The daily life of Shier and 5t5

01 Worry of social animals

Social animals are still social animals no matter which world they are in.

After the magic power returned to zero, Gojo Satoru, a busy man who was busy exorcising the curse spirit all day long, had not had time to enjoy the new world, and various business, political and family affairs followed one after another.

Even if he is the head of the family, owns billions of dollars in property, and is a shareholder of several large groups, it can't change the fact that he is a [-] social animal.

When Shier woke up on the weekend morning, he saw Wu Miaomiao hugging a pillow to shut himself up.

"I've lost a lot of hair..." he said tearfully, "I'm going bald..."

Shi Er took the pillow towel, and sure enough, there were seven or eight silver-white hairs stained on it.

In fact, Gojo Satoru used to lose his hair, but the reversal technique can keep his body in the most perfect state, no matter how much he consumes himself, he will not go bald.

Shi Er looked at the silver hairs in the palm of his hand, and then at the silver hairs on Wu Tiaowu's head, suddenly feeling guilty.

"Restraint, change it to three times a week in the future." He suggested.

This news was more thunderbolt than baldness, and Gojo Satoru was so frightened that he used up all the weight for the next week that day.

Shi Er leaned on the sofa and tried to smoke with his fingers, but was banned from smoking, so he had to rub Wujou's hair to enjoy himself.

Wu Miaomiao was feeling comfortable being stroked, when she heard Shier's voice.

"If you lose ten roots at a time, you will lose them in about seven or eight years." He smiled viciously, "I don't want to do it with bald, prematurely aging men."

Gojo Satoru, who just turned 20: Ten Thousand Arrows Pierce the Heart.jpg

Soon he flipped it up and tossed it again, feeling aggrieved after getting cheap.

"Anyway, I will be disgusted by Shi Er in the future, and life must be full of joy..."

Worrying about baldness lasted until the evening of that day, Zhenyi searched for Liutong all over the room, and finally found it on Gojo Satoru's pillow.

The big white cat stretched leisurely and jumped off the bed, leaving a few silver hairs on the pillow cover.

Shi Er twirled the six-tube white hair, and compared it with Wutiao Wu's white hair, and after a while, he came to the conclusion: it is the six-tube that is in danger of balding.

"Oh..." Gojo Satoru couldn't hide his regret.

I was discovered so quickly, I'm really disappointed, I thought I could lie to sympathy for a while and take advantage of it.

His acting skills were really not good enough, so he was beaten up by Shier as a matter of course.

And, for the next month, follow strictly three times a week.

Calculated and lost a lot.

02 Unreliable owner

An unreliable Patriarch is still unreliable no matter which world he is in.

After a few weeks, Gojo Satoru finally gave up the treatment, muted his mobile phone during off-duty hours, and reserved his private time with his family.

"What if there is something very important to discuss with you?" Shi Er asked.

"It's okay, and no one will be killed. The maximum compensation is tens of millions, so what's the matter?"

In the past, people would die if they didn't work hard, especially after Xia Youjie and 99 Youji left the college one after another, all the burdens fell on Gojo Satoru.

Not only super-level spell spirits, but also first-level and second-level spell spirits that may mutate, all require him to be present at the scene.

But there are still many, many things that he can't take care of.

There are quite a few conjurers who lose relatives and friends every year. Sometimes when they walk through the morgue, they will hear crying and crying from inside.

"Why not Gojo Satoru? If he was there, my companion wouldn't die!!"

There are many conjurers who cannot accept the cruel reality and leave the conjuration world to live in the ordinary world.

The only thing that must stay forever is Gojo Satoru.

"Life is really easy now..." Gojo Satoru squinted his eyes on the beach chair and enjoyed, "Oh, take it easy."

Shi Er was massaging his shoulders, when he heard this, he sneered, "I've been eating too much and being lazy all day, my shoulders are tight."

"Who said, don't you exercise every night?" Gojo Satoru turned his head and blinked at him, and just after blinking twice, he suddenly meowed.

There was an extra red handprint on his trapezius muscle.

"It's really hard to strike." Wu Tiaowu turned over like a salted fish, and saw that on the sea not far away, Huizheng was learning to swim from his father with a swimming ring on.

The sky is blue, the sea is blue, and the world in his eyes is pure and colorful.If you are tired, you can fall asleep just by closing your eyes, and there is no complicated information forced into your mind.

Half an hour later, when Fu Heisher came back with Hui, he found Gojo Satoru was fast asleep.

The long legs are loosely placed on the beach, the sunglasses are slanted, and the lower abdomen is exposed, gently rising and falling with the sound of the waves.

Shier made a "shh" gesture to his son.

"It's rare to take a vacation, let him rest more."

03 looking for a job

In the past, Fu Heisher was idle and didn't start working for half a year, and once he started eating for half a year, he would go to social receptions to eat and drink.

The same is true now.

To be honest, he tried very hard to enter the lives of ordinary people, but failed every time.

It's not okay to mix|black murder underground boxing. I worked as a bodyguard for a government official for a while, and was "just" retweeted to Wutiao Patriarch within a week.

"Huh—" Gojo Satoru said hurtfully, "Why doesn't Shier want to be my bodyguard?"

"I'll be your bodyguard, and you're the one who pays me." Shi'er was expressionless, "Work is for earning other people's money! What's the point of working if you don't steal other people's money?"

"..." There was no way to refute.

Shir tugged on his tie uncomfortably.

In order to go to work, he rarely wore a formal suit, his muscles were bound in a black suit, his shoulders were broad, his waist was slender, his legs were long, his chest was bulging, and the buttons of his shirt were about to burst.

It is simply the perfect mixture of abstinence and carnality.

Gojo Satoru pulled up his tie and released the trembling button.

It's fine if you don't want to be a bodyguard, it's not good for Shi Er to be seen by others.

Still, it's great to take the opportunity to play the role-playing of the office "boss sneak|rule subordinate".

"The sound insulation in the office is very good." He whispered in Shier's ear.

As a result, the bodyguard was left alone.

Later, Shi Er was recommended by 99 Youji to be a fitness trainer in the gym.

On the first day, the effect was very good, and the bodybuilders who participated in the registration flocked, and Shier became a living sign of the gym.

But from the second day onwards, the famous students gradually changed from men to women.

Thin arms and legs, it doesn't look like they are here to exercise, and some even ask to experience the results of the trainer's exercise-touch Shier's chest muscles-this matter has both men and women.

On the third day, Gojo Satoru and 99 had a big fight on the phone, and then drove back to his man.

After reconciliation, the hormone-distributing machine of walking was deeply troubled.

"Actually, a person like Teacher Shi Er is very suitable to be a star." Zhenyi said, "Surely you can get fans' likes casually, right?"

"Please think about Gojo-sensei." Hui said, "I don't want to buy new furniture."

At this moment, Maki was slipping off her shoes in the hallway, and suddenly she had an idea: "Why don't you become a taekwondo teacher? Anyway, you teach children, so it doesn't matter."

So, after many failures, Fu Heisher finally succeeded in joining the job.

He often thinks that his life seems to be in two extremes. In the first half of his life, he lives in darkness and iron and blood, but in the second half of his life, he is always surrounded by many soft and cute children.

——Of course, the richest man with a height of 1.9 meters is also one of the children.

In this regard, Gojo Satoru said: "It would be nice if I was older than Shier", or even more excessive: "It would be nice if I married Shier directly from the Zenyuan family when I was a child."

Then kissed the scar at the corner of his mouth pitifully.

Shir kisses back.

"It's still too late," he said.