I am cursed by the strongest

"Uncle, you made a mistake here." Gojo Satoru put his hands on the edge of the table lazily, supported his head, and tapped the ground with his toes, without any embarrassment of entering the police station.

Datehang subconsciously looked at the place Gojo Satoru "pointed" to, and the process of the police report was completely wrong: "!!!"

Although there are so many reports that the top can never check them all, and it is more like a formality than a file, it can be said to be a big mistake for Datehang's meticulous character!

"Ah, thank you kid!" Datehang began to revise without complaint.

The most exciting part of the Pokémon animation episode came to an abrupt end. As usual, it was a long commercial time. Although I don’t hate commercials, I really want to see the follow-up Gojo. I am so anxious that I just stick to Gojo Satoru to divert my attention. Time to pass.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" The desk in the duty room was very high, and the man who was much shorter than Gojo Satoru could barely reach the table, Bai Nen.Nun grasped the table with both hands, Wujo Zhi had to stand on tiptoe very hard to see the scenery on the table.

"Stolen items, a box of instant lunch, a bottle of juice, a pack of cigarettes, the total value is 820 yen..." Gojo Zhi asked curiously, "To write so many words, 820 yen must be a great number, right?"

Yi Dahang just wanted to praise him for knowing a lot of characters, but before he could say a word, he was cut by the blunt knife of the child Tong Yan Wuji.

Is 820 yen too much?To be honest, the average hourly wage in Tokyo is [-] yen, which is what a healthy adult can earn by just working for an hour.

Lunch boxes, fruit juice, and cigarettes. According to the stolen items, it is 80.00% likely to be an adult man.

A grown man who would rather risk getting caught than work for an hour...

Gojo Satoru sneered, "That's his hourly salary for writing a report. Oh, if you add the time for going to the police, making notes, and returning to the police station, it's enough for this thief to steal three or four more times."

"呵——" A healthy heart was suddenly stabbed so that blood flowed horizontally.

Although not every child is like this, generally speaking, children are afraid of the police, right?

"Hey, Uncle Policeman, can you answer a question for me?" Although he said please, he didn't want to act like a well-behaved child at all.

"I finally became a policeman. Is this what you want to do? You are so busy that you can't even eat a bite, but crimes have not decreased because of your efforts. There are more and more reports to be written and more and more prisoners to be arrested." More and more, but the society outside is still becoming more and more chaotic.”

"Greed, jealousy, anger, hatred, unwillingness... Does this world really have any meaning to continue to exist?"

"Crack!" The popped finger suddenly bumped into something very stiff, Matsuda Jinpei's face suddenly twisted, and the handsome lines could not be uttered smoothly under such circumstances, but for the sake of his idol burden , He resisted the pain and did not cry out.

Datehang looked at Matsuda Jinpei who suddenly appeared, and was taken aback for a moment before asking, "Jinpei, why are you here?"

At a place out of Datehang's sight, Matsuda Jinhei took several breaths before turning his head, and put his seemingly broken finger into his pocket as if nothing had happened: "I heard that you are still on duty during the holiday, and you are passing by after work." I'll stop by to give you my condolences when it's time." As a result, I didn't expect to hear the arrogant speech of the little ghost as soon as I came in.

Gojo Satoru took all his forced composure into his eyes, and pulled out a gloating smile.

"What's the matter with these two brats? Your illegitimate children?" Matsuda Jinpei, wearing sunglasses, glanced coolly at the two kids. The barking eyes attract attention.

"Ugh..."

Jinhei Matsuda was wearing a black jacket. He was tall, with black fluffy curly hair and a pair of big sunglasses. The side face had sharp lines. Maybe it was accidentally injured during training, and there was still a line on the side face. Bloodstains, scars without Band-Aids, congealed dark red blood, and the whole person felt oppressed.

Matsuda Jinpei, who was dressed in black, looked like a member of the black Yakudo group, and he was also a high-ranking cadre.

