Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer
Chapter 69
One day in mid-October, the first-year students of the Tokyo Magic College were sitting in the school cafeteria and eating breakfast.
"Kagizaki, what kind of magazine is that?" Katsuobu Yuhito couldn't help asking as he looked at Nagasaki Wild Rose while eating.
Nagasaki Yarose moved down the magazine in her hand, revealing her whole face, swallowed the food she was chewing, and replied: "The latest issue of "Fashion Weekly."
Yoshino Junpei: "Ah, mom is reading that magazine."
Knotabagi Yuhito: "Oh, maybe it's quite famous?"
"It's more than that," Nagasaki Ye Qianwei swallowed a mouthful of food, and said, "This is obviously a fashion collection that any woman in the city will read!"
Fu Heihui was expressionless: "Seniors in the Zen Academy probably won't read it."
Knotabagi Yuhito blinked: "Sorry, I don't quite understand, is this interesting?"
Nagasaki Ye Qianwei flipped through the magazine: "It's not bad, the main reason is to keep up with the trend of the times by reading this, and I think it's quite interesting after a long time."
She flipped through the pages, and suddenly saw a black-haired man she had never seen before: "Ah, so it seems that there is a male model that I have never seen before in this issue, is it a newcomer?"
Fu Heihui, who was sitting next to Nagasaki Wild Rose, glanced at the magazine in her hand intentionally or unintentionally, but with just one glance, the sandwich in Fu Heihui's hand fell directly on the table.
The black-haired man on the magazine page has the same emerald eyes as him, the bulging and smooth muscle lines and the eye-catching scar at the corner of the mouth all mean one thing.
This man is his scumbag father.
His scumbag father who abandoned him to die ten years ago and sold him to the family of the Buddhist monastery.
Fu Heihui was stunned.
It was probably because Fu Heihui's reaction was too violent, and he didn't slow down for a while. Others a year ago wondered if he was suddenly bewitched. After all, it was the first time they saw Fu Hei Kei looked so shocked.
Nagasaki Wild Rose: "Hey, Fuhei has recovered!"
Knotweed Yujin: "Fu Hei, what are you doing, the sandwich fell!"
Yoshino Junpei: "Hey, Fukuro-san, what's wrong with you?!"
……
And the various voices of other people failed to pull him out of the shock. Didn't his father, Fuhesher, die ten years ago?
Seeing that Fu Heihui was completely unmoved and still immersed in her own world, Nagasaki Wild Rose quickly rolled up the magazine and slammed it hard on Fu Heihui's head: "Fu Hei, tell me something Talk!!"
Fu Heihui: "...Thank you, I'm awake."
... Is there really such a horror story about the resurrection of the dead in the world?
So, is the newcomer model Nagasaki Wild Rose just mentioned referring to Fu Hesher?
It can't be people who look exactly the same.
Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and he doesn't have a picture of Fu Heisher. Fu Heihui may not remember what he looks like, but he can recognize it immediately after seeing him. The most obvious sign is It's the scar on the corner of the mouth.
Kei Fukuro pointed to the magazine that was rolled up by Nagasaki Wild Rose, and asked, "Kagizaki, is there any name of this newcomer written in that magazine?"
Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei did not expect that Fu Heihui would ask some questions in this regard, which obviously did not conform to Fu Heihui's own style of painting, and immediately felt that something was wrong: "Why, do you know?"
Fu Heihui nodded: "Probably."
"Hey, why is it probably... Fu Hei, if you know the big star in the future, you can take me to meet and ask for an autograph..."
Nagasaki Wild Rose muttered to herself, but she still searched the magazine to see if there was a model's name written on it.
"Ah, it seems to be. It says "Touji". There are no Chinese characters or surnames. Is it your acquaintance? "
"Touji" is the Japanese pronunciation of Shier. There is no such thing as a coincidence in the world. They look exactly the same, have the same scar at the corner of their mouth, and even the pronunciation of the name is the same.
Sure, he's really Fuhesher.
Fu Heihui didn't know much about Fu Heisher, only that he was a member of the Zenyuan family, but he ran away from home and became a conjurer, and died after selling him to the Zenyuan family ten years ago.
