Jujutsu Kaisen: I have a Gardevoir

On such occasions, the only one who could say such words would be Gojo Satoru.

Not only did he say that, but he also put his arms around Fushiguro Megumi's neck with a Thunder Plow Hot Knife and smiled directly at the awakened Fushiguro Shir:

You don't think it's easy to get rid of the Chanyuan family, do you? No way~ No way~ No way~

You are - Gojo...Satoru. Fushihei Shi'er's eyes narrowed.

That's right, it's the powerful and invincible Gojo Satoru. He's also the one who killed you and plans to kill you a second time. Gojo Satoru is the best at rubbing salt into wounds.

So what if you are invincible, you just died in my hands once. Others are afraid of Gojo Satoru, but I am not afraid. The two of them are in a relationship where they have killed each other once.

I almost died. Who told you to just stab my throat and not chop off my head?

Gojo Satoru talked about the past, enjoying the surprised looks of the students. This was the most thrilling battle in his life, but it was a pity that because of Fushiguro Megumi's resistance, he never had the chance to say it, but now he has been caught.

If you don't accept it, let's fight again. All your equipment is here except for the 'Tennibo'.

Gojo Satoru waved his hand, and Domineering Panda, Onion Ranger, and Wan Li loosened their grip and walked back.

At the same time, an invisible repulsive force swept across Fushiguro Megumi's shoulders, sending the ugly treasure into Shi'er's hands.

Shi'er took it skillfully and raised it even more skillfully: Oh, Choubao, long time no see, you are alive too.

Choubao stuck out his tongue and licked Shi'er's cheek affectionately. He was much more affectionate than his young master Hui and his new master Maki.

Mingli was 100% sure that that cry he had never heard before was Dad.

Mingli almost couldn't hold back her desire to complain.

They all say that Chou Bao is Shi'er's biological son. When we saw him today, it turned out to be true.

It was the same thing just now, Fushiguro Megumi yelled to no avail, Choubao ran over, and Jin Er woke up.

Although seriously speaking, it should be the appearance of familiar existences that awakened Shi'er's physical memory, but it looked really inconsistent.

The cliffhanger about Megumin throwing it aside and sleeping with Choubao in her arms is true.

Considering that this reality was too shocking and inappropriate, Mingli just held back and let the complaints linger in her stomach.

I'm not Gojo Satoru, who never knows how to read the air.

I'm standing strong in this wave, go ahead and beat Gojo Satoru!

It's a pity that Jin'er didn't become a spell master killer as Ming Li thought. He made no mistakes in judging the strength of the enemy and ourselves. The only misjudgment that was influenced by emotions occurred with Gojo Satoru, which ultimately led to his death.

Forget it, I couldn't kill you even though I tried all my methods before, and it's even more impossible to do it now. Besides, I don't really care about Hui's last name. Whether it's Fushiguro or Gojo, as for Zenyuan... it's the worst. Choose.

Although I have inherited the technique, my life should not be too bad, but the atmosphere there is still too stinky, and I might become the kind of person I hate the most - the girl over there, you should be my kind. , in various senses.

Naturally referring to Zen Yuan Maki, she nodded: Yes, brother Shi'er. I have completely severed ties with the Zen Yuan family. From a blood perspective, I am the daughter of Zen Yuan Fan.

Fushiheji smiled slightly: I see, it doesn't look like I have followed my old path, which is great. Although I may not be qualified to say this, I still ask you to take more care of Hui.

I will, we are companions. Maki said truthfully.

Thank you, then I have nothing to miss.

Daddy!!!

Hearing this, Fushiguro Megumi couldn't help but turned around.

Mingli was right, it wasn't that he really had no expectations for his father, he just didn't dare to have them.

And now, my father finally responded.

With his intelligence, how could he not hear the hidden meaning of the conversation between his father and Gojo Satoru.

Why would you sell yourself to a Zen monk? Because the Zen Yuan family believes in the supremacy of martial arts, it is better to ignore the ethos of the entire family than to follow a trashy father who is heartbroken.

Why was he entrusted to Gojo Satoru again? Because in the last mission, he saw the core of Gojo Satoru hidden under the madness. He was a good person with more humanity than the mainstream magicians.

If he is willing to accept Hui, he will be a better choice than the Zen Yuan family.

Facts have proved that this is indeed the case. Shi'er, who had always done wrong things, made the most correct decision before he died.

The child grew up well and became a good person like his mother. Wu Tiao Wu was indispensable for all this.

There is nothing wrong with just taking the Gojo surname. Fushiguro's surname is not his own anyway.

Seeing the child's excitement, Fuheisher's expression became softer:

Don't make such an expression. You don't think I'm a good father after saying this. I know best what kind of scumbag I am. Don't be nostalgic for me. Live well. That's the most important thing. of.

As for me...if there is an afterlife, I should be with your mother. Although she will be angry if she fails to take good care of you when you promise her to take good care of you, she is a hopelessly good person and will always find a way. In this regard, the bad guys always take advantage.

No, idiot.

Fushiguro Megumi entered the arrogant state again, but just turned her head, turned back, and met her father's half-smiling eyes.

I have something else to ask you, auntie... do you know where Tsumeki's mother is?

Fuheishier turned his eyes and saw his stepdaughter who was standing a little further away: You said her, she didn't go to you... It's not surprising. To some extent, she is a worse person than me. ——Tsumiki, don’t be angry if I say this, I don’t have much time and I may return to the previous state at any time.”

Tsumeki nodded calmly. She knew exactly what kind of scumbag her biological mother was: I just want to know if she is still alive.

I don't know the details, but with her ability, she shouldn't die that easily. Maybe she can live happily in the beautiful country.

If she is not such a woman, Fuheishier will not marry her - the last bottom line of this prodigal and scumbag is not to harm a good family.

I understand, thank you, Uncle Shi'er. Jinmeiji nodded for the second time.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I haven't heard this word of thanks for a long time. It's me who should thank you, thank you for taking care of Hui, and Gojo Satoru. With you here, I can really rest assured, then, goodbye .”

While speaking, Fushiguro skillfully pulled out the special magic tool Wandering Cloud from Choubao's belly, and put the Choubao back on Fushiguro Megumi's shoulder.

Fushiguro Kei felt something in her heart and gritted her teeth: Dad!

But the speed of Heaven and Tyrant was so fast that Fushiguro Megumi had no time to stop him. Fushiguro Shijir had already swung the three-section stick with his backhand, and the head of the stick hit him hard on the head.

The effect of Wandering Cloud is that the greater the arm strength, the greater the increase in lethality. With such a small arm strength, if the stick is struck down, the whole head will be blown away, and not even the whole body will be left.

Even so, Shi'er still controlled the intensity so that all the scattered blood would be dispersed toward the back without splashing the child at all, as if he wanted to fulfill his father's duties in the end.

It’s just the practice itself——

Fushiguro Megumi closed his eyes and covered his face with his hands to prevent others from seeing his expression at the moment:

If you want to die, don't die in front of me, damn daddy.

At this moment, he finally understood the meaning of favor - not a ridiculous reason that could be used by both men and women, but a favor, a great favor given to the Zen monastery.