pure love tyrant

According to the usual practice, the whole family send off the new children of Fuhei's family to see them off, and Fuhei Hui, who didn't want to die in public, expressed his objection.

It's a pity that the boy couldn't block Xun Xun's disappointed eyes, nor could he resist his father's fist warning.

Yinglan's new student, Fu Heihui, was squeezed between his father, Xun and his sisters, and raised his scissors expressionlessly.

Sensing the astonished gazes of the students, Fu Heihui made a quick decision to keep a low profile and try to make the students forget the scene just now.

After seeing off his family, Fu Heihui looked at the short-haired boy wearing black-rimmed glasses,

"Thank you for bothering you just now."

"You're welcome, it's just a little effort."

After the entrance ceremony and class classification, Fu Heihui saw this somewhat shy short-haired boy at the reception.

"Unexpectedly, it's a classmate, hello, I'm Fuhei, Fuheihui."

"It's really a coincidence, hello Fuguro, my name is Fujioka Haruhi." Looking at the boy in front of him, Fujioka Haruhi couldn't help but think of the scene he just saw at the door.

"Student Fuhei's family is very interesting."

Whether it's the tall dad who put his arm on Fu Heihui's shoulders and pinches the boy's cheek, or the mother who is holding a camera and laughing and turning into a photographer, or the sisters who fan the flames and say that this posture can't be changed .

The relationship between the family is harmonious and close, which is great.

Being teased by the new classmate, Fu Heihui blushed and quickly explained: "Hey, they are not like this usually."

"Today is a little bit special. So, maybe a little bit of relaxation? Well, relaxation..."

The sea urchin boy roared silently in his heart, ah!look!Sure enough, he was regarded as a strange person by his classmates! !

"Haha, being interesting is not derogatory. Fu Hei doesn't have to be so nervous. My family is just me and my father, and it's a little deserted. Although it's nothing, but seeing Fu Hei's big family, lively and happy, I can't help but Follow along and be happy."

The short-haired boy with glasses smiled, alleviating the embarrassment of his classmates.

"Is that so?" Fu Heihui relaxed, and then apologized for reminding the students of something bad: "Ah, I'm sorry, I reminded you of something unpleasant."

"It's nothing. It's all over. My father and I rely on each other, which is fine. Speaking of which, my father will occasionally play a guest role as a mother."

"Eh?"

Then Fu Heihui was listened to by the science popularization at the same table, and he was taken aback for a while when he heard the reason why his father could become a mother.

The topic that started with family made the two teenagers, who were strangers to each other, get a lot closer at once.

Yinglan is a premier school for the aristocrats, and the club activities outside of studies are also full of aristocratic demeanor, such as horse riding, kayaking, golf, ballet, etc., everything that one expects to find.

When the class committee members came to Fu Heihui with the club registration form, none of the urchin-headed boys who glanced at them were interested.

Is riding a horse as fun as riding a dragon?

Kayaking is not as exciting as surfing on the beach in front of your own door.

And golf, catching the Snitch is a hundred times more fun.

Furthermore, he is still in charge of developing the business in the Tokyo area of ​​"Spiritual Communication", so how can he have so much time to play clubs.

It's just that if you exorcise the curse spirit near the Tokyo area, the chances of being discovered by the people of the curse high and the Buddhist monastery will increase. The former is fine, while the latter——

"With your current strength, it is difficult to beat Zhibi people, and others will beat you casually."

Thinking of his father's words, the young Shi Yingfa puffed up his chest. As long as people from the Buddhist monastery dare to trouble him, he will not be polite.

In addition to the daily training and the practice of mind power, these cannot be done in school. A free after-school time is very necessary for him.

So, the boy with the sea urchin head politely refused: "Thank you, I have something to do after school."

The clubs of Yinglan College are all for the young masters and ladies of the rich second generation to pass the time, and they will not be counted into the credits.Therefore, the class committee member was not surprised by Fu Heihui's refusal.

Haruhi Fujioka, Fugurohui's leader, also refused: "Thank you, I have something to do after school."

Haruhi Fujioka grew up in a single-parent family, and her family is not rich. After school, she would rather read more books and study more than join these useless clubs. After all, excellent grades are the foundation of her poor student in this noble school. Book.

A school after school club, a study club.

After getting along for a period of time, the relationship between the two has become much more familiar than other ordinary classmates, and they have reached the level where they can read each other's notes and discuss topics, but that's all.

