I also want to change guardians today.

On the first day of Nanshonan Primary School, Wujo Gojo and Xia Youjie skipped class and drove Nioh Masaharu to enroll.

Nanako and Mimiko sat beside Masaharu Nioh, looking out the window tentatively, but when someone looked in, they leaned back suddenly, like frightened little animals.

Nioh Masaharu thought for a while, and raised the car window.

He looked sideways at the two sisters, and casually stretched out his hands to hold Nanako's head and rub it.

Nanako let out a short scream.

"King Masaharu!"

"What an impolite brat." As the culprit of sister Hoho's hairstyle, Nioh Masaharu muttered softly, "Should I ask my brother to know?"

Nanako retorted sharply, "I don't have a brother who messes up my hairstyle, don't you know how important a girl's hairstyle is?"

Masaharu Nioh blinked his eyes. Even though he was still young, he was already a handsome boy who could cause little girls to scream.

He said very confidently: "Isn't this just looking at the face?"

Nioh Masaharu said that when he went out, many cute little sisters called him little brother.

However, this had no effect on Nanako Mimiko who was already used to his face.

Mimiko retorted precisely, at times like this, she was always on the same front as Nanako.

"Even if you look at the face, the best-looking one is Mrs. Xia You. You are not good-looking at all!"

I don't know if it's because of Gojo Satoru, Nioh Masaharu, who started to care about his appearance gradually, wrinkled his little nose, looking extremely unhappy.

"Although I agree that Jie is the most handsome, if you say that I am not handsome, it is because your aesthetics are broken, right?"

In order to be able to get rid of the auxiliary supervision who is always by his side, and also because there are many children in the family, and the car is too crowded, Gojo Satoru spent almost the least amount of time on a driver's license test.

As far as he's concerned, anyone has a chance of being pushed out of a car and into another one, but the driver is forever.

So when Gojo Satoru, who had been a free driver for a while, heard the kids in the back seat discussing who was handsome, he turned his head to look at them rather quickly.

"If you want to say which one is the most handsome, of course it is my uncle!"

Several children turned their heads in disgust.

Xia Youjie, who was sitting in the co-pilot, had no choice but to pat Wu Maomao's shoulders familiarly to comfort him.

The cats at home are really irritable. If they don't coax them quickly at this time, I'm afraid they won't be able to sign up in time.

In the end, Nanako Mimiko and Gojo Satoru stayed in the car, and Xia Youjie took Nioh Masaharu to sign up.

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide at the thought that he was going to be left behind, and even the sunglasses couldn't stop the shock in his eyes.

"Why should I stay here? Can't I go with you?"

Xia Youjie pressed his eyebrows with a headache.

"You can't leave Nanako Mimiko in the car, they are still young."

Wujo Wuli said confidently: "Then let Xiao Masaharu sign up by himself, anyway, I don't want to be separated from Jie."

Xia Youjie became more and more speechless: "Xiao Yazhi is also very young, so don't make trouble for no reason."

In Xia Youjie's eyes, as a genuine parent, it was perfect for him to bring Nioh Masaharu to sign up.

As for Gojo Satoru, as his boyfriend, what does it matter if he looks at the sister Nanako Mimiko who is a bit of social terror in the car?

However, Gojo Satoru didn't intend to listen to him.

"Xiao Masaharu is six years old." Gojo Satoru said accusingly, "Tsu Miki and Keiko can live alone, why can't he sign up alone?"

"What the hell is Hui Huizi?" Xia Youjie's face was full of black lines, but when he mentioned the Fuhei siblings, he also became angry, "How many times have I told you to bring those two siblings back? Little, how can we let them live outside alone?"

After realizing how Wujo Wu raised children, Xia Youjie had to restrain his urge to fight Wujo Wu every time he saw him.

Is it really okay to raise children like this?

Gojo Satoru felt aggrieved.

"Isn't this what Keiko and the others asked for?"

But he also knew that if he talked about this topic with Xia Youjie again, he would inevitably get beaten up afterwards.

So he quickly looked at Nioh Masaharu, his ice blue eyes were still quite sharp through the sunglasses.

"Xiao Masaharu, you can sign up by yourself, right?"

However, Nioh Masaharu was not afraid of the threat of Gojo Gojo, and complained in his heart that Gojo Gojo would threaten children even when he was an adult, but Nioh Masaharu smiled provocatively on his face.

"Pfft, I don't want it."

Xia Youjie held down Gojo Satoru who was blowing his hair, and waved to Nioh Masaharu with a tired face, gesturing for people to get out of the car and sign up.

Nioh Masaharu opened the door and got out of the car slowly, and made a face at Gojo Satoru as he passed the driver's seat.

It's like a victorious general showing off in front of the defeated with his merits and medals.

And Gojo Satoru also showed an irritated expression unexpectedly.

However, before getting out of the car, Xia Youjie helped him fasten the seat belt that he had just torn off.

In the end, he sat in the driver's seat angrily, and turned his head the next moment to try to destroy the relationship between his adopted son and daughter.

"Don't you care that Jie abandons you and leaves?"

Nanako Mimiko glanced at each other and said in unison: "Master Xia You will be back soon."

Only a certain Mr. Wutiao is always inseparable from others.

Wujo Wujo was unhappy, but no one cared when he was sulking at this time.

So angry, I want to leave these two stinky brats behind.

As if seeing what he was thinking, Nanako said calmly, "If you run away, we will file a complaint later."

Gojo Satoru slammed his head against the steering wheel, making a harsh beeping sound.

He ignored a group of passers-by outside the car who were startled by the sudden honking and cursed, and muttered: "In this world without Jie, what's the point of living?"

The two adopted daughters in the backseat ignored the silly father's regular outbursts and played rope on their own.

Ever since Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie got together, his level of strength had reached the point where he could perfectly cast off the curse even if he was alone.

This also caused him to not be able to stay with Xia Youjie every time he was on a mission.

As a result, the adopted sons and daughters of Wuxia's family often saw Wutiao Wu making a fuss because he couldn't stay with Xia Youjie.

Make a fuss, make a fuss, just get used to it.

Nioh Masaharu and Xia Youjie, who had already got out of the car to sign up, ran into Yukimura Seichi and his son who also came to sign up.

The time for registration was only two days, and the two children had a good time, so it was perfectly normal to make an appointment to register together.

Thinking of how Nioh Masaharu dragged them to sign up at this time today, Xia Youjie also felt a little funny.

He reached out and poked Nioh Masaharu's forehead, and asked softly: "Since you have made an appointment to sign up together, what about Sanada-kun?"

Masaharu Nioh, who only had an appointment with Seiichi Yukimura and not Genichiro Sanada, blinked his eyes and said with a rather innocent expression: "I don't know, maybe it's because I came late."

Sanada Genichiro, who was about to go out, sneezed violently, completely unexpected that the two friends had already gathered offline at this time, and they didn't take him with them at all.

How pitiful, Sanada-kun.

Because they had already gathered, the two families got together and walked to the registration office.

Xia Youjie and Yukimura's father greeted each other, and chatted with him about parenting lessons from time to time, and got along very happily.

In the distance, Gojo Satoru didn't know he was looking at this side from the telescope he brought, seeing Xia Youjie talking and laughing with others, the next moment the toy telescope in his hand fell apart.

Sister Nanako Mimiko, who was playing with rope in the back seat, cast a glance at him.

Oh, a certain vinegar jar has turned over again.