pure love tyrant

The two strongest figures in the magic world are listening to the on-site guidance of the CG director at the beginning of the game:

"Ah, um, Mr. Fu Hei, can you swing the knife more imposingly and domineeringly? You are a master-level fighter! You are not a meat-chopping cook!"

"Mr. Wujo, please change your posture to be more handsome. Flicking your fingers is too childish, and it doesn't fit the title of the strongest mage!"

Fu Heisher: That's how I usually kill people and curse spirits! !

Gojo Satoru felt wronged: This is how I usually snap my fingers to kill the curse spirit!

At this moment, the two people who were not at odds agreed with each other very rarely: fake fights are much more difficult than real fights! !

However, since you have promised, you must complete it well.The two most patient, obeyed the director's instructions, tossed and tossed over and over again, and finally got all the shots before the camera crew needed to work overtime.

When the director called "cut", the two breathed a sigh of relief.

it is finally over!

With rich experience in shooting, Xia Youjie, who finished shooting his own shots early, walked towards Jiyou with a smile on his face.

Gojo Satoru looked like his whole body was hollowed out, hugged his friend's waist and howled: "Jie!! Filming animation cg is not fun at all! Why don't we go to shoot commercials with you!" That's right with this Fu Heisher It's too difficult to really beat a long scene! !

Xia Youjie caressed the head of the wronged cat, took out his mobile phone, and began to add insult to injury: "Don't say that, Wu, you have brought a lot of joy to everyone~ Look, everyone laughs so happily."

Gojo Satoru looked at Jiyou's mobile phone, and the chat group opened on the screen was Mangako's chat group. Those guys who usually dive all floated up, either a series of "hahaha", or a neat row of thumbs up .

And the reason why everyone is so happy is that their own photos—accurately captured by fellow friend Xia Youjie—can all be used as emoticons.

Wu Jun is in trouble, and all directions give praise.

Gojo Satoru: "...so you are such a genius!!"

The five cats with fried hair meowed meowingly, saying that without a hundred Xijiufu, a wounded heart cannot be healed!

Xia Youjie said that there are not a hundred, but ten can still be considered.

Five cats are cheating, I have worked so hard for the game, no matter what, it is worth fifty.

Xia Youjie said, fifty is too much, and the leader's family has no food left, fifteen at most.

It's okay for Wutiao Maomao to think about it, but I'm going to your house for dinner later. The red bean pudding made by Auntie Xia You is delicious!

Xia Youjie said, hurry up if you want to eat, and when Nanako Mimiko comes home from school and sees you touching their pudding, she will definitely go crazy again.

Wujo Wujo stood up with a cry.

Xia Youjie over there took care of the eight-year-old Wu, and the husband and wife team here is charging.

Shi Er, who was sitting on the ground, hugged his wife's waist, buried his face in his wife's chest: "I'm so tired——"

Xun's fingers skillfully kneaded the man from the back of his neck to his shoulders, relaxing his muscles: "Thank you, Mr. Shier. All the filming work is over, you can take a good rest."

Shi Er listened to the steady heartbeat under his chest, and his irritability gradually calmed down. He asked, "How long is Xun's vacation?"

We haven't traveled together for a long time!

Finding the meaning behind Shi Er's words, calculated the time, and regretfully said: "The game will be released in half a year, so I will have a long vacation!"

"..."

There was no answer, and the arms around his waist tightened, and Xun knew that someone was upset.

She smiled and comforted her: "That's what I said, but it doesn't mean that there is no rest in the middle. It's just a two- or three-day journey, and I still have no problem. Where Mr. Shier wants to go, you can arrange it this time."

Hearing what Xun said, Shi Er's mind suddenly became active.

If he were to arrange it, it would undoubtedly be a gambling city.How comfortable to eat and play.I've been to Las Vegas before, this time I'll change...

Xun held his face and said with a smile: "Mr. Shier, is he thinking of a delicious and fun city like Las Vegas? But, I don't want to sit indoors during the rare rest time."

"I want to hold hands with Mr. Shier, go outdoors to see the scenery, take a walk, eat delicious food, and watch the stars together at night. Is that okay?"

The woman's bright black pupils were full of her own shadow, and Shi Erguangsu, who had no power to resist this, threw his thoughts aside and nodded: "Okay."

The wife's needs come first!

"How about camping in the forest?" Shier suggested.

If you have a villa by the sea, you don’t have to think about it.For other places, Shi Er thought about it, and felt that the forest is the most suitable place, with good scenery, quiet, and...

"Yeah! Forest bbq, great!"

Shir had a smile in his eyes.Look, I thought of a piece.

"Then it's determined. I'll choose the location later, and you tell me which day I have time."

"Ok!"

The best friend group rested first and was about to leave. Before leaving, Gojo Satoru seemed to remember something and called Fu Hei Xunxun aside.