The intersection between two boys and girls who know how to measure and are not active personalities may stop here.

If that hadn't happened.

"Fujioka-san?"

Megumi Fukuro looked in surprise at Haruhi Fujioka who seemed to be a different person in front of her—the black-rimmed glasses disappeared, her hair was cut short, and her uniform was replaced by Yinglan's uniform. 100!

"Ah, it's hard to say."

Fujioka Haruhi waved his hands, and told rather helplessly that he strayed into a magical music classroom, accidentally broke an 800 million vase, and then was called by a club named "Male Public Relations Department" (it should be a club, right? Haruhi Fujioka’s tone is full of uncertainty) leaving behind, the tragic experience of having to use his “body” to repay the debt.

"Senior Huan said that if I accept the appointment of 100 people, it will be considered as a successful debt repayment."

Fu Heihui was speechless: "...why does this school still have such a strange club."

Fujioka Haruhi complained: "Because it's boring. Hey, rich people, they read books just to pass the time!"

Fu Heihui: "..."

After a period of study, Fu Heihui found out!

There are too many various activities held by this school. If it weren't for the library here that is worth seeing, he would definitely transfer to another school.

He is here to learn!Not here to participate in various activities!

What Haruhi Fujioka said was absolutely correct.

Rich and boring rich!

After a pause, Fu Heihui asked again: "Did their actions bother you?"

"Trouble...not really. Senior Huan said it was to pay off the debt, but in fact he just asked me to drink tea and chat with those girls. It's quite relaxing."

Fujioka Haruhi recalled for a moment and said.

It's just that those rich second-generation young masters and poor people make speeches from time to time, which makes people speechless.

"That's it..." Fu Heihui stood up, reached out and pinched a little curse spirit lying on Fujioka Harufei's shoulder to death, and said calmly.

"Then pay attention later, something bad may happen."

Fujioka Haruhi: "Huh?"

Within a few days, Haruhi Fujioka found that all his textbooks and bags were thrown into the pool, and he understood the meaning of Fukuromei's words at that time.

"This is being hated by others..."

Seeing Haruhi Fujioka drying the wet textbooks, Megumi Fukuro hesitated for a moment before asking,

"Fujioka-san, I have a task here, if you are willing to be my assistant—"

The boy with the head of a sea urchin said calmly, and turned over the laptop he was carrying to show her the entrustment application and the amount of remuneration on it.

"You'll get half of the reward."

Fujioka Haruhi looked over, the entrustment application on the computer came from a real estate agent, saying that it was troublesome to have a house under his name that could not be sold, and he wanted to ask someone from the supernatural communication to check it out.If you can ensure that the house is sold, you will be rewarded heavily.

Leaving aside the strange title of supernatural communication, just this amount...

The girl counted to zero and then divided by two. The number she got made her exclaim: "500 million?!"

"This is too much! Classmate Fu Hei, you..."

Haruhi Fujioka's worries were palpable: "You can't do bad things because of money, your family will worry."

Are you more worried about him than your own affairs?

Fu Heihui showed a small smile, and a light flashed in his green eyes: "No, Fujioka-san, you are overthinking. I will clean up the darkness for them, and they will pay me. This is a normal business transaction."

Just maybe not paying taxes.

Fujioka Haruki blinked, lost in thought.

Clear the darkness?Is it taking up the trash at night or something?And why did classmate Fu Hei call me?Is it because of your debts?

The girl who suddenly thought of the key to the problem didn't know what to say for a while.

"Student Fu Hei, in fact, you don't have to..."

Fu Heihui interrupted her and said, "Providing help for your debts is only one aspect. The point is, I don't want you to be hurt by dark things—that is, curses."

Haru Fujioka was even more confused: "Curse... what is that?"

"People's malice towards you. There will be more things like today, and maybe even more than that."

The mantra precipitation caused by teenagers and girls in adolescence is far deeper than that of adults. It is really difficult for Fu Heihui to determine what level of mantra spirit will be formed in this way.

It will be too late when the curse spirit is formed. The best way is to prevent problems before they happen and explain the harm clearly.

"Human jealousy and resentment will become terrible things. At that time, Fujioka-san will not only drop his schoolbag into the water, but may hurt you and even the people around you."

Haruhi Fujioka was at a loss as to what Fukurohui said. For no reason, the girl remembered what her classmates said about Fukurohui:

"Student Fu Hei is very handsome, but somehow it gives people the feeling that he can't approach without authorization."

