful of steak, and suddenly she was pleasantly surprised: "Well, I like it very much."

Gojo Satoru was instantly satisfied.

Fu Heisher stared at the pig who was trying to take away his Chinese cabbage, and he suddenly remembered that the position of principal of the High School of Magic was still vacant for the time being.

Perhaps, he should recommend himself.

After he becomes the principal, he will definitely assign a lot of teaching tasks to this guy, so that Gojo Gojo will be busy scoring/body/no skills!

Gojo Satoru suddenly sneezed, rubbed his nose and said, "Someone seems to be thinking about me—"

Hearing this, Fu Heisher ate lunch in silence.

The meal was not to his liking.

The three first graders didn't dare to say a word at all, they huddled on the edge of the table and finished their lunch silently.

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