Curse Shirou

This weekend in New York, it was a terrible rainy day.

Zenyuan Shier, who came out of the terminal, put on his sweater and hat indifferently, and reached out to stop a taxi.

'Where are you going, sir? '

From the moment he got off the plane, the surroundings were filled with unintelligible languages. Zenyuan Shi Er remained expressionless, and took out a folded map and handed it to the driver.

'This... sir, I think you have made a mistake?This place is an old station from a long time ago, and it is already abandoned. If you want to go to New York Station, you should go here...'

The driver who is not young makes gestures, points to another point on the map, and asks the other party if he wants to change the route.

However, the Asian passenger seemed very determined, only pointing at the originally drawn destination, with a hint of irritability on his expression.

With a language barrier, the old driver could only shrug his shoulders and take the other party to the address he asked for at the beginning—whatever he is, as long as he pays the fare, he is God.

After nearly 10 minutes of driving, the taxi stopped in an abandoned and desolate old city.

Zenyuan Shier glanced out the window, took out a dozen dollars and threw it to the other party, and then got out of the car directly.

'Hey, I haven't got your change yet...oh Jesus!What a strange fellow...'

Seeing the figure quickly disappear into the rain, the old driver shook his head, kicked the accelerator and drove out of the street.

In the eyes of these old New Yorkers, the area near the old train station is an ominous abandoned city.

Many strange things have happened here, and it seems that the beginning of everything originated from the strange train serial bombing more than 80 years ago.

……

Two years later.

Shijo Kawaramachi, Kyoto Prefecture——

"Hello? Child, what child?... Tsk, I don't know what you are talking about... I am busy with tasks, so I hang up first."

The elders who lost their demeanor in the receiver, blew their beards and stared, and almost yelled at their son-in-law, before they could reprimand them angrily, they were hung up by Zenyuan Naoya.

Picking up the phone and pressing the power button for a long time, the young man with blond hair and fox eyes even frankly ignored the gaze that was colder than the arctic wind, and filled the opposite person with juice with a playful smile:

"Don't look so serious~ Hatori, is it that the pressure of the college entrance examination is so great? There is an extra word Sichuan between your eyebrows, you know~"

"Did I.be.for.for.take.u.u.study.?"

The blood vessels on Kusama Feather's head were bursting, and his eyes were sharp on the opponent's body, as if he wanted to open a skylight for Zenyuan Naoya:

"I am under so much pressure because of whom, shouldn't the culprit reflect on it?!"

"Oh, tsk tsk tsk~ I understand too well, Hatori, it's really hard work for you to distract me and take care of those two children for such a long time, but... if they are found by my family, Hui Helei Maybe you will lose your life because of this, oh..."

Before this shameless muscular groaning monster fired up his big family orphan version again, Kusama Yunori took a deep breath and said with an unprecedentedly serious expression:

"You already know."

"Ok?"

Seeing that the other party still didn't understand, Caomo Yuniao covered his forehead, and his tone became a little low.

He talked about what he got from Cao Mo Ziwu two days ago, and the news about the 慊ren was secretly transmitted——

"It seems that someone from your family has already delivered a greeting card to our family. The agreed time to meet is today. As for why they want to meet the Patriarch, you should know better than me, right?"

"..."

Seeing his friend's face turned cold, Caomo Yuniao knew that the other party had realized the seriousness of the matter.

"In short, although Li Ren didn't object to letting them borrow, if he knew that the children were connected with the Onmyoji family who are good at removing curses, he would definitely hand them over without hesitation."

Since the previous Patriarch, Cao Mojing passed away.

The young master of the Kusama clan, Kusama, has become the loneliest [god], so he is extremely afraid that the contract bond between the [zodiac signs] and the [god] will be broken.

Although it is the wish of everyone in the zodiac to lift the curse and live like a normal person, if that happens...

The person who betrayed his relatives is too pitiful.

"Okay, okay, oh, I get it, damn old guy, he still refuses to give up after so long! I thought I was fooled..."

