Chapter 34, Chapter 1: Was she really three years old?
With a swift and decisive strike, Fukuro Shinobu finished off the cursed spirit. He put away his weapon, took out his phone, and sent a message to Gojo Satoru: "Solved."
Wu Tiao Wu replied quickly: OK~ Thanks for your hard work~ I'll have someone transfer the money to you right away.
Several years after the Astral Matter Incident, Gojo Satoru discovered Fushiguro Jinji, an incredibly useful sorcerer killer.
With Fuhe Shen'er's strength, even the tasks of a special-grade cursed spirit can be completely handed over to him. In other words, a guy who is perfectly suited to help him and Je share the tasks has been born!
From then on, Gojo Satoru started placing orders with Fushiguro Jinji, asking him to do missions for him.
As for the money? Just transfer the task fee issued by the director's department directly to Fuheshen'er according to the agreed price.
Honestly, such a useful tool, yet those rotten oranges above are all so arrogant, unwilling to admit how strong it is.
Don't think he doesn't know; probably half of the assassination jobs for sorcerers that Fuheshener took on before were related to those rotten oranges.
On the one hand, they secretly use each other, and on the other hand, they are too embarrassed to admit each other's strength. They are a bunch of old fogies with their heads full of outdated and pedantic ideas.
As for Fukuro Jinji, he had no objection to taking on single-target killing of cursed spirits from Gojo Satoru, and was even quite happy to take on Gojo Satoru's orders.
On the one hand, cursed spirits are much easier to kill than cursed sorcerers. The former generally don't have much brains and can be easily overpowered by sheer strength.
On the other hand, Gojo Satoru, the boss, is always very generous with his pay.
Moreover, Gojo Satoru always seemed to want to overthrow those old fogies.
As someone despised by the Zen family, Fushiguro Jinji actually harbored some resentment towards Gojo Satoru, who possessed exceptionally high innate talent. However, deep down, he also felt a sliver of anticipation—
If, if Gojo Satoru really does one day overthrow all those high and mighty guys, the expressions on their faces will be quite interesting, right?
Fushiguro Jinji was somewhat maliciously eager to see that scene, so he was happy to see Gojo Satoru being hired by the General Manager's Office with their money.
Firstly, the tasks assigned to Gojo Satoru were usually things that other sorcerers couldn't handle, but he, this "useless" guy, solved them, which was undoubtedly a slap in the face to those high and mighty sorcerers.
Secondly, Gojo Satoru made no attempt to conceal the fact that he had given the General Manager's money to Fushiguro Jinji, and even brought it up in front of the Zenin family on several occasions, which Fushiguro Jinji was quite pleased with.
In short, since the two reached a consensus on making things difficult for the management team and others, their cooperative relationship can be considered relatively stable.
Fukushiro knew that in many people's eyes he had become a member of the Five Factions, but he didn't care. He just didn't want to see those guys too happy.
Putting his phone back in his pocket, Fuheshen turned to leave.
But just then, he heard a scream coming from above—
"Aaaaaaah... Help me, aaaaaaah..."
It sounds like a child.
Fuheshchen himself didn't really want to get involved in this kind of thing. Even though the other party landed right on his head, he simply calmly took a step back.
If this continues, the child who appeared out of nowhere will crash straight into the ground in front of him.
However, as the child landed in front of him, Vöhsør caught sight of the child's face with his incredibly sharp eyes.
With a sudden contraction in his pupils, Fu Heishen reached out and grabbed the other person, even taking unusual care to help the other person slow down the acceleration from falling from a great height.
"Ugh—" When she was grabbed and her collar tightened, Karin almost vomited.
But thankfully... I survived.
"Th-thank you..." She turned her head towards the person who had grabbed her, her eyes brimming with tears, then froze, blurting out, "Daddy, Daddy?"
Fuheshen looked at the child in his hand, whose features were almost identical to those of his deceased wife, and then heard the name the child blurted out. He subconsciously frowned.
When Karin saw him frown, she belatedly realized what was going on...
It seems she... is wearing it again.
She said, "How could someone just sit on the sofa and start falling endlessly? It's not a dream. Turns out, I've been transported again!!!"
Shit!
