10: drowning in beauty
On second thought, that can wait. That child has yet to even reach highschool.
And thus, Hyousuke delayed his visit to Jujutsu Tech.
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"Mama! Mama! The old man's bullying me again!" Four year old Megumi stomped into the kitchen, clinging onto Hyousuke leg.
Mama Hyou paused from peeling a potato and glanced down at his son with a quirk of his lips.
"What did he do now?"
Little Megumi puffed his cheeks out. "He, He took my doggie. Mama, can you help take Gumi's doggie back?" The way he lifted his gaze with that pouty look plus that miserable puppy eyes sent several arrows right through Hyousuke's heart.
Cuteness was a deadly weapon and one Fushiguro Megumi knew how to use it to his advantage.
At the living room, Toji sneezed, causing his daughter to pause from braiding his hair.
"What's wrong, papa?"
"S'nothing. Go get your brother back here."
"Okay!"
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"Master—"
"Declined."
"But I haven't said anything yet." Nao sweatdropped.
Behind the office table, Hyousuke raised his gaze from the folder he held. "It's certainly another marriage proposals from partner companies, correct? Of course it is rejected."
"Can't we just announce that you've already married?"
The simple silver band of ring snuggled around Hyousuke's finger glistened under the afternoon sunlight. The man eyed it with fondness, recalling his and Toji's simple wedding. He disliked massive gatherings so Hyousuke only invited his direct subordinates.
They had grown up with him, after all.
A sudden thought popped up inside his head amidst his musings. "Nao."
"Yes, master?"
"Accept the interview from that one talk show that has been bothering us for the past two years."
"... eh?"
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Fushiguro Toji laid on his side on the couch, switching through channels with a bored look. Sitting on the carpeted floor were Tsumiki and Megumi sharing a plate filled with cookies Hyousuke baked for them that morning.
"— and today, the mysterious founder of Green Hills Company had finally decided to accept our invitation!"
"Ah," Tsumiki perked up. "Isn't that Mama's company?"
"En." Megumi nibbled on the cookie which was bigger than his hands.
Quirking his eyebrows, Toji stayed on that channel and watched the so called interview with his brats.
On the screen, a familiar figure entered the camera's sight. His long hair was braided as usual, draped over his shoulder. Some strands adorned the side of his face, enhancing the viewers' attention to his perfectly sculpted face.
Sweet yet seductive; a smile like no other curved on his lips. Hyousuke was a beauty who could silence everyone just by showing his face.
The man in a suit sat on the couch, eyes staring straight at the camera. They turned into crescents like usual and he waved in greeting. "Greetings, ladies, gentlemen, and others, I suppose."
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Fanfiction[COMPLETED] hyousuke x f. toji When he was young, Zenin Toji met a visitor who wanted to make him his husband. Of course, he refused. What sort of stranger would do that kind of thing? But who knew that he would long for Hyousuke, who ended up not d...
