Curse of the Eye of the Dead

The mantra skeleton brought by Gojo Satoru aroused curious crowds from the students.

After all, they had known about this self-aware new member of the high school from Panda, but it was the first time they had seen each other.

The little yeti with fluffy white fur has a good temper.

Except for silently shaking his head and shaking his furry hands in front of his body in order to politely and firmly reject the girl's chest hug, he can touch and pinch her any way he wants.

"Why don't you give me a hug!"

Nagizaki Yeqiang, who was greedy for the other party's fluffy fur, failed to capture frequently, she looked at the curse that was picked up by Gojo Satoru and stuffed into Hui's arms, and then stayed there obediently, and protested unwillingly: "Damn it, this is Shikigami's Charm? Can tame small animals so easily..."

Panda tilted his head: "Eh? Is that the case? I don't have any special closeness to Hui, because everyone is my important companion."

"No, right? It looks so good."

Knotweed tried to pick it up, and the little curse that was carried obediently without dodging at all made the young man smile.

Then... Manu Kui experienced the treatment of lifting high, throwing high and turning around.

The curse skeleton with its feet flying up seemed to be stunned, but it still didn't struggle, it just indulged helplessly.

Nagasaki Yarose looked at this scene with wide eyes and was greatly shocked.

She said dryly: "...Isn't this guy just created not long ago? Damn it, children really don't know how to get close to beautiful women."

Although she said such self-comforting words, Nagasaki Wild Rose became visibly sluggish.

Probably because she lost out to the two boys in the same class in terms of charm, which made her very frustrated.

Just like the trapped child who was rescued in the mission was afraid of her but got close to the knotweed, Nagasaki was hit hard.

The little curse turned his head and looked at the girl with short brown hair very distressed.

——Although there is no expression on the fur-covered face with only a pair of red eyes exposed.

He tilted his head and thought for a while, then patted the knotweed lightly with his paws, asking the other party to put him down, then the little curse skeleton suddenly disappeared in place, and not long after everyone thought he was bored and left, he came back again .

Less than one meter high, the fluffy skeleton with a pair of small black corners raised its eyes like red glass beads, raised its paws, and beckoned to Wild Rose like a beckoning cat.

Briar squatted down.

Immediately, Manchu took out handfuls of bright red wild fruits from his pocket hidden under his thick white hair, and put them in Wild Rose's palm.

The girl lowered her head in a daze, looking at the wild fruit that was about to fall and a beautiful little flower that she was holding in both hands.

Then he was patted on the head by the curse.

"It's a raspberry."

Gojo Satoru leaned over to look at it, took one from Ye Qiangwei's hand and threw it into his own mouth, "It's pretty sweet."

"Gojo Satoru——!" Nagasaki Wild Rose exploded in an instant.

"Don't be angry, there must be more."

The bastard who owed his hand smiled and dodged the student's fist, he ran quickly behind the curse, squatted down, grabbed the opponent's paw and shook it at Briar Rose: "If he sends something, everyone must have it." It's all over!"

Noctua is right, that thick fur is really a good way to hide the eyes.At least Uosu hid a lot of fruit on the body of the curse, which can't be seen from the outside.

It wasn't until Wujo Satoru unceremoniously put his evil hands into the furry belly of the curse, and took out a large pile of raspberries from the pocket at the belly one after another, that he exposed the curse. Pocket storage capacity.

...and the degree of puffiness.

The others silently looked at the raspberries piled up beside the mansion, and looked at his small size.

...how on earth did it fit in!

The curse stood obediently.

Although the original intention was to pick fruits for Wild Rose Nagasaki to comfort her, but as an old father who raised a large group of children, it has become his instinct to keep the water in order.

The other people's shares were not missed after all, but Nazaki still received an extra beautiful flower.

After receiving the gift, Nagasaki was eager to catch him again, but the cursed body quickly dodged again, and still firmly refused to hug him, and bowed in apology after pulling away.

