Curse of the Eye of the Dead

Fu Heihui returned home with her shopping bag.

Tsumiki, who had been waiting at the entrance early, opened the door for him.

Fu Heihui, who brought back a bag of meat, obviously surprised Tsumiji.

"Hui...!" The seven-year-old Jin Meiji was a little flustered, and she stammered: "Where did these things come from? No, you can't let Xiao Hei Xiao Bai steal things!"

The price of the money Hui brought out and the things he brought back did not match at all.

Considering the strange ability that Megumin just showed not long ago, it's no wonder that Tsumiki would think in a bad direction in an instant.

After all, a dog that ordinary people can't see... It's also very suitable for stealing things.

Fu Heihui was stunned, and he said helplessly: "...I didn't."

Tsumiji trusted him.

Even though it was just a simple negative, she was still instantly relieved.

Tsumiji's expression changed from fear to doubt: "Then where did these things come from?"

Fu Heihui was silent for a while.

The black-haired, green-eyed little guy finally confessed in frustration before Tsumiki became uneasy again.

After the two big dogs, one black and one white, Fu Heihui told her sister about her relationship with that kind "Mr. Air".

Of course, it is a version after replacing the part related to [Curse].

Hui quietly tampered with the scene when they first met ["Mr. Air" expelled the curse on him] to [I was troubled by hooligans, "Mr. Air" saved him].

He also concealed the "doubt-solving book" that recorded the content of the curse, and changed it to verbal guidance after the second encounter.

Tsumiki is horrified by what Kei concealed.

With belated rejoicing, she mentioned "that gentleman" in a tone of respect: "So, that gentleman saved Hui once, and taught you [spell common sense] and [spell power] benefactor of the method of use]."

Fu Hei Hui responded.

Tsumiji looked at the things in the shopping bag: "That gentleman also secretly stuffed these meats for you?"

Fu Heihui nodded silently.

Seven-year-old Tsumiji blinked, and sighed involuntarily: "Hui met a very gentle and kind man."

"...It would be better to say that he is an idiot who likes to meddle in his own business and worry about things."

Fu Heihui looked away, with a stern face, and whispered to Tsumiji's words with as fierce an expression and tone as possible.

Tsumiji was taken aback.

She looked at her younger brother's tangled side face, and couldn't help laughing after a while.

Ahhh.

That must be an outstanding adult beyond imagination.

Must have extraordinary personality charm, can make people have a strong sense of security, gentleness and integrity.

Otherwise, Hui, who is vigilant, independent and precocious in her family, would not show such a cute and awkward look when talking about that gentleman.

——Like a kitten finding a trustworthy kind, it instinctively shows closeness and dependence, but tries to restrain itself because of various "worries".

Because the other party is a gentle and good person, I don't want to take advantage of the other party's kindness and add extra burdens to him... similar "concerns".

It was Huihui's choice, Tsumiji thought.

After hearing her sister's laughter, Fu Heihui refused to look at her even more.

He pursed his lips, drooping his slender eyelashes, and his expression was very stiff.

He couldn't help but recall the look and voice of that "Mr. Air" not long ago when he carefully proposed to send him home.

Too gentle.

Too considerate.

How can there be such a person?

Fu Heihui even had the illusion that "as long as I am willing to ask him for help, I will definitely get a response".

Is it an illusion?

It's best if it's an illusion.

Otherwise, you are really an idiot.

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However, Fu Heihui still underestimated how stupid Mr. Stupid is.

The day after we met that night.

Fu Heihui, who was about to go to school, was carrying a schoolbag and a bag in his hand, with a blank expression on his face.

——Why are there such people?

He didn't know how many times he had thought of this.

However, that idiot "Mr. Air" can refresh Hui's cognition every time.

His biological father, who had forgotten his name and appearance, left him early, and was then abandoned by his stepmother.

In my impression, Hui, who has almost never felt pampered by adults, and can only depend on her younger sister for life, looked down at the things in the bag with a dazed and helpless expression.

There were two handmade bentos in the bag, and the bento boxes were carefully wrapped with a tablecloth with a kitten print, and two boxes of milk were neatly placed in the corner of the bag.

Fu Heihui found a sticky note from the bag, on which was written in a pen that there was no room for rejection——

[To Fuhei's family: I accidentally cooked too much, if you don't mind, please bring it to school to eat.