The sharp sight coming from behind the sunglasses frightened Wujo Zhi so much that his heart shrank, and he subconsciously hid behind Gojo Wu, and then remembered the terrifying look of him "beating" Wujo Wu just now, Wujo Zhi took half a step forward tremblingly .

I, I am amazing!You, you dare to hit Ni Jiang, I, I will hit you!

Gotiaozhi rushed at Matsuda Zhenping fiercely, baring her small milk teeth, looking as domineering and ferocious as a tiger descending a mountain.

"Wow~" Xuepen gulped one bite at a time, eating you up!

"puff."

"!!!" Gojo childishly hid behind Gojo Wu, and his two paws tightly grabbed Wujo Wu's clothes.Okay, so scary, Ni-chan, I can't beat him, woo woo woo...

Obviously just smiled normally, but Matsuda Jinpei who was put on the underworld filter was as terrifying as a murderer from hell.

"Are you a child?" Gojo Satoru was speechless. "You're in your 20s and still take pleasure in bullying children. Can such an adult really be able to shoulder the future of this country?"

Datehang hugged Matsuda Jinpei by the waist: "He's just a child, don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry!"

Matsuda Jinhei went crazy: "I must let him know the majesty of the adults today!"

Gojo Satoru curled his lips in disdain: "Tch!"

The chaotic situation was not calmed down until Hagiwara Kenji came in with a bento.

"The heat of this fried shrimp is a little too high, and it will be almost ready next time if you fry it for five seconds less." Wujo Wu commented.

Matsuda Jinpei's curly hair was almost flattened by the tic-tac-toe used constantly: "I say you! You are picky and picky after eating other people's bento!"

Gojo Gojo shook his calf, and said in an unreasonable and confident way: "I just made a suggestion for the chef to go further."

"Could it be possible to still thank you?" Matsuda Jinpei gritted his teeth.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows proudly: "I don't care about this!"

Date Hang, who can only eat instant bentos from convenience stores, tried to persuade the fight with a good temper: "Okay, okay, Zhenping, why are you still acting like a child?"

"Thanks, thank you, big brother." Gotiao Zhi, with a face like a cat, thanked Hagiwara Kenji softly and harmlessly, "It's delicious, I like it very much!"

Kenji Hagiwara sat across from him and held his face, his heart almost melted.

The young child's face is small, it seems that it is not as big as half of his palm, the skin is fair and soft with a light powder, the big cat's eyes are round and cute, and the eyes of different colors are like two pieces of water. In the exhibition hall, the gems with soft light, long eyelashes and fluffy hair are rare silver, like waking up in the winter morning and seeing the purest white and clean snow at first sight.

The color on his body is very pale, with white hair and white skin, like snow that can disappear at any time, but the more pale, the higher the presence of those pair of heterochromatic pupils.

The watery and foggy eyes carefully surveyed the world, ignorant of curiosity, yet full of vigilant timidity.

Beautiful and fragile.

"Do you want to eat some more snacks?" Kenji Hagiwara couldn't help but want to feed him more.

Wutiaozhi rubbed his stomach.Datehang's bento is big, but the child's stomach is small. Although he shared the food with Gojo Satoru, the Gojo Ji who has already been fed some food is already very full.

No, it's better to say that the food has reached the throat.

Although I still want to have some snacks after meals, but I don't have that stomach anymore.Wutiao Zhi licked the corner of his mouth regretfully, and shook his head: "Thank you, big brother, I'm full." As he spoke, he burped a little, as if to prove his words.

"Hmm." Wu Tiaozhi hurriedly covered her mouth, blushing with embarrassment.

Kenji Hagiwara almost uttered a hentai speech like "Here are two puddings for you to take home, can I kiss you?"

"Then let's eat later." Hagiwara Kenji, who has a feminine edge, also has a good temper that fits the stereotype. He wets a handkerchief with warm water, and gently wipes the oily sauce on Gojoji's face.

Because it is a bento prepared for an adult man like Date, the food in the bento is neither cute nor cut small. Although the pork chops that are bigger than Date’s face are divided into two with chopsticks, they are still Bigger than five childish faces.