To be honest, Fu Heihui's memory of her father, Fu Heisher, is very shallow, probably because she was young at the time and didn't remember anything, although it may also be because the scumbag father was irresponsible and had never met him a few times at all. .
When he was a child, Fu Heihui only remembered that Fu Heisher was tall and strong, with a very obvious scar on the corner of his lips. Every time he came to him, he would be carried back by the collar like a chicken.
Although it is only a vague memory and few features, Fu Heihui also knows that there is nothing wrong.
Fu Hei Hui said with a straight face, "He should... be my father."
-
The timeline went back to the evening a week ago. After eating Okonomiyaki at Gojo Satoru's house, Fuheshier slowly walked back from the suburbs to the Bunkyo district where his apartment was located.
He was lying on the tatami on the ground, swiping his phone, and received a message from Maqima: [Shi Er remembers looking for a job. ]
He replied with an [OK] in the past, perfunctory, put down his phone and fell asleep.
The next day, Fuheshier was woken up by the vibration of his mobile phone.
Fu Heisher, who had been active as a magician killer for many years, had already developed the habit of light sleep. Basically, he would wake up as soon as there was any movement, and this time was no exception.
Turning on the phone, it turned out to be Maqima's message.
[Machima: Do Shill have any ideas for a new job?What kind of job would you like to try if you weren't a conjurer? ]
[V Hesher: ...]
[V Heisher: You got up really early. ]
He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was clearly only six or seven o'clock, and he was woken up by the other party. If he asked him to go to sleep again, he probably wouldn't be able to fall asleep.
[Fu Heisher: I haven't considered what kind of job, I may continue to be a magician killer. ]
Although the remuneration is not too high now that prices are rising rapidly, and he doesn't particularly want to do it, but there is no way, he only has this skill.
[Machima: I think this era is much more peaceful than it was ten years ago, after all, it will not be a stable income. ]
In fact, this is indeed the case. Fu Heisher has long discovered that the world killer ten years later will not be a good job, and there are relatively few rewards and the like.
Fuhesher scratched his hair a little irritably.
Or he'll just be a badass.
After all, in addition to his skills, he also has a face that is very useful.
Fu Heisher thought about it before and after, and finally replied: [I will try various jobs, so don't worry about Maqima. ]
Although he really wanted to spend the whole day at home swiping his phone to fight landlords, Fu Heisher was not someone who said he couldn’t do it, and he would do what he promised, including finding a job of course.
Fu Heisher experienced various jobs such as moving bricks, carrying dishes, and washing cars in one day. With the support of his strong body, he didn't feel tired at all, but he obviously worked hard all day, and the day he got The salary is very unimportant.
Wouldn't the money be gone if he played a few big games? ?
Just like dreaming.
Fuheshier walked aimlessly on the streets of Shinjuku, because there are very few places to work in Bunkyo District, he even came to the neighboring Shinjuku District.
Ten years later, the night in Tokyo seems to be more lively than ten years ago. The endless vehicles and interlaced lights reflect a feeling of heavy traffic, and the towering buildings are all lit up.
At some point, Fuheshier suddenly heard a man approach him and say, "Hi, hello, are you interested in being a model?"
This is the so-called scout?It was the first time he met.
Fu Heisher slightly raised his eyebrows: "Not interested."
The man frowned in embarrassment: "Hey, it doesn't matter if you're not interested, it's just this time. It's like this, because the model that was scheduled to shoot suddenly couldn't come due to the schedule, and the figure of the other models can't control those clothes..."
The man who seemed to be a scout and who seemed to be a manager talked a lot, but Fuheshier didn't listen to a word.
Fu Heisher wanted to refuse again: "No, I..."
"The reward is probably..."
The man reported a number.
Fuhesher: "I will do it."
Under the temptation of money, Fu Heisher finally took over the business. I have to say that being a model is actually much easier than a magic killer, and he earns a lot of money.
So a week later, that is, today, Fuheshier was honored to be on the "Fashion Weekly" and successfully entered the vision of most Japanese women.