If you don't need it, please dispose of it! ]

The author's name is not marked on it.

But the beautiful handwriting, which is exactly the same as the "Book of Questions", made Fu Heihui recognize the author's identity in an instant.

It is the "Mr. Air" who has no sense of existence.

How did the other party find his home, and how did he know that Fu Hei's family had two children—Fu Heihui should have raised his vigilance, but was silent at this moment.

Fu Heihui couldn't speculate about that person in a negative direction, and even took the initiative to find reasons for the other party when his mind was confused:

After he disappeared that night, he did not leave.

Did you watch me go home from afar?Did you notice Tsumiki who opened the door for me?

Either way, it's not malicious.

Sensibility is so affirmed, and rationality is so affirmed.

Because he is as young as Tsumiji, and he is still abandoned by his guardian, helpless, and has nothing.

And that gentleman is powerful and can eliminate his own sense of existence... If he wants to do something bad, he doesn't need to spend so much trouble.

Therefore, Fu Heihui came to a conclusion in a trance.

That well-informed idiot already knew the situation of Fuhei's house.

And the other party's excessive tenderness and sense of responsibility made it impossible to turn a blind eye.

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since then.

The siblings of the Fuhei family were fed by the invisible "Mr. Air" for more than a month.

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The first day of being fed.

After receiving the bento, the Fuhei siblings carefully cleaned the bento box and put it in a bag after returning home from school. After discussing with Hui, they wrote a note and put it in, and then put the bag outside the door.

[to Unknown Kind Mr.: Thank you very much for your kindness!The bento is really delicious, but we are worried that it will trouble you too much, so please don't work so hard, we can take care of ourselves. ]

"Will he come back to get it?" Hui asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, I hope so."

And it turns out that the gentleman did come back.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, there was a knock on the door of Fuhei's house.

Hui fastened the anti-theft chain, opened the door and looked outside.

Old bags containing empty bento boxes were taken away.

Meanwhile, a new bag was placed on the ground.

"...!!"

Fu Heihui quickly untied the anti-theft chain, ran out to look around, and even jumped up and grabbed half of the wall to look downstairs from the third floor.

However, no matter in the corridor or downstairs of the apartment, there was no figure of the strangely dressed man.

I didn't turn my head around, I didn't know how to run so fast.

Fu Heihui picked up the new bag on the ground, opened it, and found that there were two heavy boxes of bento inside.

It is still for two people, and there is a message that they can't refuse the bento if they are short on living supplies.

[No trouble, it’s really overcooked.

If you can still eat it, please help eat it, otherwise it will be wasted. ]

Brand new handwriting.

And the new content was obviously written temporarily after seeing Tsumi Jihui's note.

Did that guy carry a pen and paper with him?

No, the point is—what a bad lie!

Open the bento box for dinner, and there are exquisite and tempting delicacies inside: thick hamburger meat topped with sauce, cabbage on the bottom, octopus sausage, egg and shrimp rolls, and freshly cut matching fruits, even the rice is sprinkled Garnish with a little sesame seeds.

As hearty as a bento lunch during the day.

This is not the extent that "overcooked" can explain.

Megumi wrote the note attached to the empty bento box at the door this time.

[Thanks, it's not "overcooked" though it's really appreciated?Please don't continue, we have no way to repay you, and we cannot accept such kindness with peace of mind. ]

The next day.

ready for school.

At the door of their apartment, a new bento reappeared as always.

This time, the "Mr. Air" who always refused to appear in front of the Fuhei siblings wrote a long passage:

[I'm so sorry to have deceived you, but please hear my justification.

I have a daughter who is about your age and I am currently practicing a new recipe for her.

But adults have different tastes than children.She is a good child, even if it is something I burnt, she will eat it seriously, but I don't want her to force herself.

Therefore, my real purpose is to ask you to help me taste the taste of new recipes.

I really need your feedback on bento, your evaluation is very important to me.

So, please, please accept my unkind offer to hire you.

Go ahead and help me taste new dishes and give me feedback on how the food tastes, that's something only you guys can help me with. ]

Fu Heihui: ...

Fu Heihui: I am not such a child who will be fooled easily!

Do you think you can convince me with such serious and serious words and expressions?

