The strongest he will never OOC

Day had a very long dream, starting from the first cry of the baby and ending with the bloody howl during the curse sacrifice.

His surname is Sugawara, and he was born of the prostitute and concubine of the previous generation of the Sugawara family. The moment he fell to the ground, he became the person that the Sugawara family had the most high hopes for.

On the day of his birth, he showed a majestic talent for storing spell power. The first cry melted all the metal in the operating room.Breeding together with the powerful curse, there is also the curse of being bound by nature - he has been plagued by illness since childhood, can't see light, can't eat hot food, and his skin is extremely sensitive. Except for cotton single clothes, he can't touch any other items or people .

The Sugawara family named him 日, which does not mean daytime, but a homonym for leech.

Legend has it that Hiruko was born to the brothers and sisters of the Japanese gods Izanagi and Izanami. Due to inbreeding, they were born with deformed freaks without hands and feet.

Dayu grew up to be two years old under the curse of blood, and the strong curse power in his body made it difficult for his fragile body to bear. The doctor concluded that he would not live to be ten years old.The Sugawara family used the power of the whole family to hide him, and through the special sacrificial techniques within the family, on the premise of retaining his unique surgical techniques, his organs were replaced little by little.

The source of his body came from a child who died young in the Sugawara family. The Sugawara family preserved the body of the dead baby, and divided the body into body, hands, feet, nose, ears, mouth, and eyes according to the method of offering sacrifices to demon gods. The eight parts of heart and heart are sealed in the bodies of eight curse spirits of different levels. [1]

They built a forbidden room in the mansion. The doors and windows were sealed with thousands of sealing symbols, and eight curse spirits were sealed into the forbidden room.

Since the age of three, Hiro has received brutal and inhuman training. Every year on the day of his birth, he will be thrown into the forbidden room by Sugawara's family. After the curse spirits are exorcised according to the level, the body can be renewed little by little.

He got a healthy body at the age of three, strong limbs at the age of four, ears and nose at the age of five, mouth at the age of six, and eyes at the age of seven.

Until his eighth birthday, in order to celebrate that he was about to get a heart and get rid of the pain of heaven and the curse, the Sugawara family held a secret banquet in the main house. fight.

Hiruki managed to get rid of the special one, but the most important heart of the human body has been in the cursed body for five years. In the end, what the Sugawara family waited for was not the head of the family who could revive the family, but a cursed assimilated body with flesh and blood. super magic spirit.

I fell asleep for a long time in a trance during the day, and the lost memories in my sleep poured into my mind like running water, playing back like a revolving lantern.

When he woke up, he was in a chaotic darkness, drowsiness, drowsiness, and powerlessness shrouded his soul, as if he had been put into a small box, and the outside was shaking, and someone was speaking vaguely.

It was too late to realize what it was, and fell asleep again.

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"Hello?" Lou Hu's eyes widened, "What are you wandering about? The flame I set was choked, don't you think it's strange?"

"Hmm." The boy with the scar on his head withdrew his consciousness from his body, and glanced at him, "What's strange, there are quite a lot of capable supernatural beings in Yokohama, maybe there is a way to help you get your little Martian Extinct."

Little Mars? ? ?His volcanic fire can burn all the metals in the world to dryness and evaporate! ! !This brat actually said Little Martian? !

Leu Hu was so angry that his face was purple, if only this human being in front of him could help them see their wish to curse the prosperous world, he would have turned his back and left a long time ago.

【&%...%#8&*】Calm down.

Hua Yu spoke out slowly, and was stared at by Leu Hu again, and turned her head helplessly.

He could tell that the young man in front of him was by no means a simple human being. The mantra occasionally leaked from his body was very strong. If he really fought, even if he opened his domain, he would not be able to get any good fruit from his opponent.

"Let's go, work and work." The young man stretched his waist and rested his hands on the back of his neck, "Let's choose the red brick warehouse for the next blasting site. Gojo Satoru should have arrived in Yokohama by the time. Just sit back and wait in the warehouse."

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The kite eyes and the blue eyes looked at each other lightly, and they both saw provocative emotions in each other's eyes, just like when two wild cats saw the same kind on the road, what they felt was not joy, but the fur on their backs exploded annoyed.

"Hey, Dazai, be nice to the guests." Kunikida Doppo sat beside Dazai Osamu, "The president will hand over the request to the Tokyo High School of Curse Art. There are matters related to curses that need to be handled by professionals."

"Ahh." Osamu Dazai nodded perfunctorily, "I know Kunikida, if you talk too much, your mouth will bubble."

The yellow-haired man restrained himself, pressed the tip of his tongue against his gums, and showed a very reluctant smile to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyelashes and stared at the two people opposite, took out five or six sugar packets and put them into the latte, stirred them up and drank them down.

"Let's make a long story short." Gojo Satoru put down his cup and put his palms together on his chin. "I don't really like to cooperate with others, so you can just hand over the documents to me, and I will handle them myself."

Kunikida Doppo: "This is not good..."

"Respect the customer's wishes, Kunikida." Osamu Dazai was serious, deliberately ignoring the man in the sunglasses opposite, "Give it to him, then we will find Mr. Ranpo to go to the newly opened pastry shop, where they sell crab roe ice cream , It’s amazing, I want to try it too.”

"Let Atsushi accompany you for that kind of weird thing." Kunikida Doppo slapped Dazai Osamu's face with a notebook, handed the documents provided by the detective agency to Gojo Satoru, and said, "According to our agency According to Togawa Ranpo's judgment, the place where they will create chaos next should be the red brick warehouse, and the time may be tonight, Mr. Gojo, it is better for you to act as soon as possible."

"Yeah." Gojo Satoru took the document and glanced at it hastily, and returned it to the other party. He got up and waved, "Let's go."

