[Comprehensive] Start a family with Fu Heijun in the world of Ke Xue

"This curry smells really good." Oda Sakunosuke looked at the curry in front of him, his eyes became bright.

"We made this together. It's the spicy curry that Odasaku likes." Said Takashi Natsume in a small apron.

"Odasaku, we made an appointment that this week is curry week, and we try to make curry dishes on the recipe every day." Dun Dun said.

"It's the first time I've seen Odasaku's eyes become so bright." Karasuma Nanase couldn't help but said.

Fu Heihui also nodded in agreement, it was the first time he saw such a happy expression while eating curry.

Ryunosuke's fair little face showed a pity expression: "Odasaku, it's a pity you didn't go today.

The white-haired brother's curry dishes are super delicious, and Uncle Shi'er ate his shirt! "

"Eh? Where's Uncle Shi'er?" Little Silver showed a puzzled expression, and only then did everyone notice that Fu Heisher went out at some time.

In the small garden downstairs.

Fu Heisher watered the flowers and said without raising his head, "Hui and the others are upstairs, and the door is not closed."

"I'm not here to look for Hui-kun, I'm here to look for your Uncle Oda." Said Conan, who was wearing glasses.

Rectangular flowerpots are covered in children's drawings, and water drops drip from carefully tended flowers.

Fuheshier glanced at the boy unexpectedly: "At this time, I thought you would yell ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Conan scratched his head, why do everyone like to imitate his "ah la la" recently?

"I want to ask Uncle Oda for a commissioned task. Uncle Mori's words are not suitable." Conan showed a cute smile.

Fuheshier put down the kettle and watched Conan's performance. He remembered the last time this kid played such a joke and fired an anesthetic needle on the sleepy detective.

Detective Oda is so difficult to deal with!

For this man with a beast-like physique and keen intuition, Conan felt a little tricky.

But it doesn't matter, Conan has a trump card.

"It's a tracing request from my mother, I hope Uncle Oda can accept it," Conan said.

"Why are you looking for me?" Fuheshier asked, this little detective's execution ability is very strong.

"Because the person I'm looking for is likely to be involved in unexplainable supernatural events, and you are the only expert I know." Conan said seriously.

"Explanation in advance, killing monsters and monsters, saving evil spirits and exorcising cursed spirits." Fu Heisher paused.

Then he said to the expectant little detective, "I can't do anything."

Conan opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it: "Before that?"

"Although there is no professional training, strong physical methods are still effective." Fuheshier showed his fist that can smash the wall, showing a ferocious smile.

"I don't have those talents, and the reason I can see a lot is only because of my extremely powerful body." Fu Heisher concluded.

The light in Conan's eyes dimmed, what should he do in this situation?

"But let's hear it. After hearing the details, I'm deciding whether to accept the commission." Fuheshier said.

The window on the second floor was opened, and Karasuma Nanase was lying by the window: "Uncle Shier, Conan, what are you talking about, come up!"

Sitting in the living room full of curry fragrance, Conan said what he wanted to entrust: "The person I want to ask Uncle Oda to find is the son of my mother's friend."

"He fainted in front of the tram station last year and was diagnosed with a serious illness. He has been hospitalized since then." Conan said and paused: "But he disappeared three days ago."

"I obtained the surveillance video in the corridor in the name of a detective, but found nothing." Conan said taking a deep breath: "But I learned one thing from the nurse and other patients."

"Before he disappeared, he was playing the pen fairy game." Conan said and took out the photo: "This is the pen fairy equipment that is popular in hospitals."

Karasuma Nanase looked at the photo: "The paper for this summoning game looks so professional."

In addition to the necessary areas for the summoning game, this piece of paper also draws seemingly profound spells and even many Chinese characters.

Fu Heisher frowned: "The birth date of the summoned person, did they fill it in during the soul-calling ceremony?"

"Because the game became popular in the inpatient department of a large hospital, it is not ruled out that someone will get a real birthday horoscope for a high-quality pen fairy game." Karasuma Nanase said with her face in her hands.

