The daily life of Shier and 5t5

Fu Heisher knew that those old folks from the Chanyuan family were scumbags, and the self who came out of the same quagmire with them was not a good thing.

However, he has always been adhering to a good character, that is, he never provokes people around him.

The cooperative relationship that you can't see up and down, and love|love love will always cause a lot of unnecessary troubles, and it is difficult to get rid of.

——It's better to have a one-night stand, settle it overnight, pay for both money and goods, and have nothing to do with it after that.

In short, he finds Wujo Satoru troublesome.

It's not aimed at anyone - for Shier, love, family affection, friendship... these messy and lingering involvements are all things that should be discarded.

Now, the thread holding Hui was already heavy enough.

In the early morning of the next day, Shi Er was woken up by his son. The father and son, Maki and Tsumiji sat at the same table, eating tamagoyaki with pickled vegetables.

In the past few days, the children have gotten along very well, and the admission procedures for Zhenyi and Maki have been completed, and today they will be transferred to the same school as Fukurohui, and they will be in the second grade.

The little children were sitting on the high stools, the bowls and chopsticks of different colors were clinking in the banquet, and the oil was rubbed on the little faces, all of them were full of joy.

"How about today's tamagoyaki?" Tsumiji took off her apron, "It's my newly developed filling."

Maki picked up the bowls and chopsticks: "Miss Tsumiki is the best cook I've ever seen - I want to eat!"

Zhenyi said softly, "I want to too."

Kei had already got up and went to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

The man woke up from his stupor when five jade seeds fell on Shi Er's plate.

"If you don't eat seriously, it's bad for your stomach," Hui looked at his father worriedly, "Also, remember to wipe your mouth after eating."

"... Oh." Shi Er obediently agreed.

He agreed that he didn't want trouble, but the room was full of little troublemakers he picked up.

It's really absurd that the little monkey without magic power and the big monkey and the descendant of the magician happily eat together.

Shi Er's eyes followed the little boy running around, and a strange term popped up in his mind.

Hmm, something like "kindergarten"?

The kindergarten teacher, isn't it...

"By the way, Hui." Shi Er asked, "Wu Tiao?"

Shouldn't he stay up in bed, or drag him out of bed to do tasks?Why are you missing today?

"Teacher Wutiao has something to do alone today, and asked my father to take care of the house obediently after sending us off." Hui said with a serious face, "He said that there are many people outside who want to harm father, and it is safest to stay at home."

Shir readily agreed.

"Ok."

...that's weird.

The guardian is not at home, of course we have to go out and wander!

Shi Er casually slipped on a baseball cap on the side of the street, covering most of his face.His first goal was a mobile phone shop. In his impression, one must have a personal mobile phone before taking on any task.

The money used was the cash from horse racing, and Gojo Satoru would never know.

When paying the bill, Shi Er glanced at the man standing in front of the counter not far away.

——Suit and leather shoes, around 40 to [-] years old, turned his back before meeting his line of sight.

Being targeted so soon?Shi Er put the phone in his trouser pocket.

The rest of the money seems not enough to eat a bowl of ramen.

Want to eat overlord meal?Or randomly choose a lucky viewer to pay for him?

While thinking about this, Shir swallowed the tonkotsu ramen.

There was a person sitting next to him, and a pack of cigarettes was pushed over.

"I'll treat you to this meal," said the person I met in the mobile phone shop.

Shi Er opened the wine and poured it into two small cups, and said with a smile: "I said that I would invite me to dinner. I thought you were a suspicious person, you know, you almost fell into the ground just now."

The man clenched his hands together, the back of his hands burst out with veins, trembling slightly.

It was only then that Shi Er noticed his face - an ordinary industry elite, average-looking, with reddish eye circles, very familiar.

The first feeling is... an intermediary?

"Hey," Shi Er snorted, "we didn't know each other before."

"It's a long story, first find a place where you can talk." Kong Shiyu pressed the yen on the table and got up, "In short..."

He showed a complicated smile: "Shier, welcome back from hell."