His face was small, and his mouth was also small. He bit the fried pork chop with a "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"The oversized piece almost touched his ear, like a cat's whiskers, and the left and right cheeks were marked with oily marks.

But the fried pork cutlet, which is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, is too hard to give up. Take a bite from the left and taste it from the right. No matter what posture you use, your face will be covered with bread crumbs.

The same is true for the hamburger meat. The thick piece of meat is so thick that he can't even bite it off with his mouth wide open!

Although eating looks very refined, but most of the face can't see the original skin after eating.

To be honest, Hagiwara Kenji can help, he is very strong, he can use chopsticks to divide the food into small pieces, just enough for Gojoji to eat it in one bite.

But because the child holding the gigantic food in distress and eating is too cute, so he just propped his face and recorded his cute appearance in his heart with a smile.

Kenji Hagiwara wiped slowly, wiping off the ketchup on the tip of the five juvenile noses, and the little face painted with oil and sauce was restored to whiteness little by little in his hands. It was obviously a very daily action, but it made people He felt immensely healed.

"Wash your hands too~" Hagiwara Kenji carried his small body to the bathroom.

"Hey, can't you be as cute and cute as your younger brother?!" Matsuda Jinhei looked at the back of the boy who was carrying Wujozhi to wash his hands, very jealous.

He can already imagine the cute and earnest appearance of the five children standing on tiptoe trying to reach the faucet.The guy in Yan Er will definitely fill his hands with hand sanitizer, his big hands are wrapped around his small hands, his soft hands seem to have no bones, and they need to be rubbed carefully like a penis, and the dense foam is constantly rubbed out by them , covering the entire palm.

Then in the clear water, a little bit was washed away.

Maybe that child will raise his head high, look at Kenji with his eyes shining in different colors, and then say in a honeyed voice, "Thank you brother~"

Teeth white!

Matsuda Jinpei felt as if his heart had been shot through by something invisible, it hurt and itched.

It hurts because I was not the one who carried him, and I couldn't be looked at by such a child with adoring eyes. I always feel that I have lost a trillion dollars. Hey!The itch was naturally itched to the softest place by the scene he imagined.

The non-existent father's love suddenly appeared!

"Huh?" Although they are [-]% similar, Gojo Satoru, who has a stinky fart, not only can't act like a baby, but his stabbing skills are world-class. thing?"

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

Gojo Wujou, who finished the meal, acted as if nothing had happened, but there was still a sense of ritual after the meal. Throwing the chopsticks away, Gojo Wujo nodded his chin slightly and said, "Paper towels."

Matsuda Jinpei: "You stinky brat! Do you really think I'm your servant?!" He cursed and threw the whole pack of tissues to Gojo Satoru.

After watching the cartoon and eating the meal, Gojo Satoru said to Gojo Zhi, "Zhi-chan, we're going home."

It gets dark early in winter, but before five o'clock, the orange-red clouds in the sky dimmed, and the light entering the police station was so dim that we couldn't see each other's expressions clearly.

"Crack!" The light came on.

Hagiwara Kenji's gaze collided with Gojo's, and the eyes that were brimming with joy just now had darkened and dimmed like the sky outside.

The five childish and slender eyelashes trembled, let go of Kenji Hagiwara's hand, and ran towards Gojo Satoru without hesitation.

Little fingers held Wujo Wu's hand, and the corners of her lips curled up like a satisfied kitten, leaning against Wujo Wujo's side clingingly.

It was getting late, and the children wanted to go home. This kind of thing couldn't be more normal. Although this was the police station, there was no reason to stop the children from going home.

However, he knows the truth.

"Kenji and I will take you back." Matsuda Jinpei threw Kenji's scarf to him, and stepped out of the police station door with his long legs. Are you playing on the street with your brother?"

Gojo Satoru, who was guessed in his mind, "cut" annoyed.

Matsuda Jinping squatted down and reached out to the two children: "Let's go, I'll take you to play, and when you are scolded by your parents later, you will have an excuse."