Natsume Takashi frowned when he heard the words, he heard Grandpa Hakozaki said that if the real birthday horoscope is used, it is easy to have trouble.

"Do you have a photo of him?" Fuheshier asked, "Whether the summoned spirit is kind or vicious depends on the guy's luck. Now we can only find him as soon as possible."

Conan raised his phone: "Yes, this is his latest photo."

In the photo, the slightly thin boy has an indistinguishable delicate face, with dark blue curly hair hanging by his ears. The boy does not look at the camera but looks down at the book in his hand.

The sunlight hit his face full of superiority, and sitting there gave people a sense of nobility.

Fu Heihui's eyes widened in surprise: "Wait, I've seen her!"

After noticing that everyone's eyes were on him, Fu Heihui said, "I saw him in Yuanyue."

Fu Heihui paused for a moment, showing a hesitant expression: "But he was wearing JK at the time."

"Yuanyue, what's that place?" Conan asked eagerly.

"[Muffling] The cradle of the master of medicine, I don't recommend Conan, you get close to it." Karasuma Nanase said.

Conan simply took out the check: "Detective Oda, do you want to accept this commission?"

If life could be repeated, Yukimura Seiichi would definitely not participate in some strange pen fairy games just because the children said there was not enough manpower.

To ask is to regret, very sorry.

No one would have imagined that the pen fairy game could really attract spirits, and even forced him to come here like a bandit.

There was no expression on the girl's face, her slender eyelashes were flickering, and the classmate who was watching him carefully held her breath subconsciously.

"Student Shizi, are you in a bad mood?" the girl at the side asked cautiously.

"I'm just thinking about what to cook in class." Yukimura Seichi said, stroking the hem of his skirt lightly.

"If it's Shizi, the cooking must be great." The students on the side echoed.

Yukimura Seiichi sighed in his heart, because he didn't win honorably.

"Let's make custard pie in a while!" The girl standing next to Yukimura Seichi said excitedly: "I went to the classroom secretly, and the ingredients have been locked!"

The reason why the girl dared to be so arrogant was because only Yukimura Seichi could see and hear her.

"Please, as long as I pass the assessment of the junior high school and enter the advanced department, I can become a Buddha with peace of mind." The girl said seriously with her hands clasped together.

Yukimura Seichi could see that the girl was obsessed with cooking, just like he was with tennis.

"No, I have to work harder." The girl said with a worried expression: "There are too many opponents, and I am a little worried."

The girl kept talking, Yukimura Seiichi nodded lightly from time to time to show that he was listening, and looked at the blackboard seriously.

When he goes back, he will also make up the homework for the past few days.

Studying and tennis, he has to work hard not to be left behind.

"Are you going to the cooking seminar after school today?" Yukimura Seichi asked.

"Let's rent a new cooking classroom. I need to practice more in French cuisine." The girl said.

In the empty corridor, Yukimura Seiichi stopped and looked at the nervous girl who was spinning around: "Don't worry, victory belongs to us."

This domineering yet natural posture of a strong man stabilized Shizi's heart, and her heart skipped a beat.

Seiichi Yukimura is indeed the domineering minister who led Rikkai to victory!

Shizi's heart was half relieved: "Then let's start today's cooking!"

What Yukimura Seichi, who was cutting the burdock shreds, did not expect was that a gangster with a bad face appeared at the door.

"Are you Ichiko Sannomiya? I heard that you have a very good knife." The man in the leather jacket had undisguised malice on his face.

Yukimura Seiichi ignored this guy and continued with his actions.

He knew that the knife this guy was talking about was a legendary kitchen utensil that had been handed down by the Sannomiya family for a hundred years.

"Are you scared? Did you run away from school a while ago because you were scared?"

"Haha, such good kitchen utensils are used by a failed chef like you who has no hope of going to school or even high school. It's a waste of money." The gangster continued to output attacks.

"You bastard! I didn't run away!" Sannomiya trembled angrily. If she could, she really wanted to KO this guy with a punch.