Gojo Satoru, who finally satisfied his bad taste, acted as a translator: "It's not that he hates you so he doesn't give you hugs, it's just because he can't be hugged by girls. It's okay for you to touch him, pinch him, or even give him a high Oh?"

Nagasaki has a straightforward personality, and his temper comes and goes quickly.

Now she was looking at the little curse skeleton with bright eyes, and when she heard Gojo Satoru say this, she subconsciously asked, "Why can't girls?"

Gojo Satoru grinned: "Because, he is a very particular old gentleman who cares about etiquette."

... old sir.

Everyone silently looked at the cute little one's appearance, and couldn't see the word "old".

Moreover, isn't this the young curse skeleton created by Principal Noctua not long ago?

The "Old Mister" continued to stand where he was. He looked at Gojo Satoru, who was facing him with his mobile phone, and "sighed" vividly.

Gojo Satoru: Unexpected harvest, it's really interesting for a gentleman like this to be distressed!

Uno, who can't speak: ...This is a bad boy.

Even if the bone family does not directly transmit the sense of touch, it is a part of Uogi's body after all, and the consciousness is connected with the vision.

Therefore, Uo couldn't let his family members who were walking outside be hugged by a young girl against his chest under non-emergency and unavoidable circumstances.

They don't know the body of the mantra, because the other party looks cute, plus the newborn setting given by the night moth and the harmlessness guaranteed by the teachers, it is not incomprehensible that they can't help but want to touch it .

But it's one thing for others to misunderstand it, and it's another thing for an adult male to accept it on the premise of clear self-awareness.

For Uo who lived in the last century and was well taught by his mother, this is very rude and disrespectful to women.

There is absolutely no way for the well-educated Uzo to do this.

Therefore, the curse has been running away seriously, shaking the hairs on the head with all its strength, and not forgetting to wave his hands: No, it really can't!

Over time, Nagasaki gave up, after all, it is not good to force others.

Maki, who had tried to catch it a few times, suddenly remembered something: "Speaking of which, the panda said that this is a defensive curse skeleton responsible for patrolling in the high school, right? Why did you suddenly have to make a special curse skeleton for security? Because of the invasion of Hyakki Yako last year The incident? Or the super magic spirit group mentioned in the previous report that seems to be targeting the knotweed?"

Gojo Satoru: "Well... there are probably all these reasons, right? We are a very conscientious school, and it is only natural that we will take good care of our students!"

A conjurer is about to go to the battlefield at a young age... It is not normal for someone to think that this kind of thing is correct.

There is never a reason to take for granted that it is correct.

It is precisely to protect children like you and ease the living environment of conjurers as much as possible that they work so hard.

Conjurers are scarce.

In addition to the low birth rate of sorcerers, another reason for this is the internal persecution in the magic world.

If the roots are damaged, the tree will not grow well, let alone flourish.

For example.

Night Moth Zhengdao has the ability to create autonomous curse skeletons like pandas. Although it takes time to grow, it can indeed expand the number of curse skeleton masters to relieve the work pressure of curse masters.

Even the curse skeleton has the advantage that the core can be repaired without being damaged... This was originally a great breakthrough.

But the magic world can't even protect the interests of magicians, let alone autonomous magic skeletons.

Night Moth regards them as his own children, so he is worried that the autonomous curse skeleton with self-awareness and soul, and fully possesses the same emotions as human beings will be used as a tool by the terrible high-level, so he refused the high-level request without hesitation. Speak the command to make it.

Therefore, the high-level officials doubted the intention of Noctuid Moth, pointed out the danger of the other party, and ordered the ban of this technology.

Another example is the persecution examples like Shir and Maki... In short, there are countless.

The internal persecution in the conjuration world is also an important reason for the poor living environment of conjurers.

This is what Gojo Satoru and the others intend to change.

And to protect the conjurer... This kind of idea starts from the sight that is within reach.

He will protect the students well, these are the words from the heart of Gojo Satoru as a teacher.

——Although because the tone was too serious, everyone couldn't be moved.