Wujo Wu was stunned for a moment, and Wujo Zhi opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

"Aren't you going to sell us?" Gojo Wujo said viciously, "If you dare to think wrongly about Zhichan, I'll kill you!"

In the next second, his head was rubbed violently.

"Hmm!" The limitless automatic defense didn't take effect on this kind of action that didn't cause any damage at all, and the dry and strong palm touched his hair without any hindrance.

Matsuda Jinpei proudly evoked a very nasty smile, to be honest, he had wanted to do this a long time ago!

Wutiao's hair looks very good, but he is too timid, Matsuda Jinhei dare not make a move at all, for fear that this timid and introverted child will stress him, so it will be even more difficult to get in touch with him next time. It's difficult.

But Wujo Wu's hair, he is determined to get it!

This brat deserves a beating!

"Wow~ It's so much softer than it looks!" Matsuda Jinpei was amazed.

Different from Wutiaozhi's soft cat hair, Wutiao Wu's hair is like a rebellious little hedgehog, fiercely sticking out in all directions, and it is full of not to be messed with when you look at it.But Matsuda Jinpei just has a stubbornness that refuses to admit defeat. This brat is such a stinky fart, even if he is pierced dozens of holes, he will try hard!

Matsuda Jinpei: I want to be reluctant.JPG

However, it was only after getting started that the child's hair was unexpectedly soft.

In just a short while, the sky had completely darkened. Perhaps because he got used to the sunglasses and the dim light, Matsuda Jinpei found that the expression on Gojo Satoru's face was relaxed for a moment.

The rebellious arrogance on his face completely disappeared, and the softened eyebrows and eyes even had an extremely gentle warmth.

The one who said "Is there really a need for this world to exist?" is actually just an ignorant child.

"Bad, scoundrel!" Hitting his body with fists like tickles, the blushing little thing fiercely punched and kicked several of his huge monsters, "Let go of my brother! Big villain!"

The little thing is very fierce, using both hands and feet, punching and kicking, if it is not for the hard black jeans that Matsuda Jinping wears, maybe he will bite on them with his hard little milk teeth.

"Pfft." Matsuda Jinpei was amused by his nasty look, obviously so small, obviously so weak, but so brave.

Holding his head with one hand, he easily fixed the little thing in place, but Gojoji who was immersed in the world of "rescue brother" did not realize this, he tried hard to recall the fighting Pokémon Meng's moves, enhanced punches, cross chops, explosive punches, hell rolls, flying knee kicks, roundabout kicks...

Although he was chanting the names of the skills one by one, Gojo Nao, who had no skills, could only punch and kick unpretentiously.

"Huh...huh..." Wujo Zhi, who was immersed in his own world, didn't even realize that his fists and feet fell on Matsuda Jinpei's body after a few blows.

But the physical exertion is real.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Wujo Zhi wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a firm look at Wujo Wu, closed his eyes and shouted: "Please! Fatty, please lend me your strength!"

"Super Explosive Hell Fist—"

Baibai's little fist finally failed to miss this time, but Matsuda Jinping didn't even shed any blood.

"...Ah, I'm dead..." Under Kenji Hagiwara's mad wink, Matsuda Jinpei staggered back a few steps, then fell limply. In order to be realistic enough, he deliberately Tongue stuck out.

It can be said that the image of pool noodles is no longer needed.

Wujo Zhi: "!!!"

Gojoji looked at his fist in shock, then jumped up and down with Gojo Satoru and yelled excitedly: "Ni-chan Ni-chan! Did you see?! I won! My Super Explosive Hell Punch hit the Jidao Organization The boss of the Black Wings!"

Matsuda Jinpei: "???" Don't casually add the setting of an evil organization to people. He is a policeman. Is it really good to be given such a setting? !And if he had a good pool of noodles, why did he have to become the boss of an evil organization!

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes and said nonsense: "It's great, it's great, Zhichan has wiped out the evil organization that I can't even do anything about, it's quite reliable! The title of [Strongest Pillar] that protects world peace must be given to you. "

Wutiao Zhi was so excited that his face turned red, he bounced on the spot for several times before he managed to calm down, cleared his throat, and Wutiao Zhi asked the Black Wing Boss of the polar organization who couldn't put it down: "You have reformed yourself. Yet?"