After Maqima and Gojo Satoru finished explaining the ins and outs of Fuheshier's coming here and the investigation was fruitless, Wujou happily brought Fuheshier to the Conjuration High School and warned him not to appear in Maqima within two meters of the
As for why Gojo Satoru was relieved that Maqima came to the Conjuration Academy again like this, he also thought about it for a long time, and after much deliberation, he still felt that he should not hide her.
Maqima can not be a conjurer, but there is no need to hide her from his sight forever, she is of course free.
If the higher-ups dare to do anything to her this time, then we'll have to wait and see.
The students of the Tokyo Conjuration College stare blankly at the sight of their teacher who has returned from the dead.
In the end, it was Nagasaki Wild Rose who opened the door: "Actually... it's not very surprising, after all, it's the same feeling when you are in the knotweed?"
It's just that after the knotweed swindled the corpse, she could beat him with her hands, but this time the one who swindled the corpse was Teacher Maqima, whom she respected very much, so she couldn't take the same action.
Although I was very moved that she was still alive, there was still a feeling of "almost enough".
And this time, besides Maqima, there was another person who cheated on the corpse.
Fu Heihui's biological father, the new model "Touji" published in "Fashion Weekly", Fu Heisher.
Gojo Satoru pushed Fu Heisher in front of Fu Heihui: "Hey, father and son are reunited, shouldn't Hui be moved a little more? For example, tears like rain?"
Fu Heisher stretched out his hand and slapped Fu Hei Hui's somewhat tangled hair, and raised the corner of his mouth: "To you, we haven't seen each other for a long time, Hui."
Fu Heisher pretended to be very emotional when he met his son, but in fact he was very reluctant in his heart. This was simply the scene of social death.
Damn, how could there be a guy who would act like a good father after selling his son!
Fu Heihui: "I don't want to know anything else, I just want to ask what kind of thinking you have in mind to give me the name 'Hui'?"
Fu Heihui directly asked the question he most wanted to ask his father.
Fu Heisher replied naturally: "Of course it's because... I can't remember the man's name."
Fu Heihui: "..."
It doesn't matter if this father doesn't want it!
"Kagizaki, what kind of magazine is that?" Katsuobu Yuhito couldn't help asking as he looked at Nagasaki Wild Rose while eating.
Nagasaki Yarose moved down the magazine in her hand, revealing her whole face, swallowed the food she was chewing, and replied: "The latest issue of "Fashion Weekly."
Yoshino Junpei: "Ah, mom is reading that magazine."
Knotabagi Yuhito: "Oh, maybe it's quite famous?"
"It's more than that," Nagasaki Ye Qianwei swallowed a mouthful of food, and said, "This is obviously a fashion collection that any woman in the city will read!"
Fu Heihui was expressionless: "Seniors in the Zen Academy probably won't read it."
Knotabagi Yuhito blinked: "Sorry, I don't quite understand, is this interesting?"
Nagasaki Ye Qianwei flipped through the magazine: "It's not bad, the main reason is to keep up with the trend of the times by reading this, and I think it's quite interesting after a long time."
She flipped through the pages, and suddenly saw a black-haired man she had never seen before: "Ah, so it seems that there is a male model that I have never seen before in this issue, is it a newcomer?"
Fu Heihui, who was sitting next to Nagasaki Wild Rose, glanced at the magazine in her hand intentionally or unintentionally, but with just one glance, the sandwich in Fu Heihui's hand fell directly on the table.
The black-haired man on the magazine page has the same emerald eyes as him, the bulging and smooth muscle lines and the eye-catching scar at the corner of the mouth all mean one thing.
This man is his scumbag father.
His scumbag father who abandoned him to die ten years ago and sold him to the family of the Buddhist monastery.
Fu Heihui was stunned.
It was probably because Fu Heihui's reaction was too violent, and he didn't slow down for a while. Others a year ago wondered if he was suddenly bewitched. After all, it was the first time they saw Fu Hei Kei looked so shocked.
Nagasaki Wild Rose: "Hey, Fuhei has recovered!"
Knotweed Yujin: "Fu Hei, what are you doing, the sandwich fell!"
