COSER, summoned by the strongest

Xia Youjie vaguely realized that he was dreaming.

A haggard-looking woman flipped through an old photo album and said with a smile, "This is the picture my parents took when they were still in school."

The woman raised her eyes, the former beauty could be vaguely seen on her haggard face, but Xia Youjie felt that the woman's eyes were inexplicably familiar to him.

By the way, it's Al.

The background outside the window is a blue sky... no, it is a vast galaxy, and the room they are in seems to be floating in the kind of universe that only science fiction movies have.

This person... Could it be Al's mother?

In the black-and-white photos of the album, young men and women cuddle up to each other, with sweet smiles and shining eyes.

The woman smiled and said: "At that time, there were many boys in school who were chasing after my mother. When I was in school, I was often cornered by gangsters in the school to confess my love, and then they were all beaten away by your father... ..."

When remembering the past, there seemed to be a little light in the woman's gloomy eyes.

The scene turned again, a man and a woman were arguing fiercely, and the father who was extremely angry drove the car and crashed into an exaggerated building at full speed. After the ear-piercing loud noise, the world was spinning.

boom--!

At the end of the dream, there is a sky full of flames and a boy with orange hair.

"Hey, hey, are you still alive?"

"His" eyes moved to the burning car.

"Your parents..." The orange-haired boy looked at "his" expression, but he couldn't finish his sentence in the end: "Hey, what are you looking at, if you have a mobile phone, hurry up and call someone for help..."

……

"Master, Master—"

Xia Youjie woke up from his dream and saw the blond boy squatting in front of him, looking at him expressionlessly.

The moment he met his eyes, his temples hurt violently, something had been tampered with.

Xia Youjie straightened up and quickly rubbed the center of his brows: "Sorry, I fell asleep accidentally. Hiss, my head hurts..."

Gojo Goto went back to Kyoto to pick up the videotape, and Xia Youjie also used the team channel to convey the latest progress here to Jia Ruzi. Not long after that, Ye Mo Zhengdao called and scolded them.

"Do you know how much you have to pay for the hospital?!" The class teacher was furious: "That's a whole floor! A whole floor!!!"

"...I didn't break it."

"Xia! Oil! Jie!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"You asked Gojo Satoru and Al to answer the phone!!!"

Xia Youjie looked around the empty place: "Uh, ah, now...it's not very convenient..."

"Inconvenient? What are you trying to do to me?!"

"No, I just asked them to buy breakfast..."

"lie!!!"

After finally dealing with the head teacher who was furious, he called the assistant supervisor again, and Al took advantage of this time to buy a lot of snacks for their breakfast.

Al flipped through the plastic bag and said, "Their supermarket still sells rice balls, and they were all new in the morning, so I just bought them all."

Beef onigiri, squid onigiri, eel onigiri, salmon onigiri...

If you want to eat all of them, you can buy them all. Anyway, it’s all the owner’s money.

Under the surprised expression of the store manager, Al swept away all the fresh rice balls in the supermarket. When he came back with a big bag of rice balls, Xia Youjie said in shock, "Are you looting the supermarket?"

Al sat down on the steps beside him and said, "Master, this was bought with your money, how can it be called looting?"

"..."

Yes, it is true that they did not rob the supermarket, but robbed me.

Xia Youjie took out two servings of salmon rice balls from his bag, "Here. This one is delicious."

"……thanks."

Xia Youjie took over the rice ball, but his emotions had not completely escaped from the previous dream.

In FATE, there seems to be a setting where the master dreams of the heroic spirit's past, so, it really is Al's past, right?The family is not harmonious, and the father seems to be planning to die with the whole family...?

He looked at Al subconsciously, and the moment his eyes collided again, his temples ached again, and any cognition was blurred quietly.

"Master?"

"……Um?"

"Aren't you awake yet, Master?"

"Sorry, I was distracted just now, did you say something?"

Al swallowed the remaining rice ball in one gulp, and said, "Sadako."

"Oh, Sadako. Let me think about it. Sadako's full name is Yamamura Sadako. It's been a century since the curse ravaged Japan. It's been more than 50 years since now."

Al ate and listened attentively to the top student's lecture.

After Xia Youjie gave up thinking about the previous dream, his thoughts gradually became clear: "... Sadako is the most famous curse in Japan. I chose the special branch of 'The Grudge', because Sadako's influence back then was too great."

Al wowed, and said inarticulately: "Is it that strong?"

Xia Youjie took out a tissue and helped him wipe off the rice grains from the corner of his mouth like a mother.