Although there's nothing to show her what she looks like now, she still knows that the image she had before sitting on the sofa was some kind of personal creation by her company president on a whim.
—Fushiguro Meiri, daughter of Fushiguro Megumi.
Seeing her father staring at her face with a frown, Karin Oriyuki didn't know exactly how much her face resembled Fushiguro Megumi and Fushiguro Jinji. But she knew she might need to explain why she had just blurted out "Daddy."
Ah...it seems there's no need to explain.
She frowned as well, and without any shyness, reached out and pinched Fu Heishen'er's cheek, asking, "Daddy, why do you look a little different?"
That's right! Pretending to have mistaken someone for someone else—that's the idea that Kiriyuki Karin came up with in a flash of inspiration!
But when she saw her little hand pinching Fukushiro's face, two thoughts were intertwined in Shiki Karin's mind.
One thought was: "Damn, why are my hands so small? Even smaller than Xia Youya's last time! How old am I this time anyway?"
Another one is: I actually pinched Daddy's face and he didn't throw me away. I really do look a lot like him! The kind of resemblance where you can tell at a glance that he's your own kid?
She even went so far as to tug at Fuheishen's hair, saying, "You straightened your hair too. Mom said you went on a mission, but did you secretly go and straighten your hair?"
Fuheishen: "..."
When Shiki Ayaka reached out her hand to his face, Fukushiro almost wanted to throw her away for a moment, but he held back.
The main reason is that the other person's face is just too similar to hers.
And now... Jinji Fushiguro, who had met Hiriki Ieiri before, probably figured out who the little brat's father was from what he said.
"Let go," Fuheshen said stiffly.
His tone should have been very stiff, but for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to be stiff when facing that face.
But asking him to soften and be gentle won't work either; he simply doesn't know how to do that, so the result is that he appears very stiff. To those who know him well, there's a strange awkwardness about him.
However, Karin Origami was not familiar with him, so she only sensed the unfriendly tone in her father's voice.
She obediently let go of her hand, not daring to truly challenge her father's authority.
This guy is a ruthless bastard who would beat his own son to death.
She kicked her short legs, which were floating in mid-air: "Daddy, can you put me down first? It's so uncomfortable like this."
Karin could feel that her speech was a little slurred, as if her tongue was not obeying her, which made her feel increasingly uneasy.
How old am I right now?
“I’m not your father,” Fuhe Shen’er said, then put Zhi Xueya Karin down. Zhi Xueya Karin stumbled and almost lost her balance, bumping her head on Fuhe Shen’er’s leg.
Damn it, Daddy, can't you be a little gentler?
She didn't know that Fuheshen was already being gentle enough; otherwise, he would have simply let go and let her fall to the ground.
Karin Origami: Wait...where did I just bump my head?
She looked up and saw her father's pocket, the curve of his pectoral muscles, and his nostrils as he looked down at her.
Zhixue Yahuali: "..."
Damn! I'm not even as tall as Daddy's crotch!?
How old am I anyway?!
Fuheshner looked down at the seemingly dim-witted little fellow, frowning as he asked, "Name?"
"Huh?" Karin, who was still thinking about how old she was, didn't hear what he said.
Fuheshchen felt that the little guy seemed even dumber now.
"Your name." He had to repeat it again.
“Ah,” Okiyuki Karin finally realized and replied, “Mingli, my name is Huhei, Fuhei Mingli.”
Damn it, her tongue really doesn't work!
Fuheshen: Well, this not-so-bright little guy really is one of their kind.
"Tsk." Fuheishen couldn't help but click his tongue.
It's a bit troublesome.
We can't just leave people here like this anymore.
Fuheishen stared at the tiny child and smirked, "Keep up."
He decided almost instantly where to take the child.
He gave it to Hui, his daughter, and took it with him.
Fuheshen'er barely even took care of his own cubs.
Come to think of it, it seems like he hasn't seen that kid Megumi in a long time. It's always Gojo Satoru sending him all sorts of photos, always those of him looking terrible and stupid after being beaten up by cursed spirits. Fushiguro Jinji just scoffs every time.
However, after taking a few steps, Fuheshen heard a splatter sound behind him.
When I turned around, the child had already fallen to the ground.