Yukimura Seichi also stopped what he was doing, and he interrupted the more hurtful words that the gangster was about to say: "Do you want to have a battle of eating halberds?"

The gangster froze for a moment: "Yes, do you dare?"

"I bet the kitchen utensils of the Sannomiya family, what about you?" Yukimura Seichi asked.

The gangster suddenly felt a little regretful, because no one told him that this beautiful girl was so powerful before he came, and when he was stared at by those purple eyes, the gangster felt like he wanted to run away.

"I, then I'll be your little brother, and I'll be on call 24 hours a day for plowing and watering materials." The gangster said.

"Don't agree to this bastard, he just wants to be greedy for you, you know?" Sangong Shizi said with teeth and claws.

The Oda family drove into the Yuanyue campus again and found that many students were walking between the moon and the sky.

Fu Heisher recalled the scene in the morning and couldn't help complaining: "Is the halberd competition a daily activity for the students here?"

The jade dog that was released barked a few times in the direction of the dome, signaling that Seiichi Yukimura was inside.

"He's in there, but it seems that it can accommodate thousands of students here, and it seems that we have to find it slowly." Fu Heisher said as he walked in.

But when everyone went in, they found that this was not the case at all.

Because the person they are looking for is on the competition stage, listening to A Piao's out-of-competition guidance on the side.

Fu Heisher wisely didn't bring Ryunosuke this time, and he was relieved to avoid the possibility of his shirt being blown up.

At this moment, the cooking competition has entered the final stage, Yukimura Seichi brought the dishes to the judges.

"Please taste it," Yukimura Seichi said.

This dish is a dish that Ichiko Sannomiya is still working on day and night even after his death.

This food directed by her contains her love for cooking.

"This beautiful and wonderful taste is really an unparalleled enjoyment." Examiner A said.

Nakiri Senzaemon, who is the head coach of Totsuki Academy, also picked up the spoon. After feeling the fairyland-like sweetness on the tip of his tongue, the white-haired and long-bearded grandfather showed a happy expression.

Looking at the examiner, who seemed to be about to become a feather in the next second, with a happy Buddha's light on his face after tasting the food, the outcome of this round was already obvious.

Karasuma Nanase looked shocked at the loincloth that someone had dropped to the ground after the inspector left.

She couldn't contain her curiosity, how delicious is this dish?

"Yukimura, I finally found you." After the crowd subsided, Conan rushed up and said.

Yukimura Seiichi was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to meet acquaintances while wearing women's clothes.

Wait, this kid looks like Kudo Shinichi from ten years ago.

Just when Yukimura Seiichi was about to ask something, excited screams came and went.

He couldn't help but looked up, and found a muscular young man with naked torso standing in the crowd.

The spotlight of the game venue hits his perfect muscles, giving a glimpse of the wild animal-like wildness.

The spicy food made his skin ooze with crystal liquid, making this man look glistening and alluring.

Ichiko Sannomiya, who was closest to her, made a clear swallowing sound.

Ichiko Sannomiya suddenly regretted it, she didn't want to become a Buddha, she had never seen so many wonderful existences before.

Just when Shiko Sannomiya wanted to walk over like no one else was there to feel whether the proud existence of that dimension was soft or hard, the black-haired young man who put on clothes suddenly looked at her.

The pair of dark green eyes looked at her: "This young lady with a yellow face, do you want a physical supernatural power?"

"Can I choose my own way?" Shiko Sannomiya asked boldly.

It wouldn't be bad if she could be reincarnated directly, and she wouldn't have to worry about being summoned by the children in the name of pen fairy games.

In the chaos, Nakiri Senzaemon walked towards Yukimura Seiichi.

He had known for a long time that this child was an impostor, but Yuanyue could recruit a child with such a promising future: "Son, do you want to join our school?"

Yukimura Seichi shook his head: "Today's cooking does not belong to me, but the work of Ms. Sannomiya Ichiko."

Compared with the magical cooking competition, Yukimura Seiichi loves the unpretentious tennis game more.