"Very strong." He affirmed: "It is said that Yamamura Sadako's mother is a powerful conjurer who possesses a powerful spell that can control life and death. Some say it is a reversal spell, and some say it kills with thoughts When Sadako Yamamura was still alive, she once made a person with paralyzed legs stand up again, so many people later speculated that the mother and daughter of Yamamura are the owners of the reversal technique."

The reversal technique is a very special technique.

Since the essence of mantra is the negative emotions of people, mantra can only hurt people but not save them, but the reversal technique is just the opposite. It is said that as long as there is still one breath, the reverse technique can be used to bring the dead back to life.

It's a pity that there are very few people who can use the reversal technique, and conjurers who can use the reversal technique to heal others are even more rare.

For the time being, there is only one Yairi Glass in the whole of Japan who can do this.

Al asked curiously: "Cure paralysis? Can Nitro also do the same?"

Xia Youjie thought for a while, nodded and said, "It's a bit difficult to be paralyzed by birth, but if you're paralyzed the day after tomorrow, Nitrate can still give it a try."

Al said with emotion: "It really deserves to be the strongest nanny in the Japanese magic world."

Xia Youjie smiled, and said softly: "Well, indeed. If Zhenzi can survive, she must be a revered magician, but unfortunately her family is very unfortunate. Her mother committed suicide, and she was also used by her father. The sickle was cut and thrown into the dry well, and the resentment after death was condensed into a video tape."

"What's on the tape?"

"It is said that it is a fragmentary memory of Sadako when she was alive. Anyone who has watched the videotape will surely die. If you copy the videotape for others to watch on the way, the date of death can be postponed smoothly, but the final result is still the same."

Al took a sip of the milk and asked with rare interest, "So this curse can be postponed?"

"Yes, but that's not a good thing." Xia Youjie explained: "People mistakenly think that copying the video tape can completely get rid of the curse, so the video tape is copied countless times and passed on to more and more people. Sadako's The curse is spreading rapidly in Japan like a virus."

Al got it.

Everyone wanted to live, and in order to survive, they did not hesitate to infect their friends and relatives who trusted them with the curse, but the final result was that none of them survived.

What an irony.

"The one that is stored in Wu's house now is the videotape that Sadako condensed at the beginning. It took five full years for the Wujo family to destroy all other videotapes. The original one also underwent several sealing ceremonies. Today, after the year, Sadako's curse has completely subsided."

Al seemed to understand something.

"So, if Teacher Ye Moth knows that we are planning to release Sadako, he will definitely go crazy."

Xia Youjie nodded approvingly.

"That's it. But why hasn't this fellow Wu come back? It's been an hour. Could it be that he teleported and lost his way?"

"Ha, who is whispering bad things about Laozi (おれ) behind my back?"

As soon as Al and Xia Youjie turned their heads, they saw Gojo Wu standing behind them holding something wrapped in talisman paper like a silkworm chrysalis.

Gojo Satoru threw the video tape into Xia Youjie's arms, and grabbed the bag beside Al: "I'm starving to death..."

Xia Youjie complained, "You're already home, why don't you come back after having a meal?"

"I (おれ) don't want to eat with them. Why is it all popping candy, you eat this for breakfast?"

Al handed him two rice balls: "Beef rice balls and eel rice balls, these are the only two left."

Xia Youjie: "..."

Then you eat pretty fast.

Gojo Satoru unwrapped the onigiri packaging bag, "Don't just sit around, hurry up and load the video tape!"

Xia Youjie rolled his eyes: "Idiot, who still uses video tapes these days, everyone has watched DVDs, okay?"

Gojo Goto was stunned: "...Huh?"

Albi compared the thickness of a video tape, and then compared the thickness of a DVD: "One is so thick and the other is so thin, and the players used are obviously different. Master No. [-] who lacks common sense even more than Heroic Spirit, are you ashamed?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Wujo Wujo was startled: "Then what should we do?"

Just in time, Al heard the sound of car tires rolling over the ground.

He coughed lightly, and announced in a calm tone, expressionless: "Welcome to the great assistant supervisor—Mr. Ota Jiyu!"

A black car was parked in the background, and the hard-working auxiliary supervisor rushed down from the driver's seat, holding a heavy machine in his arms.

"Here we come! Video player!"

The high school students were very moved: "Mr. Da-Tian-Sheng-!"

The assistant supervisor was also very moved. He was about to say something in response to the children's enthusiastic call, but Al took the heavy player and rushed into the haunted house first. Xia Youjie slapped the assistant supervisor's empty hand, Gojo Satoru threw the remaining rice ball into his mouth and rushed in after him.

Assistant supervisor: "..."

He looked at his empty hands, and then at the backs of the three young men rushing into the haunted house. A gust of cold wind blew by, making them extremely desolate.

"..."

Ah, the short highlight moment is really fleeting.