Yoshino Junpei: "Hey, Fukuro-san, what's wrong with you?!"
……
And the various voices of other people failed to pull him out of the shock. Didn't his father, Fuhesher, die ten years ago?
Seeing that Fu Heihui was completely unmoved and still immersed in her own world, Nagasaki Wild Rose quickly rolled up the magazine and slammed it hard on Fu Heihui's head: "Fu Hei, tell me something Talk!!"
Fu Heihui: "...Thank you, I'm awake."
... Is there really such a horror story about the resurrection of the dead in the world?
So, is the newcomer model Nagasaki Wild Rose just mentioned referring to Fu Hesher?
It can't be people who look exactly the same.
Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and he doesn't have a picture of Fu Heisher. Fu Heihui may not remember what he looks like, but he can recognize it immediately after seeing him. The most obvious sign is It's the scar on the corner of the mouth.
Kei Fukuro pointed to the magazine that was rolled up by Nagasaki Wild Rose, and asked, "Kagizaki, is there any name of this newcomer written in that magazine?"
Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei did not expect that Fu Heihui would ask some questions in this regard, which obviously did not conform to Fu Heihui's own style of painting, and immediately felt that something was wrong: "Why, do you know?"
Fu Heihui nodded: "Probably."
"Hey, why is it probably... Fu Hei, if you know the big star in the future, you can take me to meet and ask for an autograph..."
Nagasaki Wild Rose muttered to herself, but she still searched the magazine to see if there was a model's name written on it.
"Ah, it seems to be. It says "Touji". There are no Chinese characters or surnames. Is it your acquaintance? "
"Touji" is the Japanese pronunciation of Shier. There is no such thing as a coincidence in the world. They look exactly the same, have the same scar at the corner of their mouth, and even the pronunciation of the name is the same.
Sure, he's really Fuhesher.
Fu Heihui didn't know much about Fu Heisher, only that he was a member of the Zenyuan family, but he ran away from home and became a conjurer, and died after selling him to the Zenyuan family ten years ago.
To be honest, Fu Heihui's memory of her father, Fu Heisher, is very shallow, probably because she was young at the time and didn't remember anything, although it may also be because the scumbag father was irresponsible and had never met him a few times at all. .
When he was a child, Fu Heihui only remembered that Fu Heisher was tall and strong, with a very obvious scar on the corner of his lips. Every time he came to him, he would be carried back by the collar like a chicken.
Although it is only a vague memory and few features, Fu Heihui also knows that there is nothing wrong.
Fu Hei Hui said with a straight face, "He should... be my father."
-
The timeline went back to the evening a week ago. After eating Okonomiyaki at Gojo Satoru's house, Fuheshier slowly walked back from the suburbs to the Bunkyo district where his apartment was located.
He was lying on the tatami on the ground, swiping his phone, and received a message from Maqima: [Shi Er remembers looking for a job. ]
He replied with an [OK] in the past, perfunctory, put down his phone and fell asleep.
The next day, Fuheshier was woken up by the vibration of his mobile phone.
Fu Heisher, who had been active as a magician killer for many years, had already developed the habit of light sleep. Basically, he would wake up as soon as there was any movement, and this time was no exception.
Turning on the phone, it turned out to be Maqima's message.
[Machima: Do Shill have any ideas for a new job?What kind of job would you like to try if you weren't a conjurer? ]
[V Hesher: ...]
[V Heisher: You got up really early. ]
He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was clearly only six or seven o'clock, and he was woken up by the other party. If he asked him to go to sleep again, he probably wouldn't be able to fall asleep.
[Fu Heisher: I haven't considered what kind of job, I may continue to be a magician killer. ]
Although the remuneration is not too high now that prices are rising rapidly, and he doesn't particularly want to do it, but there is no way, he only has this skill.
[Machima: I think this era is much more peaceful than it was ten years ago, after all, it will not be a stable income. ]
In fact, this is indeed the case. Fu Heisher has long discovered that the world killer ten years later will not be a good job, and there are relatively few rewards and the like.
Fuhesher scratched his hair a little irritably.
