Curse of the Eye of the Dead

"Xiaohui, guess what I brought you back—"

Fuhei's house.

Ozu Miki wore long, smooth hair and a nightgown that had been washed a little yellow. Holding a brand new monthly magazine "Huidan", she happily knocked on the door of the room.

Fu Heihui, who was quietly practicing the mantra, was taken aback. His hair exploded like a cat, and the two black and white dogs that had just been summoned immediately returned to the shadow.

He ran to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Megumi saw Tsumiki holding the magazine in front of her with a bright smile.

"Look! My classmate lent me the latest issue of "Huidan"! They said that it would be fine to return it next week... Megumi used to like this, right?"

Fu Heihui focused his attention on the cover of the new issue of "Hui Tan".

Because it is a magazine for children and teenagers, the cover of the magazine is very warm and fresh.

It seems that the editorial department of the publishing house will discuss and vote on this issue, select the two articles they recommend, and ask them to draw two promotional pictures as the front and back covers of the magazine.

On the front cover of this issue, there is a cute Shiba Inu.

The Shiba Inu has golden, sun-warmed fur and wears a well-tailored doggy kimono with a small backpack strapped to his back.Its big furry head is slightly tilted, and its eyes are bent, showing a very cute smile-like expression.

Very vivid, extremely vivid.

Hui of Goupai blinked blankly, and what he wanted to say was blocked in his throat at that moment.

He stared at the Shiba Inu: ...cute.

Fu Heihui has always liked reading.

But because of the family's growing financial constraints, he hasn't bought new books for a long time.

"Huidan" is a reading material that Tsumiki asked her mother to buy back in her own name when her family was in a good situation in the past.

But this "past"... has been at least a year or two.

What Hui wanted to say just now was that he no longer reads fairy tales...but after being slightly stunned, Tsumiki had already stuffed the magazine into his arms without saying a word.

Tsumiji: "Do you want me to read it to you?"

"...No, I'm not a child anymore, I can read it myself."

Tsumiki was amused.

If the little guy who is still in kindergarten is not a child, who else is a child?Even if she can read enough, it can't change the fact that Hui is only six years old.

The girl who was one year older than Hui touched her brother's black curly hair affectionately.

"Don't touch my head."

Hui whispered, but did not shake off her sister's hand.

He is very observant and precociously intelligent.

So it was easy to understand... Tsumiki was worried about him.

Fu Heihui has been studying the puzzle book given to him by the kind-hearted man recently, and he always walks alone, staying alone in the corner.

Although it is said that it is to practice the so-called spell power and find his own spells...but he can't help but appear extremely lonely in the eyes of others.

Jin Meiji cares more about his unrelated younger brother than her stepmother, and she pays attention to Hui, who is alone and quiet, every day.

That's why, because of worry, she went out of her way to borrow books from classmates she didn't know very well—because Hui used to like "Hui Tan" very much.

The six-year-old good baby Hui has not yet reached the rebellious stage, and he is completely helpless towards his sister at this time.

In the evening, after taking a shower.

Fu Heihui finally put down the handwritten "Doubt Answer Book" that he had read countless times, and then opened the "Hui Tan".

Two 10 minutes later.

Megumi Fukuro, who had read "Shibataro's Return" and "Treasure from the Gods" three times, stared at the author's column and tilted her head.

"Kakuo...teacher?"

strangeness.

He seems to have heard the pen name of Jiaowei somewhere.

Going to school the next day, Fu Heihui knew where she had heard it.

On his walk to kindergarten, he would pass a bookstore.

It is a very small bookstore, usually there are only a few customers in twos and threes, but the number of people coming and going during this period has increased by at least four or five times.

A little brother hurriedly opened the door and went in.

"I'm sorry! Boss, is there any left of the latest issue of "Evening Tide"?"

The boss answered without surprise: "It's sold out."

The little brother was instantly lost: "When will the next batch of goods arrive?"

"I've contacted the publishing house, and I can arrive in three days..."

"Boss, please! Please order a copy for me!"

"That won't do."

"Huh?" The little brother was stunned.

"Too many people have made reservations in the past few days." The bookstore owner shrugged: "It's just a small bookstore here, and the goods I can get are limited. The number of people who came to make reservations has exceeded the upper limit of goods I can get, so I'm sorry, little brother, let's do our best in three days... Ah, yes—"

The dejected little brother looked up instantly, his eyes lit up with hope: "What? Is there any channel for accommodation?"

"No, I just want to say... You all came here for Teacher Kakuo, right?"

The boss suddenly showed a malicious smile. He has obviously understood the reason why "Evening Tide" is so popular these days.

Most of these new customers are literature lovers. They were inspired by news from their inner circle, and as soon as they received recommendations from their colleagues, they bought them directly without saying a word.

Then, after reading the text, I gave the publication to a friend who also liked it strongly. After reading it once, the friend immediately ran over excitedly to buy a copy for collection.

This is an excitement that outsiders can't understand.

Only people in the literary circle know... how seriously this is really worth taking.

After all, the withering of the literary world is no longer a matter of a day or two.

There are too many mediocre works, and there are only a handful of amazing masterpieces, and there are only those masterpieces that have been turned over and over again.

For a long time recently, the new works have not been very popular. Now that a dark horse has finally emerged, it is no wonder that this group of literature lovers will overreact.

Literary lovers: The long-lost new teacher... We have to support the publication with practical actions and keep this teacher!

There are too many outstanding authors who have written well these years, but disappeared after turning around.

The owner of the bookstore can be regarded as half an insider, so he can somewhat understand this excitement, but... he is still a businessman.

Pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, the owner of the bookstore repeated the words he had repeated countless times in the past half month: "Although "Evening Tide" is out of stock, "Hui Tan" is still in stock, right? "

"Huidan? Isn't that for children and teenagers? There are no children in my family."

"Just support Kakuo-sensei."

The bookstore owner took out a copy of "Hui Tan", shook it, and revealed the essence of a businessman: "Mr. Jiaowei has actually published a total of three articles this month, and two of them are in "Hui Tan". Although they are fairy tales...but Aren't you curious about what a teacher of that level writes? Even if it's a fairy tale, a story written by a high-level author has a lot of meaning, right?"

"!!!"

The little brother's expression changed instantly.

He swallowed his saliva, looked at the cute Shiba Inu on the cover of "Huidan", his hesitant hand, trembling heart, and the final action of taking the book and paying the bill was bewildered and dazed.

Fu Heihui standing at the door: "..."

No wonder he is so familiar with the pseudonym "Jiaowei".

On the way to school in the past few days, he has heard the bookstore owner sell countless copies of "Hui Tan" using this method.