Shiraishi was shaken out of the studio by a series of deadly phone calls, and then took the puppet to the kindergarten teacher's office.

He looked at the room full of people with a confused expression. A bunch of children were almost filling the room, half of them were Akio Sugie and his friends, and the other half were rubbing their eyes and crying miserably.

"Dad!" When Akio Sugie saw Shiraishi, his eyes lit up, and he waved to him excitedly, without the consciousness of causing trouble at all:

"I took the balls back, and I taught those bad guys who always love to bully people for the sake of heaven! I have written down their names and crimes in my notebook, and mature heroes will never spare a single sin of it! ”

"......" I didn't teach the last part!!

Fortunately, this group of young karate troops is not heavy. In addition, Akio Sugie was indeed the one who was bullied first, and in the continuous admiration of the puppets, this matter opened vigorously and was finally gently put down by the garden.

His career is going well, and his son is completely different from before.

After walking through a few key points, Shiraishi collected a few messy crops, and in the blink of an eye, time had been intermittently fast-forwarded to ten years later.

As the puppeteer wished, Sugie Asahi rose rapidly and became a famous oil painter at home and abroad. He held a number of art exhibitions, and his paintings appreciated rapidly, and he gained fame and fortune.

After the pockets bulged, the puppeteer took a very special look at a newly discovered uninhabited island near Hawaii.

He bought the island with Ayami Sugie behind his back and turned it into a resort.

It's another summer, and Akio Sugie is a sophomore in high school.

In the evening, this guy with a hedgehog head came home with an unknown number of championship trophies.

At the puppeteer's uneasy urging, Shiraishi asked, "No one has been bothering you lately." ”

"Yes, I don't know what they think."

Akio Sugie scratched his head helplessly, put the trophy on the coffee table, and after straightening up, Shiraishi found that he had to tilt his head slightly when he looked at him closely.

Anyway, he had to look up, and Shiraishi simply sat down, which could make up for the slight height difference.

Sugie Ayami brought a washed chilled watermelon, and after putting down the watermelon, she went back to the kitchen to find a knife, and before she could get there, Sugie Akio went over with a knife in one hand, and the watermelon crack was neatly divided into two halves.

Then under the slight twitching gaze of Baishi's eyes, he grabbed the small half, dug a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowed it and danced to Baishi:

"Recently, a few new transfer students came to the third year of high school, I heard that they were here to repeat, I don't know why, the day after I came, they came to me and asked me for pocket money."

Shiraishi looked at the watermelon on the table, then at his hand, and said nothing.

Sugie Ayami still poked her head out of the kitchen worriedly: "It's not hurt, this kind of thing, you have to learn to ask teachers and police for help." ”

"There's no need, it's only five." Akio Sugie glanced at his gentle mother, swallowed back the fight scene at that time, and prepared to tell his father alone later.

He took another bite of the watermelon and asked a little strangely:

"Do I look good bullies? Every time there was a thug nearby, I was the first to be targeted...... But that's fine, after being taught by me, they have relented a lot and rarely bullied other classmates. In this way, I don't have to look for them one by one. ”

"......" Shiraishi didn't know if this was overkill.

Sugie Ayami has never fought in her life, and she doesn't count her son's force value at all.

As soon as he heard that he had just experienced a one-to-five recently, he hurriedly put down the knife that cut watermelon, and in a panic, he pulled his son to check for a while, and after confirming that he was unscathed, he finally put his mind at ease.

"When are you starting school?" Sugie Ayami returned to the coffee table, cut the remaining watermelon into small pieces, and after serving a piece to Shiraishi, she turned back to her son and asked, "Your father said he was going to take us on a trip." ”

"I'm not going, you guys can enjoy the belated world of two!" Akio Sugie laughed twice, "And I made an appointment with the people in the ministry that we would go hiking together this holiday as a practice to exercise my body and mind." ”

Sugie Ayami has some regrets, but when she thinks of the "two-person world" that her son said, there is an expectation in her eyes that can't be hidden.

As the main character, of course, private jets are indispensable.

Shiraishi commanded the driver and bodyguards to carry a huge oil painting to the warehouse, Sugie Ayami took his arm and looked curiously at the tightly wrapped painting: "This is the one you painted for a long time, and finally ...... Well, that one? ”

This work only won the silver award, and Ayami Sugie said as she recalled, and only remembered when the words came out.

She upset Shiraishi and swallowed the rest of the words, but Shiraishi nodded honestly, "That's it." ”

Although the puppeteer is particularly concerned about the ranking, only this time, it is not dissatisfied with winning the silver award, let alone Shiraishi, he is already very satisfied with being able to draw a person with normal proportions.

The plane took off quickly, and looking at Ayami Sugie, who was asleep next to her, Shiraishi took out the stone flower.

Only two and a half petals were still colored, and most of the rest were white, and at the stamen of its flower rested a dull fragment of memories with a translucent stop button floating above it.

According to his instincts, as well as his observations of Akio Sugie during this time, his regrets can be fulfilled when he arrives on the island.

So Shiraishi reached out and pressed the stop button, putting the flower back in his backpack.

In addition to fabricating the virtual world by himself, Shihua has another option - copying.