I used 300 JPY to catch up with my parents

For the sake of Fuxi's young age, Fu Heisher didn't directly swear.

"There is no one stronger than Mr. Fuhei here. I can see the magic power attached to the paper flower, but my speed is too slow to catch up."

Physical strength is always a shortcoming, and you can only find a "mount".

Although this mount is not very willing.

Fuxi lowered her eyelashes, staring at the hair on the top of Fuhesher's head.

The man's hair was thick and thick, and the strands of hair did not resemble the sharp character of the master, and they brushed the back of her hand softly and obediently.

a little itchy.

She couldn't help reaching out and touching it.

...It feels better than Osamu Dazai's hair.

"Be good, be good." She couldn't help but said softly.

"Are you petting the dog?"

In order not to be touched by her, Fu Heisher shook his head vigorously.

After dumping, he realized that he was very naive, what kind of rivalry did he have with a kid.

Fuxi patted his head: "Turn right, go faster."

……

Finally, they stopped at the entrance of a secluded nursing home.

Fuheshier ripped Fuxi off her neck and put her on the ground - she really wanted to throw her, but that would probably break her bones.

"That kid's body should be hiding here."

Fu Heisher touched his chin, "Is this the territory of Gaozhuan?"

"I don't know, it should be." Fuxi is completely unfamiliar with Gaozhuan, she speculated, "Xingji can't move independently, he manipulates things like curse bones to steal flowers, because of the sky and the curse, his The spells and spells are very powerful."

"Is it as strong as you?"

"It's impossible to be stronger than me." Fuxi is not modest, "He is only five years old, and the spells can't play with the mind and eyes. I can kill him, but he can't kill me."

——Isn’t this bullying the small with the big?

"There are guards coming over. It is estimated that our sneaky appearance was captured by surveillance. Mr. Fu Hei's expression should be more friendly, by the way. Do you have a criminal record in Gao Zhuan?"

"...Of course there is a criminal record. I killed their people."

Fu Heisher touched his shoulder, habitually wanting to take the magic tool, only then remembered that in order to let Fuxi ride on his head, he didn't bring a weapon arsenal.

Forget it, it's no problem to hit directly.

As soon as he clenched his fist, Fuxi grabbed his wrist: "No need to hit, I have a more convenient way."

"Who are you?"

The guard walked in their direction.

Fuxi's so-called more trouble-free way is to punch her lungs directly.

"Cough cough cough-"

Immediately coughed up blood.

Fu Heisher was dumbfounded, and didn't even have a chance to stop it.

... She went crazy and even used herself.

"Will I die, Shier?" She covered her mouth with one hand, and grabbed Fu Heisher's sleeve with the other, turning into a dramatist, with a pitiful tone, "I don't want to die, I don't want to leave you alone in the world. "

When the guards rushed over, they saw a girl coughing up blood and a man with a strange expression. He was moved by Fuxi's terrified expression and the blood on his face, and his sympathy surged. He hurriedly said, "Hurry up and take her to Dr. Ling Cang. Second floor! Hurry up!"

"understood."

Fu Heisher understood that there was nothing wrong with Fuxi, she had a lot of eyes and knew how to act, she would not play herself to death in this kind of place.

However, this lunatic, he needs to scold him.

"If you don't want to risk your life, why not inherit the inheritance now, and pay me the one billion dollars that are due to me."

After Fuxi rinsed her mouth in the sink, she said solemnly: "I use the optimal solution."

"Bullshit is the best solution." Fu Heisher said disdainfully, "You call it self-mutilation."

"Self-mutilation is an act of venting emotions without practical significance, but it is meaningful for me to do so." Fuxi disagreed with his words, "We came in safely at the smallest cost."

Fu Heisher almost laughed angrily, "Self-mutilation is self-mutilation, is there any point in dividing?"

"At that time, we had already been discovered. In that case, if you were found to be a magician killer, we would probably cause unnecessary trouble. The best way to reassure them is you or me , Someone came to show weakness."

Mori Ogai told Fuxi that everyone has a psychology of pity for the weak, which is a paradoxical symbiosis with the psychology of bullying the weak.

There is a huge difference in appearance between her and Fuhesher, and it would be more reasonable for her to do things that show weakness.

"...That's it, it will definitely not affect anything, and I know my body well." She was a little proud after the analysis, but Fu Heisher looked at her with a look of indifference.

He had never looked at her like that before.

Because it is not necessary.

"Mr. Sen, did you teach you as a machine from a young age?"

Hit the nail on the head.

Mori Ogai himself is the embodiment of reason, no different from an emotionless machine.

All his displayed characters, whether lolicon or sloppy, are the needs of the machine to adapt to the environment.

Fuxi was taught by him, and she has been influenced a lot in a subtle way.

Fu Heisher knows that he has an anti-social side, but Fuxi lacks humanity.

"Some things should be said by your own parents, not me."

But the poor father, the young man hanging on the wall on the fourth floor of the villa, has long been buried in the time of more than ten years ago.

Parenthood is perhaps the trickiest gamble in the world, and it's doomed to lose money.

Exhausting his whole life and painstaking efforts may not be able to get the child's understanding at all.

On the way to raise children, Fu Heisher himself is also a half deserter.

"The body is your own. If you don't take it seriously, no doctor, no matter how good you are, can't cure your brain damage."

He remembered that not long ago, Fuxi pretended to peel an apple for him, telling him that good health was the greatest happiness (or mocking him).

But now she is doing something contrary to what she said.