Matsuda Jinpei: "..." Are you going to nod now?But isn't he [dead] already?

Seeing that he didn't reply for a long time, Wutiao Zhi was a little afraid that his super explosive hell fist would really kill him, and tears immediately flashed in his eyes: "What about Ni-chan? Do you want to destroy the corpse?"

Matsuda Jinping suddenly lied to the corpse: "Hey! Rescue again!"

Wujozhi: "!!!" Wujozhi hid behind Wujo Wu carefully.

Matsuda Zhenping said with a dark face, "Come here!"

Like five baby ostriches, they buried their heads behind Gojo Satoru.

Then a big hand lifted him up.

Wu Tiaozhi: "???" He looked like a kitten pinched by the back of his neck, with his eyes wide open, his face was helpless and pitiful.

"Ha!" Matsuda Jinpei pulled out a vicious face, looking at the little thing with no focus, tears rolling in his eyes in fear, as if he was about to drop a golden bean in a second.

"Are you happy?" He lowered his head slightly, his eyes were level with Wutiaozhi's. The light from the signboard of the police station shone on him, and Wutiaozhi was slightly dazed by his loose but focused eyes.

Matsuda Jinhei was tall, at least for Gojoji, and the short jacket and black jeans made his long legs even taller.In the eyes of girls, the screaming good figure has become a "giant" full of oppression in the eyes of the short Wujo.

The black clothes and pants, the wildly grown black curly hair, the cool-looking sunglasses, the tall stature, and the unfriendly demeanor around him made Wutiaozhi very scared.

However, after the back collar was raised to the same level as him, the oppressive feeling brought by the height seemed to disappear.

Perhaps because he had "defeated" the opponent with his own power, Wujozhi's fear of him had dissipated a lot.

I haven't gotten along with such a young child, but Matsuda Jinpei is unexpectedly patient, and his loose and ruffian style makes him not look like a good person, but...

"Happy." Wutiao Zhixiao replied, with gleams in Wanwan's brows and eyes, "Thank you, Brother Boss."

"..." Before they had time to rejoice over their finally closer relationship, Matsuda Jinping was pulled back from heaven to reality by this weird name.

Forget it, let's suck cats!Matsuda Jinpei gave up on building a good relationship with him before going any further, ignoring Wujou's struggles, buried his face in the soft and warm neck of the child and rubbed it fiercely several times: "I was beaten to death by you once Ah, as a kitten with feline virtue, it’s okay to give me a kiss, right?”

Then Matsuda Jinpei's head was pushed away, and then an even more unpleasant voice sounded: "Hey! What are you going to do to other people's younger brother? You super big hentai!"

Unlike Wutiao's weak and weak fists, which made people wonder if his ribs were cracked and hit him with great force, Wujo Satoru snatched Wutiao from him, like a big cat with a strong sense of territoriality, first Buried his head on the cute O Doudou's body and rubbed it several times, then glared at Matsuda Zhenping viciously, the little tiger's teeth flashed coldly: "Kill you!"

Wutiaozhi was in a daze the whole time. As a kitten with feline virtues, he was already used to the behavior of his brother hentai, so Matsuda Jinhei's behavior of sucking cats in public did not attract his attention.

After threatening Matsuda Jinpei, Gojo Satoru launched a new round of cat moral education to Gojo Zhi: "I'm your brother, so Zhichan can hug and kiss her, even if her face gets red, but because it's Ernie Sauce, so don't worry!"

"You're the hentai! What terrible things have you instilled in him! It's not good to develop like this! For your healthy growth, big brother decided! Such a cute little cat, of course-"

"I'm not a kitten!"

"Huh?! I'm Zhichan's favorite Oni-chan! Zhichan is so cute, of course he should be loved by his brother! It's you! An adult man in his twenties is still acting like a baby to a kitten, so why don't you Won't you be ashamed?!"

Wutiaozhi retorted: "I'm not a kitten!"

