About my dream of being their mother

The procedure is very simple.

Even because Yuzu Yuhito was already alone, the time spent was much less than Yingzi thought.

But when it was time to sign, Knotabagi Yuhito refused.

"That's good." The silly boy scratched his head and repeated, "This is good."

The name is the shortest mantra.

When Knotabagi Yuhito changed his name, all the curses and shackles of fate attached to him would disappear.

But was rejected.

"It's okay." Yingzi rubbed the child's head, "If you want to have the same surname as your mother, you can change it later."

She treats every child with the most gentle attitude.

Walking out of the business hall, a black-haired boy stood outside the door.

Wearing a cassock, with a small ball pinned to his head, and a pair of slender fox eyes.

When such a boy saw Yingzi for the first time, he fell into a state of extreme entanglement.

Yingzi recognized it, it was the child who was chased and spanked by Gojo Satoru.

"It's you."

The boy nodded, "I'm now... well, I'm a teacher in a high school."

"Teacher, it's a great profession."

"..."

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Xia Youjie felt more and more uncomfortable, he didn't know what to say, what he wanted to say to Yingzi turned into a final wordless silence.

He knew what he had done in another world.

Because he was young and ignorant and possessed terrible power, he was blinded and walked on an unspeakable path——killed his father and killed his closest relatives, and was finally killed by his best friend Gojo Satoru.

In this time and space.

He was pressed under Gojo Satoru all the time, stared at by him every day and night-even sometimes he would think about such a question.

【Does Gojo Satoru like me? ! 】

— but later.

Gojo Satoru made a move that shocked everyone.

With absolute power, he stood at the pinnacle of power and killed the disobedient rotten oranges in the family. Also because of his crimes, he was even almost judged by a group of passionate old oranges as a curse master, or a person who joined the curse.

too frightening.

No one can beat Gojo Satoru at his peak.

But the whole world has changed because of it.

He said the words "I want to join the curse spirit" very seriously.

He also fulfilled the reality of the arrogant and second-year-old boy very seriously.

What about yourself?

The other party threw a pile of books.

"Declaration"

"Capitalism"

Capital came into this world, smelling dirty and vile from its pores.

—— "So, you who just want to kill Lao Juzi by yourself, aren't you too naive?"

Gojo Satoru whistled, holding a small black ball made of curse spirits in his hand, "My mother said, if I want to kill my best friend myself, then it's the best decision—"

Those eyes of the blue sky stared straight at Xia Youjie, and the corners of his mouth parted into a crazy smile.

"Do you know why?"

"..."

Xia Youjie shook his head honestly.

"Because old oranges represent capital."

"If it were someone else, your body would be full of nutrients, your brain would be taken for research, and your body would be made into a puppet—oh yes, if you were alive, you might even be taken to make a human body experiment--"

"Have you thought of all this?"

Xia Youjie was frightened.

He hadn't thought of this at all.

It can even be said that being able to be killed by his best friend was once considered a betrayal by him.

Yingzi interrupted his thoughts and handed the candy to the other party.

"If you don't mind, please accept it."

"Candy is very sweet, it should be able to fill the bitter mouth."

He foolishly accepted the candy from Yingzi.

"If you feel lonely."

Sakurako took Knotaba Yuhito's hand.

"You can be my child."

Yingzi showed a smile that made Xia Youjie's heart skip a beat.

"You have that extremely lonely atmosphere on your body, as well as the feeling I had back then."

"—So, if you don't mind, you can be my family anytime."

Yingzi left her contact information.

"You are a very good child, I wish you the same future."

The future is really promising.

The parents who love me have not died, the mother who loves me will make breakfast gently every day, and the father who loves me will make me not so tired every day.

Even his own fans, Mimiko and Nanako, have also become first-level conjurers.

Protecting yourself protects the rest of you.

The upper echelons of the conjuration world have also been replaced by a wave of blood. When facing the two big mountains of Juling and Wujowu, they had to choose to give up internal strife and start to join forces to the outside world.

The future can be expected.

Xia Youjie ate the candy in his mouth, the sweet taste broke through his tongue and washed his brain.

However, this is not enough.

He wants more.

It is impossible to change the surname, and my parents also hope that I can become a master.

Then, there is only one possibility.

Summer oil sakura.

——Put his surname on Yingzi's head.

This thought made Xia Youjie want more, want more.

"Hey..." Xia Youjie showed a tired expression, he put the candy wrapper in his arms seriously, and recorded the scene just now in his mind.

"Xia, You, Ying, Zi."

It was all that filled his mind.

The author has something to say: Make up for what was not updated a few days ago.

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Only the one and only little angel Knotweed’s heart is not black (wipe away tears)