Curse of the Eye of the Dead

The "child" in Uo's mouth is a girl who is only four years old.

The name is Chacha.

A child of the Tsurumi family.

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Chacha broke in suddenly one day.

It's a small one, just a little taller than Usheng's calf, and you can't see it unless you lower your head.

That child has a strong spell power, and his perception of the existence of a completely negative spell spirit should also be strong.

But unexpectedly rough nerves... probably rough nerves?

——Not at all afraid of the deadly, tall super-level curse spirit in front of her who can completely cover her with the shadow cast by her body alone.

When Chacha met for the first time, she opened warm brown eyes like a puppy, smiled, and raised her hand to grab Mr. Curse Ling's terrifying and dangerous bone tail.

The thorn of the bone tail that Uogi subconsciously restrained turned it into a smooth curved surface, so that it would not pierce the little guy's hand.

Chacha has clean eyes.

There is no fear.

There is no exclusion.

Cling on enthusiastically like a puppy that just found a playmate.

Mr. Curse Spirit, who was caught by the tip of his tail, froze all over: ... He was so vigilant.

No matter how sullen Uno is, how he looks at her with lifeless red eyes, how he indulges his dangerous aura... this little guy still doesn't have the slightest fear, as if he has seen through the nervous and harmless big man in front of him same heart.

Since then, Mr. Manu Ling's boring life has been illuminated by this rough little sun.

He didn't know how this little guy came to the forbidden area every day-after the first encounter, when Uosu hugged the little guy and was about to send him back to his home at the foot of the mountain, he found that the ruggedness and distance of the mountain road were absolutely incomparable. It is not a four-year-old child who can "struggle in" several times.

But Chacha appears in the forbidden area every day.

Asking about Chacha, she just said softly, "The second grandpa of the family sent me here."

Uosheng didn't know who the second grandfather Chacha was talking about, and he didn't know what the other party wanted to do.

But he doesn't care.

The monster who has retained the human heart is really too lonely in this chaotic age.

So much so that the hesitant rejection and resistance in his heart... was easily burned by the enthusiastic little sun.

——[Unable to form a relationship].

However, the lonely monster is still attracted by the light like a moth to a flame.

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Every day when we parted, Uo would carefully "kill" the cursed breath on the little guy, and quietly send it back to his home without letting anyone know, and then with a decadent face, he secretly looked forward to seeing him again the next day.

No matter what the person who brought Chacha to him was thinking - it didn't matter.

He is strong.

Also nothing.

There is nothing left to lose.

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Then, unconsciously.

The strong, tall and dangerous mantra turned into a humanoid dog climbing frame for the little guy without dignity.

Chacha has a rough nerve, without the slightest sense of vigilance and crisis.When she likes someone, she always shares the best of herself.Like my own candies, dolls, small pastries... The little ones always move to Mr. Curse Ling's house.

Chacha is lively, but not impatient, very obedient and sensible.When Uno sweeps his mother's grave, the little guy will learn to do it in a decent way.

Later, I will bring two small flowers or beautiful leaves on the way to visit Mr. Curling, one for the lonely Mr. Curling and one for Mr. Curling's mother.

The little guy likes to sneak under Mr. Curse Spirit's long, shaggy white hair, which is reminiscent of clouds or wool.

When the butterflies or birds land, she will come out from under her long fluffy hair with a "woo-wah", and then look at the butterflies or birds flying away, and she can't stop laughing brightly.

But if you want to say that the little guy loves it the most, it has to be Mr. Curse Ling's long bone tail.

The bony tail that has restrained the bony spurs is smooth and powerful. The little guy can sit on the swing, exclaim in surprise and be thrown into the sky before being hugged tightly. When tired of playing, he can hug it and doze off.I don't dislike its tough meat at all.

Finally, the pair of bone horns.

Sitting on the strong and powerful shoulders of Mr. Curse Ling, Chacha likes to grab the pair of long horns and shout "Let's go" childishly like a commander.

Mr. Curse Spirit, who considers himself a monster, all his non-human parts were easily accepted.

Four-year-old Chacha likes everything about Mr. Curse Ling.

When sleeping in Mr. Curse Ling's arms curled up in a ball, he would drowsily cling to his strong and elastic developed muscles, and call Dad in his sleep.

Uno opened his eyes wide, his decadent expression froze slightly.

Dad...?

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It was a month later that Uosheng met the "second grandpa of the family" who delivered tea to the forbidden area every day.

The old man arched his back slightly, his face was full of wrinkles, his hair was gray, and he couldn't see the shadow of his youth at all.