Karin Origami never expected to fall on flat ground, and at first she looked a little dazed. After a couple of seconds of stunned silence, pain shot through her hands and knees.
Upon closer inspection, she saw that her hands were scraped and bleeding. Her nose stung, and tears uncontrollably streamed down her face.
Okiyuki Karin herself felt inexplicably wronged and burst into tears.
Fuheishen: "..."
Half an hour later... a child with red eyes sat on Fuheshen'er's shoulder, with crooked bandages on his palms and knees.
Now, Shiki Ayaka is no longer afraid of Fukuro Shinji. Just now, the other party was clearly annoyed by her crying and looked like he wanted to throw her out, but he still treated her wounds with a sour face.
Origami Karin already knows that her current identity is likely a special attack against Fushiguro Jinji.
Although she didn't know why, could it be the legendary special affection between grandparents and grandchildren?
Anyway, after discovering that her daddy seemed to be quite tolerant of her, Karin became much bolder, even daring to grab Fukuro Shinji's head to steady herself when she realized she couldn't sit still.
Fu Heishen, whose eyes were suddenly covered by her: "..."
Fortunately, his senses are so sensitive that he can distinguish his surroundings without needing to see.
Fukugoro now found it utterly absurd. Several times he'd considered simply leaving Oriyuki Karin there, calling Fukugoro Megumi to pick her up—if she did, he'd be lucky; if the child was lost, he'd just consider it bad luck. But every time he saw Oriyuki Karin's face, he…
Ugh, annoying.
It was only after a moment that Yuki Aka realized she had covered Fukushiro's eyes, and she was so frightened that she quickly let go and instead pressed down on Fukushiro's head.
Fuheishen: "..."
This kid... isn't he a bit too bold?!
Just then, he heard a "gurgle" from behind his head.
Karin Origami touched her stomach and said naturally, "Daddy, I'm hungry."
Although Fushiguro Jinji had just stated that he wasn't her father, Karin Ooyuki continued to call him that. Otherwise, why would she follow him around so confidently? As Megumin's child, she shouldn't know Fushiguro Jinji.
Fuheshchen: "…………"
He remembered saying just now that he wasn't her father.
Ignoring what he was thinking, Yuki Ayaka pointed her little finger and said, "Daddy, I want to eat that."
Fuheishen ignored her and walked straight ahead, thinking he would quickly send the little brat to her father.
Zhixue Yahuali:?
Didn't you hear me? She seemed a little skeptical.
She tugged at Fu Heishen'er's hair and repeated, "Daddy, I'm hungry. I want to eat that."
Fuheshen still ignored her.
Karin Origami: Hmm... You forced me to do this.
After going through two different child personas, Karin Origami no longer felt the same shame about crying as she did at the beginning, so...
She opened her mouth: "Wow..."
Fuheishen: "..."
The vein on his forehead throbbed.
Three minutes later, the two entered the store.
Overjoyed that her wish had come true, Karin was just as happy as the grumpy face of Fukuro Jinji across from her. She couldn't tell if she was happy that she would soon be able to eat, or happy that Fukuro Jinji was so tolerant of her.
This happiness lasted until she realized she couldn't climb onto the chair.
The person opposite him, Fuheishen, chuckled, clearly mocking him.
Zhixue Yahuali: "..."
Damn it, is she even three years old?
Fortunately, although Fuhesh was mocking her, he still helped her lift her onto the chair.
It would be even better if he could help in a different way; being carried around like this... it's really hard on the neck.
"Thank you, Daddy, but could you please not lift me up next time? It's very uncomfortable."
Fuheshen ignored her; helping her was already a favor.
After thinking about it, Yuki Ayaka decided to let it go. She couldn't expect too much from her daddy; the fact that he hadn't just abandoned her was already a good thing.
As she shifted her position on the chair, Karin Ooyuki turned her head and saw her own reflection in the shop's glass.
She was suddenly dumbfounded.
Wait a minute, she doesn't look like Fushiguro Megumi or Fushiguro Jinji...
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Author's note: Sorry, I couldn't help but write a little too much, so I'm a bit late.
This time, the vest is the youngest one yet, specially designed to appease daddy, hehe.
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