That idiot lord...abominable and cunning lord...who would believe this kind of rhetoric...

The little dark-haired kid holds today's new bento—still warm.

That little bit of temperature, which was not very obvious, seemed to be able to warm his whole body through the touch of the palm.

Fu Heihui lowered his head, not letting anyone see his expression.

"My lord idiot..."

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The exchange of sticky notes has continued since then.

Tsumiji writes food feedback seriously every day.

Occasionally, Kei would slowly make suggestions, and then Tsumiki would write them in.

However, the knowledge of these two children is too narrow.

I have tasted too few foods, and my definition of deliciousness is not high, so most of the time the feedback is only "delicious" and "very delicious".

But even so, that "Mr. Air" would seriously reply to a note with [Thank you, it was a great help] with serious words every day.

It's as if their descriptions are so exquisite.

There will even be "payments" every week.

That was pocket money for each of them.

Of course, "Mr. Air" emphasized that it was a reward, and even wrote a note very seriously:

[This is your salary for this week, thank you for your hard work this week, please be sure to collect it, and don’t lose it. ]

The "salary" was sealed in an envelope, and the names of the two people were written on it, and there were even dates, such as [4.20-4.26 salary settlement].

It was as if these two little guys, six or seven years old, were really working for "Mr. Air" to earn living expenses.

The Fuhei siblings, who lost their guardians and thought they would depend on each other for life, did not seem to have changed much in their daily lives, but seemed to be a little better.

The "living expenses" left by Mrs. Fuhei who left were not even less at the end of the month.

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Tsumiki has always wanted to thank that "Mr. Air" in person.

She squatted at the entrance several times, trying to wait for the unknown gentleman to rush out to stop him when he came to collect the bento box.

However, none of them were successful.

It can be said that it has been repeatedly defeated.

Hui even let the two dogs out, but still couldn't catch the gentleman who refused to show up.

Tsumiji could only retreat and do other things.

It's like baking some small biscuits by yourself on weekends, wrapping them in paper bags, dividing them into two, and putting them outside the door together.

[To the kind Mr. and Mr.'s daughter. ]

Be sure to get a reply the next day.

[It was delicious, both me and my daughter liked it very much, thank you. ]

To be precise, that "Mr. Air" will definitely reply to their notes most of the time.

Even if it is not related to the taste of food, but just ordinary life troubles and knowledge, you will get serious replies.

Tsumiji: [Megumi was praised by the teacher today, and he got No.1 in the quiz. ]

Unknown Mr.: [To be able to stand out among so many people is truly remarkable! ]

Hui: [How can I train my technique better?I think my shikigami seem to be more than black and white, but I don't quite understand how to explore. ]

Unknown Mr.: [If there are multiple shikigami, if you want to master more, you will need more spell power. If you want to train, start by maintaining the first shikigami in the world for a long time, but You are still too young, please be careful and don't rush for success. ]

... I don't know when, the two children of Fuhei's family began to look forward to the daily notes.

Anticipation of sticky notes, even more than delicious food.

It is worth mentioning that the "Mr. Air" who always answers every sentence seriously always avoids talking about one kind of sticky note.

That is the sticky notes such as "invite to be a guest" and "invite to meet" that require on-site communication.

No matter how obliquely the Fuhei family's siblings write, the other party will pretend not to see it.

Fu Heihui, who has been silently rejected countless times and is only six years old, has been trying to catch that gentleman for a long time.

He is as competitive, squatting near the entrance with a small face and two big fluffy dogs every day.Tsumiki was also driven to make a fuss.

The Fuhei family has never been so lively.

Especially Hui.

The always cold and precociously independent kid behaved like a real six-year-old for the first time.

In order to catch the "Mr. Air" who came and went in a hurry, they even carefully wrote the schedule.

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The author has something to say:

Ubu has no idea of ​​adopting Megumin and Tsumiki yet.

Because he was concerned about his identity as a curse spirit, as long as he was not exposed, accepted and confirmed, he would never think of adopting him.

He is very distressed now, and he doesn't know how to find adopters for the two children. However, after feeding them for a month, he gradually feels that it is not impossible for him to continue feeding them remotely...

(The Fuhei siblings will still be picked up.)

Mr. Curse Spirit (expressionless and decadent face): In order not to be caught, he ran very seriously every day.jpg