Or he'll just be a badass.
After all, in addition to his skills, he also has a face that is very useful.
Fu Heisher thought about it before and after, and finally replied: [I will try various jobs, so don't worry about Maqima. ]
Although he really wanted to spend the whole day at home swiping his phone to fight landlords, Fu Heisher was not someone who said he couldn’t do it, and he would do what he promised, including finding a job of course.
Fu Heisher experienced various jobs such as moving bricks, carrying dishes, and washing cars in one day. With the support of his strong body, he didn't feel tired at all, but he obviously worked hard all day, and the day he got The salary is very unimportant.
Wouldn't the money be gone if he played a few big games? ?
Just like dreaming.
Fuheshier walked aimlessly on the streets of Shinjuku, because there are very few places to work in Bunkyo District, he even came to the neighboring Shinjuku District.
Ten years later, the night in Tokyo seems to be more lively than ten years ago. The endless vehicles and interlaced lights reflect a feeling of heavy traffic, and the towering buildings are all lit up.
At some point, Fuheshier suddenly heard a man approach him and say, "Hi, hello, are you interested in being a model?"
This is the so-called scout?It was the first time he met.
Fu Heisher slightly raised his eyebrows: "Not interested."
The man frowned in embarrassment: "Hey, it doesn't matter if you're not interested, it's just this time. It's like this, because the model that was scheduled to shoot suddenly couldn't come due to the schedule, and the figure of the other models can't control those clothes..."
The man who seemed to be a scout and who seemed to be a manager talked a lot, but Fuheshier didn't listen to a word.
Fu Heisher wanted to refuse again: "No, I..."
"The reward is probably..."
The man reported a number.
Fuhesher: "I will do it."
Under the temptation of money, Fu Heisher finally took over the business. I have to say that being a model is actually much easier than a magic killer, and he earns a lot of money.
So a week later, that is, today, Fuheshier was honored to be on the "Fashion Weekly" and successfully entered the vision of most Japanese women.
After Maqima and Gojo Satoru finished explaining the ins and outs of Fuheshier's coming here and the investigation was fruitless, Wujou happily brought Fuheshier to the Conjuration High School and warned him not to appear in Maqima within two meters of the
As for why Gojo Satoru was relieved that Maqima came to the Conjuration Academy again like this, he also thought about it for a long time, and after much deliberation, he still felt that he should not hide her.
Maqima can not be a conjurer, but there is no need to hide her from his sight forever, she is of course free.
If the higher-ups dare to do anything to her this time, then we'll have to wait and see.
The students of the Tokyo Conjuration College stare blankly at the sight of their teacher who has returned from the dead.
In the end, it was Nagasaki Wild Rose who opened the door: "Actually... it's not very surprising, after all, it's the same feeling when you are in the knotweed?"
It's just that after the knotweed swindled the corpse, she could beat him with her hands, but this time the one who swindled the corpse was Teacher Maqima, whom she respected very much, so she couldn't take the same action.
Although I was very moved that she was still alive, there was still a feeling of "almost enough".
And this time, besides Maqima, there was another person who cheated on the corpse.
Fu Heihui's biological father, the new model "Touji" published in "Fashion Weekly", Fu Heisher.
Gojo Satoru pushed Fu Heisher in front of Fu Heihui: "Hey, father and son are reunited, shouldn't Hui be moved a little more? For example, tears like rain?"
Fu Heisher stretched out his hand and slapped Fu Hei Hui's somewhat tangled hair, and raised the corner of his mouth: "To you, we haven't seen each other for a long time, Hui."
Fu Heisher pretended to be very emotional when he met his son, but in fact he was very reluctant in his heart. This was simply the scene of social death.
Damn, how could there be a guy who would act like a good father after selling his son!
Fu Heihui: "I don't want to know anything else, I just want to ask what kind of thinking you have in mind to give me the name 'Hui'?"
Fu Heihui directly asked the question he most wanted to ask his father.
Fu Heisher replied naturally: "Of course it's because... I can't remember the man's name."
Fu Heihui: "..."
It doesn't matter if this father doesn't want it!
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