The husband of the husband and wife group looked at the black-haired young man in the best friend group, and smiled half-smile: "My lord, after so many years, have you got all the money you owe me?"

After so many years of struggling in the society, Xia Youjie didn't care about this level of provocation at all.

The black-haired young man smiled and replied: "If Mr. Fu Hei is short of money, I can pay back part of it first, it's okay."

Shi Er raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

That stunned young man back then has now evolved into a fox.

Shi Er laughed: "I haven't paid much attention to this amount of money, I just - remind you a little bit, why are you in a hurry? The leader of the Panxing Sect."

Xia Youjie replied with a smile: "There are 'restrictions', and I will abide by them. I don't need Mr. Fu Hei to remind me."

The two of them were chattering back and forth, and over there, Xunchao Gojo Wutiao bowed: "Thank you very much for telling me this, Mr. Gojo."

Gojo Satoru: "You're welcome, Miss Xun, let me know when you think about it."

On the way to the underground parking lot, Shi Er saw that Xun's expression was a little strange, and his tone became dangerous: "What did the kid with six eyes say?"

Xun closed his eyes, calmed down his heartbeat that accelerated when he heard the news, and then said: "Hui ran into a super-level curse spirit on a mission alone, and he was in danger, and also involved his classmates."

"Mr. Gojo said that the magic spirits produced in the Tokyo area far exceed those in Sendai in terms of intensity and quantity. A child of Kei's age acting alone is really—"

"Too dangerous!"

Hearing his wife's voice that was rarely severe, Shi Er felt something was wrong.

He echoed Xun's words "hmm, it's really dangerous", and took out his mobile phone without any trace.

Hui, who was in class, felt his phone vibrate, took it out to look at it, and there was a tip-off message from his father: "I found out, I'm very angry."

The face of the sea urchin-headed boy who had been calm just now turned extremely pale.

Haruhi Fujioka on the side asked worriedly in a low voice: "Student Fuhei? If you feel uncomfortable, go to the infirmary?"

Fu Heihui shook his head, and then replied to the message: "I will come back when the Xunqi is gone."

"Then call Xun yourself and say you won't be coming back tonight."

"..."

dare not.

Fu Heihui muttered complainingly, but his father didn't know how to say something for him.

If Fu Heisher knew Hui's thoughts, he would definitely go back: Brat, I would give you a tip-off, what else do you want? !Take care of your own troubles.

Fu Heihui, who had no intention of going to class for a moment, fell down sadly.

How good is this!

Standing at the door of her own house, Hui took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

"I am back……"

The action of opening the door was very bold, and the voice of greeting was very careful.

There was no one in the living room, and an orange light was turned on in the dining room. Under the light, there were a few dishes that had just been cooked. The heat was lingering, and under the warm light, it was particularly mouth-watering.

Megumi knew that the dishes tasted just as good as they looked.

Oh, and Ginger Grilled.

The aroma of the favorite food penetrated into the nose uncontrollably, and the belly made a huge protest of "I want to eat a big meal" very well.

"Are you back? Did you wash your hands? Let's eat first after washing."

Xun took the last dish, followed by his father with rice in his hand, and walked out of the kitchen.

The dining table in Fuhei's house is always the busiest. The family is busy with their own business during the day, and when they get together for dinner, they will chat about various topics.A meal can sometimes take more than half an hour.

But today, the dining table is particularly quiet.Only the occasional sound of chopsticks and bowls colliding.

Xun didn't blame him, and didn't even say a word.

But just like that, Hui was even more flustered.

In the youth's impression, Xun seldom gets angry, and even if he gets angry, it's mostly directed at his father.

He and Maki Zhenyi, apart from being fond of each other, never blushed or stared at them.

This is the first time Hui Xun is so angry.

The young man who didn't know how to eat finally put down his chopsticks and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry, Xun."

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have taken my classmates to the location of the curse spirit without investigating clearly."

Apologize at the beginning, and the rest will be much smoother.

Hui told all the ins and outs of the matter, and then looked anxiously at Xun who was sitting at the table without saying a word—this woman who had lived together for eight years and regarded her as an important family member.

Don't be angry, okay?

Xun sighed softly: "Mr. Shi Er said that you beat anyone below the super-level curse spirit, even if you meet people in the monastery, doesn't it?"

Hui glanced at his father who shrank his neck instantly, and nodded honestly: "Yeah."

Xun smiled helplessly: "This is your real problem. Your fault is not because you haven't investigated clearly, but because you are overconfident in your own strength."

"If you are cautious enough, you will take the initiative to investigate. If you are cautious enough, you will tell your classmate to wait at a sufficient distance instead of following you."

"Dangers are uncontrollable, and you are not strong enough to ignore those dangers. This kind of half-strength is not acceptable, Hui."