flstandardbreds Chapter 386 You Should Call Me Uncle
Chapter 386 You Should Call Me Uncle
outside the hallway.
Megumi Fushiguro and Yuji Itadori stood at the door. After a brief, bewildered look at each other, neither of them spoke. They listened quietly to the noise inside.
Five minutes later, accompanied by the high-pitched female voice, their two unscrupulous teachers were ruthlessly kicked out.
The two were pushed and thrown out of the door, with their clothes' collars wrinkled, revealing red marks of being tightened - obviously left by someone pulling them up forcefully.
Fushiguro Shigeu and Kou Xiang walked out one after the other. He glanced downward without saying anything, but let out a mocking "humph" from his nose, and his gloating look was obvious.
So there were only two people left there.
Gojo Satoru reached out and buttoned up his torn shirt one by one, then he took out the sunglasses from his pocket and put them on his face.
Xia Yujie sighed lightly, held the perfume bottle, and slowly pushed down the lapel of his coat.
It was as if they were not the ones being scolded just now.
But Fushiguro Megumi just felt a headache.
Since Yuji Yushin had instructed "no eavesdropping", Fushiguro Shigekawa did not take them to the private room next door, but simply drove everyone to the end of the corridor and reopened two rooms.
He didn't know whether these two people were really stupid or just confident. After being kicked out in anger, they were still able to sit at the table calmly, eating the desserts and snacks that Sister Youxin had randomly selected from the menu half an hour ago.
To make an inappropriate analogy, it's really like a cat that makes a mess in the house and is thrown into a corner by its owner to reflect on its mistakes but still refuses to repent - it really deserves a beating.
On the table was a pitcher of sparkling grape juice, French fries, fried squid rings, baked sweet potatoes with cheese, and four complimentary boxes of double-skin milk.
Gojo Satoru casually held the bottle mouth, filled each cup after another, and then took a sip with satisfaction.
Not to mention Sister Youxin, even he felt unhappy just looking at it.
"Gojo-sensei, Geto-sensei," Fushiguro Megumi asked, "What exactly are you doing here today?"
"No matter how good-tempered Sister Youxin is, there has to be a limit, right?"
As a victim who had been persecuted since childhood, leaving aside the strange man who came out of nowhere, just looking at the chaotic scene he had just witnessed, he felt that these two people were too outrageous.
It wouldn't be surprising if he got beaten up twice more when he got back.
Gojo Satoru's hand holding the fork paused for a moment. Somehow, he had put the lemon slice on the plate that was used for flavoring into his mouth, and he looked annoyed.
He put down the cutlery in his hand and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window. Here he could see the thick trunk and branches, supporting the brocade-like flowers hanging down, and the emerald green leaves dotted in between.
"Hmm..." He leaned back on the sofa, and suddenly smiled as if he remembered something. Then he said, as if talking to himself or explaining, "Being angry... isn't it good?"
"Before, you kept all your emotions bottled up inside, but now at least you can vent your anger on us..."
Xia Youjie lowered his eyes and continued to slowly eat the French fries that were served to him without saying a word.
Fushiguro Megumi glanced at the two of them and seemed to understand something.
These two people... definitely did it on purpose.
absolute.
Many times, he actually found it difficult to understand these two seemingly playful people. In fact, they only let others see the side of them that they were willing to show.
As for the real inner world...he withdrew his gaze.
"Anyway." Gojo Satoru gulped down another half cup of drink and muttered softly again, "Why did Baagumi become as rigid as Nanami after growing up, like a little old man."
"He must have been led astray by Fushiguro Shinobu."
"What does it have to do with him?" Fushiguro Megumi frowned and said unhappily, "Please reflect on yourselves."
When mentioning the dead father who tore his pants, Fushiguro Megumi couldn't help but look to the other side.
The two men next door were already chatting, or, it could be said, they were talking one-sidedly.
"I heard that you are the brother who took care of my sister when she was a child." Zhang Xiang sat upright and bowed to him with a serious face, "I am really grateful for your care."
"You're welcome." Fushiguro Shigeu glanced at him, picked up the fried ribs, and said slowly, "You don't have to thank me."
Fushiguro Megumi's eyebrows jumped.
Zhang Xiang might not have understood the meaning of this sentence, but after living with his dead father for more than ten years, he could at least understand it.
What he meant was probably that it was none of your business whether someone took care of you or not, and you didn't have to think of yourself as an older brother.
"If it's possible..." Zhang Xiang really didn't understand. He hesitated for a while and continued to ask, "Can you tell me what happened more than a year ago?"
"As an onii-chan, I had no part in Yuujin and Yushin's childhood. I really feel sorry for that."
"Humph." Fushiguro Shigeki smiled with an ambiguous tone and said nonchalantly, "Sure."
"five million."
Zhang Xiang frowned, thought for a while, turned to Yuji Itadori and asked, "Oudoudou, how much does it cost to make 5 million?"
"No way...are you really going to give it to me?" Yuji Itadori pulled the corner of his mouth and said speechlessly, "Five million!"
"What are you talking about!" Zhang Xiang slammed the table and asked righteously, "Ou Doudou, are you not interested in your sister's childhood at all?!"
Yuji Itadori paused for a rare moment and actually looked like he was a little convinced.
"If you add another 500,000, I can give you the boy's life story." Fushiguro Shige said.
"Deal!" Zhang Xiang nodded without hesitation.
Yuji Itadori was a little depressed: "........Hey, this is a privacy leak, I'm sitting here. And why am I only worth 500,000......"
Megumi Fushiguro looked at Yuji Itadori inexplicably. Is this the point?
"By the way." Xia Yujie, who had been drinking tea without saying anything, smiled and spoke. He glanced at Fushiguro Shinobu and Shoso, and finally stopped his gaze on Fushiguro Megumi, and said meaningfully, "Megumi, don't you think the generation relationship between you two seems to have changed?"
"?" Yuji Itadori scratched his head, looked in the direction of Geto Suguru's gaze, and then suddenly realized.
"Yes." He said, "I am the younger brother of Sister Youxin, and she is the adopted sister of Teacher Fushiguro. So, Fushiguro, shouldn't you call me uncle?"
"That's right!" Gojo Satoru clapped his hands loudly and said excitedly, "Your Highness, your logic is really clear~"
He looked at Fushiguro Megumi with a smile: "Come on, megumi, come and call Yujin uncle~"
And that guy, Yuji Itadori, clenched his fists, with a gleam in his eyes and his white teeth showing, he looked extremely expectant.
"I refuse!" He took a deep breath, slapped the table and stood up, pulling the red hat on Yuji Itadori's school uniform, and said through gritted teeth, "I suddenly remembered that Todou Aoi from Kyoto School seemed to have something to do with Yuji Itadori, so I'd better send him next door!"
"Hey, wait, Fushiguro..."
Megumi Fushiguro didn't listen to him at all, and forcefully forced the man to open the door and walked away.
There were only four adults left in the room.