The daily life of Shier and 5t5

"Student Fu Hei's father, is he a gangster?"

Natsume asked him that as he walked out of the classroom.

"I don't know. He won't let me know his occupation."

"Mr. Fuhei is really a very special person."

"I'm laughing." Fu Heihui frowned, "Actually, he's not like this...I don't know what's going on today, especially..."

"I didn't mean to say Mr. Fuguro was sorry," Natsume quickly smiled and waved his hands, "On the contrary, I feel that Mr. Fukuro loves you very much."

Fu Heihui pursed her lips, and did not tell Natsume that her father had sold him for money.

How can a relationship that can be bought and sold be described with a lofty word like "love"?

Natsume was a little sad: "My parents are gone. I really envy you."

Fu Heihui didn't know what to say.

... Is it something to be envied to have a father like that?

Just as he was thinking, someone flew past him at high speed.Fu Heihui's hair fluttered slightly, and he saw the back of a child.

The child was pedaling a skateboard, with a soft black belt hanging from the corner of his clothes, fluttering like a cat's tail, and drove out of the campus in an instant.

At the school gate, Shi'er squatted with his legs outstretched, holding a cigarette between his fingertips.

Teacher Wutiao was also on the side, attracting the attention of most of the little girls, but he was afraid to step forward because of the "messy|black" next to him.

Coincidentally, Teacher Wutiao also had a bump on the back of his head.

Shi Er turned his head and showed a triumphant expression to Gojo Satoru: "I was the one who came to Hui first."

"Okay~" Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "Reward Shi Er with a little red flower~"

Shi Er was irritated by his perfunctory attitude: "Asshole, didn't you propose the comparison first? I almost got hit by a car several times..."

"Ah," Gojo Wujo pointed to the front, "Huihui is here."

Shi Er instantly changed into a kindly smile, and opened his arms wide: "Hui, Dad is here to pick you up from school."

Fu Heihui walked towards him slowly, walked around his arm range, and stood beside Gojo Satoru.

Shir: "..."

Gojo Gojo smiled triumphantly: "Hey."

Shir stared at him with murderous eyes.

Fu Heihui asked his father, "Have you apologized to Mr. Security? It is against the regulations to trespass on the campus and climb the teaching building."

Shi Er picked up the shattered heart and stuffed it back.

"Sorry, I gave him two packs of cigarettes."

Fu Heihui frowned and took the cigarette from his fingertips: "Smoking is not allowed on campus."

And it's not good for your health.

He squeezed the confiscated cigarettes, but he felt a soft feeling of squeezing solidified liquid.

Shi Er smiled: "It's not cigarettes, it's chocolate bars. I bought a big pack, thinking that you might like it, and you can pretend to scare your classmates at school..."

"It's useless." Fu Heihui's head was full of black lines.

Even so, he squeezed the chocolate bar pretending to be a cigarette, and put it in his trouser pocket.

Hope it doesn't melt before going back.

In this way, he can secretly taste what the chocolate his father bought him tastes like.

Will it be sticky sweet and bitter?