"That's right, when his eyes looked over, I would stop subconsciously, it's incredible!"

"Also, I don't see anyone after school. It seems that there are many secrets."

"Ah, such a mysterious and indifferent classmate Fu Hei, people can't help but find out~~~"

The mysterious classmate Fu Hei disappears every day, is he just fighting the curse he said?

Fu Hei, who is fighting alone like this, is still worrying about himself. If he still refuses such kindness, it would be too...

Fujioka Haruhi smiled and said, "Okay. Then please give me your advice."

On this day, in the third grade of the elementary school, Xu Wanghuan, the president of the men's public relations department who founded the men's public relations department, looked through Qiushui.

"Xiao Chunfei is late, was it delayed by something?"

The "head prince" of the department who was restless and careless about serving decided to condescend to go to the classroom and call them Chunfei in person!

Before touching the doorknob, the door opened.

Haruhi Fujioka, who was out of breath, supported his knees, took a breath, then raised his head, and said to Suohuan and everyone in front of him,

"I'm very sorry, Senior Huan, I'm here to ask for leave."

"Ah!!" Everyone in the male public relations department widened their eyes in surprise.

"Chunfei! If you ask for leave without authorization, the debt will increase..."

"It's okay, I'll pay it back soon. I'm sorry, Mr. Huan, please allow me to take two days off." Bowing deeply, Haruhi Fujioka said with a smile.

"What, what? How are you going to pay it back? 800 million is such a huge sum for ordinary people, don't you know?"

"Please don't worry, I have a solution." Fujioka Haruhi ran away without looking back.

"What can you do? Tell me—"

Xu Wanghuan maintained the posture of extending his hand, shouting heart-piercingly.

The instigator who caused Fujioka Haruhi’s schoolbag to fall into the water—a long-haired “lady” held up the teacup and smiled gracefully.

"Master Huan, as you said, Mr. Fujioka is a common man after all, no matter how well-dressed he is, it's hard to cover up the poverty of his body. Ah——After he left, I feel that the air has changed It's much fresher."

"Shut up, lady."

Xu Wanghuan stood up straight and looked at the young lady with a serious expression.

"Whether it's what you did before, or criticizing others behind their backs, what you did is no longer suitable to be our guest."

The "lady" who knew she couldn't save face hid her face and left.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the other girls also left one after another, and the male public relations department suddenly became deserted.

Xu Wanghuan was hit hard, "I didn't protect Harufei well..."

Chang Lu Yuan Guang and Xin stepped forward and comforted Dao Huan: "Forget it, Huan, this is not your fault."

"Think I'm going to give up? No! I'm the peerless Xuwanghuan!"

The blond boy posing as a work of art (?) immediately perked up.

"The 800 million debt can be repaid in one go, that's too suspicious! Don't do anything dangerous, Chunfei!"

"No! Absolutely not. If Chunfei accidentally goes astray because of this debt—oh! My heart will cry with grief! Let's go! Go after Chunfei now and tell him that the debt is gone ! Don't do stupid things!"

"ring."

Feng Jingye, who was leaning against the window, stopped Xu Wanghuan who was about to go out, "Come here."

Everyone gathered to the window and looked down.

Fu Heihui was carrying her schoolbag, followed by Haruhi Fujioka, the two chatted and walked towards the school gate.

Xu Wanghuan was curious: "Who is the person next to Chunfei?"

Hitachi Yuanguang and Xin thought for a while: "Ah, I remembered, his name is Fu Heihui, and he is a special recommendation student!"

Everyone was thinking about which family and company the surname Fu Hei belonged to, when the people who were watching stopped.

Fu Heihui raised his head, looked at the people standing by the window from a distance of tens of meters, and stared steadily for a few seconds before the boy withdrew his gaze and left with his companions.

Xu Wanghuan was surprised: "What does he mean by turning around? Did he find that we were looking at him? We are four or fifty meters away from them!"

Gemini: "It's a coincidence, how is it possible~"

Nanzhizuka Mitsubang and Yuzhizuka Takashi looked at each other, and they seemed to see doubts in each other's eyes.

Feng Jingye adjusted his glasses, and said with a smile of unknown meaning: "It seems that this special recommended student is quite difficult."

Xu Wanghuan: "Never mind, Jing Ye! Find a way to keep up with them! Chunfei is already a member of our male public relations department. As a minister, how can I just watch him being abducted by other people?! I disagree!!!"

Feng Jingye: "Well, I happen to be a little interested too."