"Speaking of which, what's his name?" The knotweed hugged the curse bone again, and he couldn't help rubbing and pinching it so nicely, and then asked curiously.

Panda: "Zhengdao asked me to call him Mr.... How strange, if Mr. has self-awareness, Zhengdao will not give him a name."

Hui looked at the curse skeleton pinched by the knotweed. The familiar color scheme and the fluffy fur gave him a sense of déjà vu that made him very fond of this curse skeleton at first. When he heard what the panda said, He couldn't help being slightly stunned, turned his head to take a look, and then turned his gaze back to the cursed skeleton treated by the knotweed as a dog rua.

The fluffy hair is rua messed up and the curse is still very good-tempered, and the eyes like glass beads are very human, revealing the familiar calm and indulgence.

Hui, who was also hugged quietly in her arms for a long time before, suddenly had an ominous premonition.

He stared at Gojo Satoru suddenly: ...something seemed wrong.

Wujo Wujo said as expected: "Ah, it's really hard to call without a name. After all, this person seems to be going to get along with us for a while, so why not—"

Knotweed: "What what?"

Wujo Wu: "Anyway, let's call him Mr. Mao."

Hui's expression slowly froze, and her body stiffened.

Maki: "Mr. U...? Why is it called this? By the way, why do we call a newly born curse skeleton Mr.?"

Gojo Satoru grinned: "Because he will react if you call him that, anyway, don't ask, I respect him a lot, huh? He is a guy who can never be wrong to be called Mister!"

The knotweed was still rua, so he blinked, took a closer look at the shape and color of the mantra, and then freed up a hand to give Gojo Satoru a thumbs-up: "The name fits perfectly! Nice taste!"

The knotweed who didn't guess the identity of the curse body: I ​​really want to show it to Mr. Uo!

benefit:……

Hui gradually regained his senses belatedly from the stiffness, and knew his father better. His expression was sluggish, with a hint of stunned brainstorming, and he recalled one after another the small movements he had made on the curse skeleton before, and the temperature on his face was a little bit. rise.

He glared ferociously at Gojo Satoru who was pointing his phone at him.

Hui: You fucking bastard, you know what to do if you pat, pat, and you will kill your phone sooner or later...! !

"Tiger, staff."

Hui put his hand on the shoulder of the knotweed Yuren, and tightened it a little bit, with a very dignified and serious expression and lowered his voice: "Anyway, stop it for me, be polite... put Mr. Mao down, don't touch it! Don't touch it Stomach! Don't lift his hair! You too, Mr. Wutiao!"

"Ah...?" Knotweed was pinched, and he turned to look at Hui blankly.

Hui snatched the curse skeleton and held it in his arms without saying a word.

Then he lowered his head and glanced at him for a while, and then, the black-haired and green-eyed boy just hugged him upright and didn't let go.

Don't mess around, this is Dad.

...but cuddling should be fine.

Who can refuse a chance to hug the mini version of Uo's father!

Hui: I can't.

Ever since he learned that Uosu had released a series of skeleton family members wearing the shell of the cursed skeleton to act in Gaozhuan all the time, Huiping's daily actions became more serious.

And I really like to hold the furry mantra silently during the break time.

Hui, the anxiety of home love that arises from time to time because of being away from home for a long time, has received effective treatment at this moment.

then.

Before the official start of the exchange meeting, the bone family members controlled by Usheng in real time smoothly mixed into the student team.During his daily patrols, he began to habitually put all kinds of candy and snacks on the body of the curse, and he was keen to feed every student he met.

He also likes to boast and accompany the training. After each student successfully breaks through the training, the curse will seriously and gratify send a congratulatory flower, applause and head-patting attack.

"It is indeed the old man...!"

The uninformed students who thought it was strange to call Mr. Wang finally sighed tacitly in the daily life of being treated like children.

Much more mature and reliable than Gojo Satoru and Fuheisher...!

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Time passed day by day, and the day of the opening of the exchange meeting finally arrived.