The Red Brick Warehouse is a famous scenic spot in Yokohama. It is divided into Building 1 and Building 2. When Gojo Satoru arrived, people wearing government work uniforms had already dismissed the tourists and shops inside. It seemed that they belonged to the Supernatural Secret Service Division. People, Qihai has also been in contact with this group of people before, and there is nothing wrong with it except that the procedures are too routine.

A yellow cordon surrounded it for a week, Gojo Satoru raised his long legs and stepped over, only to be stopped after a few steps.

The one who stopped him was a man in a suit and glasses with a mole on the corner of his mouth.Gojo Satoru glanced at the work badge on his chest, named Ango Sakaguchi, Assistant Counselor.

"Mr. Gojo?" Sakaguchi Ango sent the man in front of him with the fax and the photos matched the number. "The murderer hasn't officially launched the attack..."

"I'll just go in and take a look." Wujo Satoru glanced at the other party, "Evacuate the crowd, at least 500 meters away from here, otherwise the riots and panic will bring serious negative emotions, and then Yokohama will no longer be able to treat this place as a place. Scenic spot."

"Born from darkness, blacker than black, filthy and filthy, all filthy..."

Ango Sakaguchi was taken aback, nodded and went back to greet him. When he turned around again, the man just now had disappeared, and the night seemed to be getting darker. He wanted to look inside, but he couldn't get through.

At this time, Gojo Satoru had already arrived in the building. The warehouses mentioned here are actually two indoor commercial buildings with many restaurants and shopping stores inside.The tourists and merchants have been completely driven out, and there is a dead silence in the warehouse, only the rattling sound of the five Wu leather soles on the ground.

Jingle Bell--

The phone rang suddenly, and Gojo Satoru swiped open the screen, only to realize where the illusion of losing something came from.

"Hey, Nitro." Wutiao Wu opened his head and then closed his mouth, to meet the woman's violent scolding, he continued after a while, "I'm sorry, because you are so insignificant, Nitro, I forgot about you. "

It seems that Jia Ruozi made this phone call to vent his anger at being forgotten at the station. Gojo Satoru put the phone down, and waited until he felt that the other party had finished scolding him before putting it back in his ear and said, "I'll trouble you to deal with the matter at the hospital. I just entered the scene where the crime is about to happen, ah, it is too dangerous, I hang up."

The white-haired man put his phone back into his pocket expressionlessly, and put away his sunglasses.

This building is about to be stinky with the smell of curses, "Six Eyes" scanned the surroundings vigilantly, the filth is everywhere, it is special grade, and there is more than one.

The more he walked forward, the more obvious the traces of filth, as if deliberately leading him into a deeper place.

Suddenly Wujo Wujo's footsteps stopped, he squatted down, twisted his fingertips on the ground, and suddenly raised his eyes, he saw familiar traces.

Day is inside.

This kind of trace is full of signs, Gojo Satoru has lived with the day for more than half a year, the carpet and bed in the dining room of his apartment are full of this kind of filth, and he will never admit it.

The man pursed his lips and walked forward. Just after turning a corner, a black figure approached from behind. He dodged and turned his head to see a strange-looking volcano head.

He rushed towards Gojo Satoru, and a violently burning magma rushed towards him, completely enveloping the human figure, and sank gruntingly.The figure disappeared in the magma, just like the members of the Mafia he had killed before, before he could even scream, the bones were burned.

"It's not very powerful." Leu Hu laughed darkly, "Humans really like to brag."

He had just turned his head, ready to show off in front of the black-haired boy, but suddenly his back turned cold, and a feeling similar to being targeted by a demon spread all over his body.

"Oh? Has anyone praised me in front of you?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows and snapped his fingers next to Curse's ear, "Huh? Mt. Fuji?"

"Who is Mount Fuji?!" Leo Hu flew back two steps, the top of his head was smoking with anger, he looked at the man in front of him viciously, "How could you escape my attack!"

"Because I'm the strongest." Gojo Satoru chuckled, and the dazzling "He" rushed away, separating the cursed head from the body. "I thought I could fight for a while, but it turned out to be a waste curse."

He picked up Leuhu's still moving head, ignoring the other's angry red eyes, and shook it like a ball, "Is it a curse generated by a volcanic disaster?"

"Be careful, I'll kill you!" Leu Hu cursed.

"Well, ideals are generally beautiful." Wu Tiao Wu patted his face like a dog, "But before that, let me get rid of you first."

The man's fingertips touched, and the moment the head was crushed, a vine flew over from a distance, dragging the cursed head and body away in an instant.

Gojo Satoru immediately chased after him, and all the light tubes in the warehouse in front were extinguished, turning into a deep black mouth, swallowing his figure completely.

"Gojo Satoru." A familiar voice sounded at the end of the warehouse.

The man froze for a moment, and the boy's figure suddenly came into view, and there were no other cursed shadows around.

trap?

Gojo Satoru straightened the corners of his lips, staring fixedly at the long-haired boy opposite, "Hi?"

"Don't you want to see me?" The young man smiled, tilting his head in the dark, so that people could not see his expression clearly.

He approached slowly, Gojo Satoru didn't make any movement, and the other party didn't stop until the distance between the two of them was only an arm's length away.

Curse Spirit slightly raised his head, his hair slipped to reveal a celebratory fox mask, the corners of his bright red lips were raised, and he asked shyly and longingly——

"Can I... hold your hand?"

A similar scene flashed across Gojo Satoru's mind in an instant, as if he had returned to the roof of Sugawara's house ten years ago. He raised Chu Xue's long eyelashes and slowly passed his hand over.

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[1] The setting is adapted from "Dororo" Hyakkimaru

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