Chanyuan Naoya put down Erlang's legs and couldn't help bursting out a few foul words.

Scratching his hair irritably, he began to look up numbers on his phone.

However, it's a pity that the son of the dignified Mantra Yusan family, because his usual friends are too limited, for a while, he couldn't find any other reliable people other than Kusama Yuniao that he could entrust.

There is no way!I had no choice but to call Shier and ask if he had time to take it for a while...

Ok?

wrong!

By the way, Xiaohui and the others are Shier's sons, right?

Why does he, the young master, now become the other party's full-time nanny, so he has to worry about so many things?

Damn, when did it start——

'The number you dialed is busy, please try again later...'

"Ah, what are you doing? At this time? Hurry up and answer the phone!"

……

North American time zone, Las Vegas.

On the green gaming table, the black touch-screen mobile phone vibrated monotonously.

The owner casually sandwiched it between the ears and shoulders, and picked out a Queen of Hearts from the fan-shaped playing cards in his hand and threw it out.

"hole?"

'Hey, Chanyuan, I have a big order here, are you interested in taking a look? '

There is no card in the next house, so the man stretched out his big hand, gathered the four tricks in front of him, and said to the phone:

"I'm busy, don't call me without a reward of [-] million."

'What?Don't think I don't know, you are in Las Vegas, what else can you do, you are just gambling...'

"If you don't say it, I'll hang up."

"Okay, talk, talk, let me talk about the business first, Pan Xing teaches the astral body of Shan Tianyuan, whether it is life or death, don't you want to get involved?" '

"How many?"

'One hundred and fifty million. '

"Oh, that's not bad, what about the opponent? Who are the bodyguards?"

"I have definite information. The opponents are only two students of Curse High School, who are still in the second grade, but they are special magicians." '

"Oh? What about the spell?"

'One is not clear, and the other one is supposed to be a mantra from watching the video?The name is Xia Youjie, and the other is Wujo Wu. '

"..."

There was a sneer on the phone, which soon turned into an uncontrollable laugh. The man seemed to be not on the same channel as him, but fortunately, after the laugh, the magician killer gave the intermediary a clear answer:

"I'll take the job, and the information will be sent to the phone."

'Well……'

Just as Kong Shiyu exhaled smoke, the news on the phone was like a thunderbolt, which almost stunned him who had always been quick-witted.

Because this heaven and tyrant seemed to say casually:

"By the way, I am no longer a 'Chanyuan'. I joined Yanfeng's family, and now I am called 'Yanfeng Shier'."

Kong Shiyu was speechless:

'Cough, then... ah, I should congratulate you, huh? '

what.

Where does joy come from?

Even Kong Shiyu asked himself, where does the joy come from? !

The intermediary wanted to go back through time and space and slap himself a second ago.

I was really shocked just now, accidentally said the wrong thing, and just stepped into the middle of the minefield.

Sure enough, there was no response on the other side of the phone, and the congratulations were rejected completely indifferently.

At the same time, the Buddhist monastery whose surname was changed by the father of the head of the household without any consultation—no, it is now "Yanfenghui".

He met the most annoying spirit in his life again.

"Oh, Hui-chan, long time no see~ Do you still recognize me, Dad?"

Frowning, Hui stared at the golden-haired young man approaching, his mouth couldn't help pouted, and said:

"It's not Dad, it's Naoya the bastard."

"Ok?"

ha? ? ? ! ——

"Hey, who taught you to say this?!"

A certain son-in-law just wanted to get angry, but before he could get angry, he heard a cold corpse-like voice saying:

"I'm really sorry, maybe I accidentally let the children hear me when I complained about some unscrupulous scum."

Hatori resented so much that it almost condensed into a cursed face, and extinguished Zenyuan Naoya's heart fire directly into a blue smoke.

He lifted the two cubs up with a smirk, ignoring the little one's struggle, and said as he walked:

"Haha, it's okay~ I'll take them out first to avoid the limelight, and I'll come to play with you after a while, ByeBye~ Yu Bird!"

"Shut up, bastard! Don't come to my house again!"