"Cats like kittens are too childish for elementary school students, but they are just right for a sane adult like me. What do you know about a child!"

Wutiaozhi was about to cry in anger: "I'm not a kitten!"

The battle between Gojo Satoru and Matsuda Jinpei was on the verge of breaking out. The two vicious big cats meowed harshly at each other without showing any weakness. It was unknown where Gojo Zhi's weak retort was thrown.

"Our Zhichan is so cute, we're not kittens." Kenji Hagiwara, who didn't join in the scolding, squatted down, and gently wiped away the tears that were so angry that tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Kenji Hagiwara, who has half-long hair, has a sentimental and ruthless prodigal temperament, which makes him naturally attractive to women.For children, it may be difficult to understand such a temperament, but the gentle and gentle facial features can always make people feel more favorable.

Wutiao Zhi gently leaned his head on his shoulder, sniffed and complained angrily: "Ignore Nijiang! Ignore the boss!"

"Okay, let's ignore them." Hagiwara Kenji stole the house effortlessly.

The following three-day holiday was to celebrate the Emperor's birthday, but it happened to coincide with Christmas, so the meaning of the festival, which was useless and had no commercial value, was forgotten.

The entire street was filled with red and white Christmas decorations, and it was as lively as if the whole world was celebrating the arrival of Santa Claus.

"Second brother Yan, why do you like Santa Claus so much?" Why is everyone's wish fulfilled, why is he the only one hated?

And, it's not jealousy, it's just, just a little bit lost.

Want to be liked, want to be liked by everyone.That's all.

Hagiwara Kenji was troubled in his heart, how should he tell him that Santa Claus does not exist in the world?Because there is no Santa Claus, everyone can freely look forward to such an old man quietly coming to their home on Christmas Day and putting down gifts.

After all—if there is a Santa Claus, isn't it a housebreaking criminal? !And she's still a pervert who snoops on privacy!He is about to be arrested!

Most importantly, the only people who believe in Santa Claus are children who look forward to gifts and are satisfied with "I got a gift so I'm a good boy".

But this kind of reason cannot be told to children!

"Because of the surprise." Hagiwara Kenji showed a mysterious smile, "I made a wish silently in my heart, and then woke up the next day to find that what I wanted appeared on the bedside, wouldn't it be a pleasant surprise?"

Wujo Zhi struggled to digest his words: "Surprise...?"

For Wujozhi, Santa Claus is like a reliable old man, providing him with a mature template, "Ah, so people will like it this way," Wujozhi couldn't help thinking.

"What's the surprise?"

Kenji Hagiwara: "..." He was really caught by the question. For adults, the word "surprise" does not need to be explained at all, but for a six-year-old child... well, it is indeed a bit difficult.

He tried his best to recall the explanation of this word in the Chinese textbook, but failed, the memory was too long, and he couldn't remember it at all!

"Has Zhijiang ever received a gift?" He was going to use a practical example as an explanation.

Wujozhi nodded: "Nijiang gives me a birthday present every year. When I wake up in the morning, there will be a gift from Nichan next to my pillow!" Wujozhi showed off to him, "This year, Nichan gave me a big fat boy." Movie, I like it so much! I didn't expect it!"

"That's it!" Kenji Hagiwara thought Gojo Satoru had taken him to a movie as a birthday present, and didn't think too much, "You didn't tell Gojo-chan what gift you want, but Gojo-chan still gave you the gift you like. The moment you see the gift, the happy mood is called 'surprise'!"

Wutiao Zhi opened his eyes wide, and recalled carefully how he felt when he saw the big movie of Fat Ding. The sense of happiness and satisfaction surged up together with a trace of inexplicable sourness. In addition to the pure sweet satisfaction, that small but The unbearable sourness made him want to cry.

Difficult, but happier.

Wutiao Zhi didn't quite understand where the sourness came from, but at this moment, he thought of it ignorantly - it was touch and surprise.

"Ah, Ni Jiang has been paying attention to me, he always knows what I want, so happy!"

Because I was so happy, my eyes and nose were so sore that I wanted to cry!

