Cupid

The level of strength in the other world is about talent and lineage.

Tsubaki, the "black witch" who was equally as popular with Kikyo back then, actually practiced for 50 years and still couldn't defeat Kikyo who was revived as a "terracotta figurine".

Now, as the descendant of Guanyuan Michizane, Yigu Yuta, without training, can convert the dead childhood sweetheart into a super magic spirit to forcefully stay in the world.

These unreasonable rules also apply in the afterlife.

Cursed spirits with concepts such as the curse of the earth and the curse of man are born with extremely high personalities and unlimited potential for self-improvement.

As the resurrection of the dead, you have limited talents, and the reason for your birth is the mediocre desire of "survival" and "love".The former gives you the black veil to conceal your breath, and the latter gives you the wine to imprison your soul.

Both are "auxiliary" spells, which should have stopped you in your life.

Unless with the help of external force.

It can be the "Jade of the Four Souls", or the "thirst food" of the demon knife in Su Nuo's mouth.

This special magic tool opens your spiritual core with a sharp blade.While giving you wounds that cannot be healed, it also gives you the possibility to absorb more mana for further growth.

No use, no use, you decide to take a gamble——

"I want to do missions with Hui."

Gojo Satoru, who swallowed the last bite of the sandwich with a smile, paused. He wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, tilted his head towards you, and said in doubt:

"Seriously? You haven't been in combat for ten years."

"If the mana is not enough, I can give you a lot more as a thank you for preparing breakfast for me this morning."

Without waiting for your explanation, the man summed up the reason for your visit and stretched out a sinful palm towards your cheek.

"come--"

To be honest, in the past ten years, Gojo Satoru, as the object of the contract, was generous and tolerant when giving mantras.

But just relying on overlapping palms and stroking the cheeks to transmit mantra is like using an infusion tube to deliver glucose to a patient. No matter how expensive nutrients are added to it, at best it just prolongs your life and maintains normal activities.

As a cursed you, the fastest way to absorb spell power and improve spell proficiency is "eating".

Deciding to eat honestly, you quickly covered your cheeks with both hands, and tilted your body to avoid this intimate and useless touch.He took the initiative to help Gojo Wujo share the burden on his shoulders, and said thoughtfully:

"But you have more important things to do?"

"And the situation is very chaotic now. When you're not around, I have to collect blood to protect Kei..."

After a little thought, Gojo Satoru agreed to your request:

"Okay, anyway, I just have work to do today."

"Take care of the freshmen on my behalf. It's not too difficult, and it's just right for rehabilitation."

It's just that his tone is light and light, no matter how he sounds, it sounds like he is coaxing a child, full of the helplessness that he felt when he greeted you to resign and then went on a mission with him.

Ten years of getting along has completely changed Gojo Satoru's attitude towards you.

This young man who would mutter a few words before, "Jie, you can't fight as a shikigami, you still need you to protect yourself so weak" has learned to let others step down.

But that "rehabilitation" is too slow.

Just as you tear apart monsters with blood wine without a teacher after being resurrected, "eating" is the instinct for the curse.

In order to prove your strength to Gojo Satoru, you decided to abandon the pretentious cover-up of the past.No longer fulfilling the duties of a "priestess" to win someone's favor, but to go all out for the wish——

No need to think about the exact shape of the blood wine, or how to lift the wooden box gracefully.

Instead, act on first instinct.

You, who completely concealed your whereabouts in a black veil, walked gently behind the curse.

This furry low-level curse put its nails on the child's neck, thereby threatening Briar to put down the mace in his hand.

What a clever "little animal".

The brain must be very good, right?

Flipping his wrist, what was pulled out from the wooden box was a blood-colored ice pick.

The gleaming tip is just right for chipping away at hard objects, and with a little force, it can slide straight into the cursed head.

You hold onto the cursed body with one hand, and push into the ice pick with the other.

The touch of smashing the brain is like cutting butter with a knife, silky and soft.

Originally, I wanted to send a word of condolence to the stunned Wild Rose, "Are you all right", but when I pulled out my hand, I found that the splashed blood had already wet your palm, and it was obviously not suitable to touch the girl's hair.

You stared at your bright red palm for a moment.

I just feel—

how warm.

When they reunited, the girl's longing speech still lingered in her ears.

"I want to be an elegant and intellectual lady in the city.", "I hope to work together in the future, and go shopping and buy a lot of cute clothes." Such words, combined with the current dead situation, are really speechless.

Thoroughly displaying the gesture of cursing will inevitably abandon some of the shackles of the past.

So if you're not cute, you're not cute...

Rather than having a good relationship with someone and attracting Su Nuo's dissatisfaction, it is better to take the initiative to break the other party's imagination and keep a safe distance.

He pushed the task of appeasing the hostages to Yujin Knotabagi, who is very popular with children.

Not sure what kind of expression he had after he broke the wall and witnessed the whole process, you left the mission building without looking back.

……

Gojo Satoru's approval of the wrong and neat movements.

He extended your scope of activities to the entire Tokyo, and took out some of the extermination tasks originally assigned to senior students and transferred them to you.

You were registered as the "Curse of Love" ten years ago, and now you have Megumi Fukuro as your host to guarantee your harmlessness, so you can travel freely in Tokyo.

Although it is not as good as the scene of curses and monsters rampant hundreds of years ago.

But the number of curses in the big cities is still considerable,

With just one finger, a school can be turned into a magic cave. As the king of curses, Su Nuo is a vortex of negative emotions, and wherever he passes, it will inevitably lead to raging disasters.

The recovery of his consciousness directly accelerated the evolution of the surrounding curses, and you even met a quasi-first-level curse spirit in an abandoned plastic surgery hospital.

A bloody woman hangs quietly from the ceiling, her blood-red nails are like trembling snake letters, greedily caressing your face, wanting to peel off all of your skin for her own use.

In addition to formidable military strength, the curse spirits above the second level also have good wisdom, and they can be called cunning in battle.

In the ghost story, a "girl spider" crawled out and weaved a web with long black hair.

These continuously wriggling hair strands, like tentacles, can quickly gather to form an iron wall that isolates Fu Heihui from the outside, and can also be wound up to become a sling that strangles "small animals".

There are all kinds of discarded medical equipment piled up in the hospital. The space was originally extremely narrow, and now there are long hairs that are constantly regenerated with the power of the spell.

You, who are not good at melee combat, restrain your elbows everywhere, like a butterfly flapping its wings in vain on a spider web, but after a while, you are rolled up by your long hair and sent to the woman.

"I'm going to start peeling."

Cold fingertips slowly scratched the skin on your chest.

【Don't don't】

【It hurts so much, help me】

Along with the wailing and tears, there are also thick drops of blood.

As a spirit of brewing, you can use the blood wine in the "wooden box" and the blood in the "small animal" to attack, but if you want to change them into various desired shapes, you need to "brew" in advance.

But the "blood" in the "body" is different.

This is a gift from your "mother".

The spell handed down from the family responds to your desire to live before death, leaving a complete "dead body" for you who turned into a spell spirit, and giving you the characteristics of a curse fetus.

After being strengthened by "thirst food", it played a real role.

The dripping blood wriggled continuously on the ground, and finally condensed into a tiny needle tube, which ruthlessly pierced into the woman's body.

Her movements stopped abruptly.