One day, with a knife in hand, all the double-standard dogs in the world will be slaughtered - cross it out, and all the little devils will be slaughtered.

Fuxi lowered her head and didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing her drooping head in frustration, Fu Heisher wondered if he was too lenient.

"Don't do such things in the future." His tone became a little lighter, "It's not that I can't get in... Even if I don't fight, I can get in."

Just work harder.

Fuxi tilted her head to look at him: "Really? Are you bragging?"

"If I'm bragging, I'll lose every horse bet in the future—"

Wait a minute, why on earth did he swear such a poisonous oath for her.

How old is she?

Fuheshier was lost in thought.

Fuxi's eyes slowly widened, and then she laughed.

"This is the first time anyone has said that to me."

Mori Ogai comforted her, no matter how badly she was injured, as long as Yosano Akiko was around, she could be cured.

So again and again, she used spells to remove the unsightly evidence and opponents for him.

Osamu Dazai asked her if she wanted to die together, he was more mourned than most people.

Most of the bondage that Zenyuan Naoya set with her included death, for example, when he died, she had to be buried with him.

There is only one Fuheshier, telling her not to sacrifice herself at the expense of self-harm, don't care about the optimal solution of bullshit, he said he will find a way.

"Thank you, Mr. Fuhei, for your concern."

"Listen, what I care about is your money." Fuheshier felt the need to explain, "After two months, you have to pay me."

"it is good."

Even if it is for money, those words are extremely touching.

Fuxi quickly found the ward.

The ward was located in the basement of the sanatorium, where no light could get in.

Can't hear anything either.

The owner seemed to know that they would come, and when Fuxi was still studying the correct way to unlock the door, the door opened automatically.

There was very dim lighting inside, almost fluorescent.

"Little devil, you are the one who has been stealing—"

As soon as Fu Heisher stepped into the ward, he was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him.

Even though he was used to seeing all kinds of scenes and would no longer have emotional ups and downs over irrelevant things, seeing this scene made waves in his heart.

A boy whose body was covered with bandages, inserted with tubes, and soaked in potions looked at them expressionlessly.

This child was very thin, even though he was five years old, he looked younger than Fu Heihui.

He held the pansy in his left hand and a pen in his mouth, struggling to write something on the paper.

No right hand, nothing below the knee.

This is the sky and the curse that are completely opposite to him, exchanging a healthy body for spells and spell power.

"What are you writing?" Fuxi walked over.

The boy didn't avoid her, and generously showed her: "A letter to my mother."

Every day he picks the most beautiful flower with a small controllable mechanical pill, sends it to his mother, and encloses a letter.

Although it is a letter, but because he can't write, he can only draw a heart, and then fill it with a pencil.

"I'll return this to you." The boy suddenly put down the pen, "I won't give it away."

Fuxi did not refuse, and took the pansy: "Your mother is looking for you, she wants to see you."

The boy shook his head: "I have already told her that I am dead."

"What do you mean?" Fuheshier narrowed his eyes, "Is this your wish?"

"It's my own wish. The teachers in the college have also persuaded me, but I have already made up my mind." The boy sniffed, "I don't know how to read yet. I asked the doctor to check it for me. My parents are now It is the best childbearing age, and they can have a healthy child. It doesn’t matter if it’s a boy or a girl, as long as it’s healthy.”

Fu Heisher blew on the bangs on his forehead, and muttered, "You're such a big kid, you're worrying about having a second child for your parents."

"Otherwise? Are you guarding a waste like me?" The boy suddenly became agitated. He tried to sit up straight, but because he couldn't move below the waist, he tossed several times and fell over, splashing the red on his face. Nutrient solution, looking very embarrassed, "Look, what else can I do for a waste that can't even get out of this tank?"

——You work hard, life will get better.

…If you work harder, can you grow legs and hands?

——You have strong spells and spells.

... small children would not expect such a thing.

Neither Fuheshier nor Fuxi could think of any words to comfort him.

The language is too pale, and their experience, in front of such a child, cannot be put on the table.

"My parents have been very unlucky for giving birth to me, and I am also very unlucky." The boy finally shed tears, "so it is enough to let me be unlucky alone, and they will soon forget about me..."

It's only been five years, even if you don't want to let go, as long as you have a new child, the old sorrow will slowly dilute.

The boy named Yokokichi already knew this truth well.

"I have a question." Fuxi asked calmly, "Since you decided to make her forget about you, why did you send flowers? If you don't send flowers, she won't be suspicious."

The boy seemed to be stopped by the question, and then became emotional, his lips trembling.

Like a student who was caught by the teacher for cheating on an exam, he was ashamed and angry.

"I--"

"You obviously don't want to be forgotten by her."

So contradictory.

One side is despair, the other side is hope.

The boy broke down and wailed at this sentence, and the crying alarmed the siren.

Before the guards and doctors arrived, Fu Heisher had already picked up Fuxi and walked out the door.

Neither of them looked back.

Fu Heisher heard Xingji sobbing and reciting poems.

He has always hated words, but he only listened to this poem once, and he remembered most of it.

[I have a dream.

I want to plant a garden for the world.

Then colorful flowers bloomed in the garden.

But I have no legs to go there.

There are no hands to dig the earth.

I can't bask in the sun yet.

I also finally know,

There are no flowers of seven colors in the world. ]

The author says:

The next chapter will be very funny, and I decided to use the "enthusiastic and kind" Shier to solve other people's unsatisfactory families. ?