"I understand!" Wutiaozhi figured this out, nodded solemnly, and wrote down all the feelings called "surprise"!

He is always asking others if they want to make a wish, and the object of the wish always tells him his price and wish without reservation.

fundamental!No surprises at all!

So, even if the wish is fulfilled, even if you experience the happiness after the wish is fulfilled, but because of the lack of surprises, do you not like him?

learnt!

Hagiwara Kenji quietly glanced at Gojo's childish and serious expression, he was obviously an ignorant child, but he made such an expression with such a cute face - I really want to kiss him!

Although he had a stern face of an old pedant, his movements and eyes betrayed him.

The small hand was held by Hagiwara Kenji, and the big and strong hand felt safe, so Gojo Ji began to act unscrupulously.

He swung his short arms like a swing, jumping in two steps at a time, shaking Hagiwara Kenji like a helpless small boat on the sea.

"Go here!" He happily stepped on the tiles of the roadside flower bed, which was less than five centimeters wide, even for his little feet, it was quite a narrow "road".

Because the other side was a bush with many fallen leaves, he hesitated for a while and let go of Gojo Satoru's hand, and stepped on it happily.

Kenji Hagiwara, who is very gentlemanly towards girls, turned into a caring dad, holding his hand well to prevent him from falling, and leaving enough space for him to play by himself.

Gojo Satoru: "???" Although the side of the bush happens to be his hand, can't you give me time to change the side? !

I'm so angry!

"Hey, what's going on with your little boy?" Gojo Gojo poked Matsuda Jinpei's waist unwillingly with a smirk on his face, "He's a seducer-abductor-criminal who has reached the full level of his skills. Why? Why did the relationship with Ji-chan become so good all of a sudden?"

Matsuda Jinhei's eyelids were drooping, his face was tired, and his expression was not good-looking. He had the same stinky face as Gojo Satoru, and he looked like a brother with a big age difference: "Kenji has been like this since he was a child. No matter who he is, he always looks like this. We quickly developed a good relationship with him."

"Zhijiang is not such a casual child!" Gojo Satoru said angrily, "He has liked me the most since he was a child!"

The five juveniles in front were jumping happily under the protection of Hagiwara Kenji, and he walked through a short flower bed, only separated by a height of six centimeters, and he also tried to take a deep breath.

"Jump down, don't be afraid, Brother Kenji is here." Kenji Hagiwara encouraged him, as if the two-meter-long abyss in front of him was a huge obstacle that was not an easy difficulty for adults.

Wujo Zhi adjusted the angle, put his feet together, and his different-colored pupils flashed the formula calculation of a schoolmaster: "I'm going to jump~"

Hagiwara Kenji stretched out his arms and got ready.

Wujo Zhi jumped out vigorously, his small body was like a spring, and bounced into Hagiwara Kenji's arms with a "baji".

"It's amazing! You have overcome such a difficult hurdle! Zhichan, you have the potential to become an athlete and win a gold medal in the Olympics!"

"Really?" Wujo Zhi felt that he had just jumped a small "obstacle", which was not considered great, but Hagiwara Kenji kept praising him.

"Of course! I'm in Zhichan's grade, but I can't do the amazing things here!"

Wujo Zhi had never been praised so much before, so he couldn't help blushing, but even more couldn't help being happy: "Hey~" He buried his face in Hagiwara Kenji's arms and laughed secretly.

Gojo Satoru performed the double standard to the extreme, staring at Hagiwara Kenji with blue eyes, pushing all the faults on him.

Matsuda Jinpei also stared at Hagiwara Kenji with blazing eyes, wishing to burn him to ashes on the spot.

Gojo Satoru: "Bah! White lotus!"

Matsuda Jinpei: "Bah! Green tea!"

At this moment, the two domineering demon kings who disliked each other tacitly reached an agreement.

And Kenji Hagiwara, who was enjoying Maomao's active posting, didn't care at all, and even issued a proud provocation.

"Hey~"

Gojo Satoru and Matsuda Jinpei clenched their fists at the same time.