Chapter 13：

"Also, why didn't Mr. Tosaka come here?" Fujimaru Narita asked.

"This..." Tosaka Aoi looked awkward. How should she answer? Did you tell the other party that your magician husband is engrossed in the upcoming Holy Grail War, without any remaining energy being distracted by other things?

No.

Even so, her magician husband, Sakura's father, and his strong paternal love made him violate his own law of being a magician when planning a strategy, and spent a lot of energy to lament. He has always been the rebellious daughter of the well-behaved.

But what should she say? She can't tell the world of magic to the Fujimaru couple who are ordinary people, right?

I didn't see it at all. Compared to Mrs. Fujimaru, who was irritable and loud, Mr. Fujimaru, who had been polite and thoughtful, seemed to be a bit gentleman, was the real ruthless guy, and he reached the basis of the matter in an instant.

A good education made Toto Saka Aoi unable to lie without his conscience, but this somewhat sharp question also made Toto Saka Aoi unable to answer.

"This, Mr. Fujimaru." At the side, Tong Yanye saw Aoi's face turned awkward, and quickly accepted the words: "Sakura's father is busy with a very important job, so there is no way to come over for the time being."

"Excuse me, Mr. Ma Tong, what is your relationship with Mrs. Tosaka?" Mr. Fujimaru looked at Ma Tong Yan Ye.

"Ah...I...I..." Jian Tong Yanye was a little flustered.

"Yan Ye's words are my friends." Tosaka Kui said conclusively.

Ma Tong Yanye's eyes darkened, and immediately smiled at Fujimaru Narita at a loss: "Yes, I am a friend of Sister Aoi."

Friends?

This can't be seen at all.

Fujimaru Narita said so in his heart. However, he did not break this point because of his high emotional intelligence.

"Mr. Fujimaru, I am not a threat. It's just that Sister Aoi is Sakura's guardian legally, physically, or even emotionally. You should understand this?" Yan Ye is not good at words, but he is far from the magical way. , Understand the rules of the ordinary world better than those magicians.

"This, my wife and I understand. We respect the law, we abide by the law, and we are not unreasonable people." Fujimaru Narita nodded. Although their childhood experiences were not good, the Fujimaru couple still grew up to be normal people who abide by the law.

If Sakura is just an ordinary abandoned child, the Fujimaru family will have no problem accepting her. However, Sakura has parents, and the law makes no sense for adoption.

In fact, from the moment Tosaka Aoi came to the door, Mr. Fujimaru knew that Sakura was taken back to be a definite ending.

The only difference is how to handle this matter safely. While not guilty of big shots, let his family members not be left with psychological bumps.

Men are different from boys. Men have people who must guard. Fujimaru Narita has a superb emotional intelligence and a mature and stable handling of things, but he still finds it difficult to face this matter.

"Running away from home means that Sakura and Madam Tosaka are in conflict. Let her choose her own choice. If Sakura wants to stay here, it means that Sakura has not let go of the bumps. The temporary distance can relax the relationship again. Far. Mrs. Saka, look, is this okay?" Mr. Fujimaru made a suggestion.

Leave the choice to Sakura, no matter what the ending is, at least it is acceptable, right?

Tosaka Aoi thought for a while, and finally nodded and agreed.

Only in the end, Sakura still chose to go back with Tosaka Aoi in the disappointed gaze of Fujimaru Hinao.

Of course, no matter how sullen the reason he chose to run away from home, half a month after leaving home, the six-year-old child’s greatest wish is to go home.

Just—

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Chapter 11 The Love of the Demon Path

Holding the hands of the two children, Tosaka Aoi sat in the back seat of a car, while Jian Tong Yanye sat in the driving position and started the engine.

The night is charming.

A red Honda Accord car is driving on the national highway. All the way from Xindu to Shenshan Town.

"Yan Ye, thank you very much this time. Hearing that Sakura ran away from home, she ran back from the field to help me." Tong Yanye thanked him.

"Ah...you're welcome, Sister Kwai. Sakura is missing, but I am also very anxious." Yan Ye clenched the steering wheel.

"Speaking...Speaking of, the fellow Shichen has already summoned the Servant to participate in the Holy Grail War, right?" Yan Ye asked, putting aside the topic.

Tosaka Aoi pursed his lips, "Yan Ye, although you have left the world of the magic way, you are still a member of the Ma Tong family."

"Ah...ah... I certainly know, sister Kwai. I'm sorry, please don't care about this."

Yan Ye squeezed the steering wheel.

"Speaking of which, what are you doing now?" Tosaka Aoi asked aloud while stroking Sakura's hair.

"Yeah. I work at a light novel publishing house... By the way, Sister Kwai, since Sakura has found it, I will leave the day after tomorrow. Several authors under my command have been dragging their manuscripts for a week, and I am going to remind them. "

"Really." After hesitating for a long time, Tosaka Aoi still failed to express his inner request. She is already a member of the Tosaka family, and she should draw a clear line from the Ma Tong family. Yan Ye, as a member of the Ma Tong family, has helped herself more than once or twice. Now that the other party has work to be busy, I will ask for that matter again. That would be too shameless to make an inch.

"What's the matter, Sister Aoi?" Tosaka Aoi did not speak for a long time, making Jian Tong Yanye nervous, because he had already stepped into the high-speed lane with the steering wheel, he did not dare to look back. Otherwise, a traffic accident will be caused, and the woman who has always been in love in the back will suffer the slightest harm, and he will suffer for a lifetime.

"Nothing. By the way, Yan Ye, work hard at the publishing house, right?" Tosaka Aoi asked softly.

Sister Kwai’s voice is always so gentle... "Also, it’s okay. The authors are too lazy. They clearly make a plan and can play freely on the premise of completing the work, but it is because they are too good at it. I'm lazy, so I will rush the manuscript at the end of the month every time. A few simply drag the manuscript and run away, making us editors have to come to catch people every time. Some of them will break the jar and don't write the manuscript at all. We have to put a knife on their necks to force..." Yan Ye confided in the distress of her work.

"Then, it's really hard work." Tosaka Aoi smiled.

It was just such a sentence that made Yan Ye's heart full of worries about work wiped out and full of energy. However, he still couldn't hear the sentence he wanted to hear most.

I've said it all, I'll leave the day after tomorrow... But, how about this?

Yan Ye asked in his heart. He was deeply in love with this childhood sweetheart, but failed to express his love, and was eventually married by Tosaka Tokimi.

Because, dragging this beloved woman into the dirty bug store named Matsumoto, he was unwilling to die.

"As long as you can look at Sister Kwai's happy appearance, that's enough."

Jian Tong Yanye kept talking to herself in her heart.

"Woo...Mom..." Sakura woke up without knowing what nightmare she had had, with a pair of sleepy eyes and aggrieved looking at her mother Tosaka Aoi, "Mom, don't, don't abandon Sakura."

Tosaka Aoi could not give a promise because she knew that she could not go against the wishes of her magician husband.

Is it the role of a magician’s wife, or as a mother? Tosaka Aoi, who has long felt his belongings, made a decision before Sakura left home.

She is a woman who fully understands that man has different values ​​from ordinary people, and loves that man blindly.

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked Sakura's head, silently telling herself: "Everything is the best choice."

Her husband can't go wrong.