Uno was stunned for a long time, and then he recognized the identity of the visitor with his own [eyes].

are acquaintances.

The old man's name is Tsurumi Toranojiro.

He was Uo's best friend during his lifetime, and also his most trusted conjurer companion.

You are still alive.

However, has become so old?

Not only the appearance is getting old, but the original spirit is also——

Time...has been so long?

The dangerous Mr. Mantra was silent for a long time, as if recalling the memories of his life, his blood-clogged eyes instantly became tired.

Until under the coercion of the super magic spirit, Torajiro, who was trembling with fear instinctively, grabbed the trekking pole in his hand vigorously, and broke the silence with a hasty opening.

"Chacha has no parents!"

Tsurumi Toranojiro finally calmed down a bit after shouting this nervously, he bowed slowly, and continued:

"Master Uno, long time no see."

"...I want to talk to you about Chacha."

Mr. Curse Ling didn't answer, his breath was sluggish.

The old man trembled his lips, lowered his head, and continued:

"I don't need to say more, you should be able to see it."

"That child has the same special physique as Mrs. Sachiko."

Chacha has a very large amount of mana power, and the amount of this mana power continues to increase with age.

But no formula.

Not even mana can be used.

Of course, Chacha is only four years old, and on the premise that she is usually awakened at the age of five or six, it can be said that she is not yet old enough for the awakening technique.

But both Toranojiro and Uno knew that it wasn't like that.

Chacha will never awaken the spell.

She is very unfortunate to have the same physique as Tsurumi Sachiko - an excellent mother.

Uzumaki was silent.

Toranojiro continued:

"Chacha's parents couldn't see curses, and hated the magic world. They left Tsurumi's surname early on. After discovering that their child had excellent magic power, they couldn't accept it, so they chose to sell her to the main family...Tsuru The Jian family has been raising her, because she was the first child born with huge magic power after [that incident]."

"The family is observing. They plan to wait for Chacha's awakening before considering whether to train her to become a magician or let her marry."

"However, Chacha doesn't have spells. Although I was the first to notice this and covered up that child, it won't last long after all. The upper echelons of the family will soon realize the special nature of Chacha, and then... "

Tsurumi Toranojiro's eyeballs were extremely cloudy, he paused when he said this, and then continued:

"This kind of special physique will inevitably become a victim of power. Chacha will become one of the three royal families as the mother for reproduction... That is a worse ending than marriage. I don't need to say more, you should also know it, Lord Uo What kind of fate is it?"

Mr. Curse Spirit instantly thought of his mother.

His white eyelashes trembled, and his lifeless red eyes were full of complexity.

Uosheng finally spoke, with a hoarse voice: "The magic world is still the same."

Toranojiro nodded: "Fifty years are like a day... There is no progress at all."

Uno: "What do you want to do when you send Chacha to me?"

Tsurumi Toranojiro shuddered and closed his eyes.

"...Master Uno, it has been 50 years."

"I have become as ugly and dirty-minded as most old guys in the magic world, so even if Chacha is really sent to the Yusanjia, I won't interfere...I can't interfere, Just as I cannot tell young people the truth of 50 years ago."

"It's just that I still have a little guilt left."

The aged Toranojiro trembled and opened his eyelids again, and looked at the curse spirit with cloudy eyes—although there was still fear, there was also a paradoxical heartache.

The strongest conjurer back then has become what he is now.

It used to be the most gentle and perfect existence, more suitable to be described by light and hope than anyone else, as merciful and powerful as a god in the world.

Having seen the optimistic, sunny and gentle conjurer demeanor of the other party before his death, the old man almost shed tears when facing the decadent and silent Uogi.

It was the Tsurumi family who made the other party's life worse than death.

"Master Uno, the Tsurumi family is sorry for you."

"I also failed to complete your entrustment, and failed to take good care of Mrs. Sachiko... I am ashamed of you, but at least, I want to give Chacha a chance, and I also want to give you a chance, Mrs. Uno."

When Toranojiro said this, he finally raised a smile.

Not a very good-looking smile, the old man seemed to have not smiled for a long time.

"I told Chacha that her father is here."

"But her father has amnesia and doesn't remember her anymore. I also told Chacha not to tell you about your amnesia, so it will scare you... Then I told her...as long as she works hard to make you happy When you wake up, you can wake up the memory."

Uosheng suddenly recalled that little sun called "Dad" when he was sleeping in a daze.

"...Are you happy? I remember that you liked children the most back then, and there is no child in your family who doesn't like you. Those little guys like to talk to you about everything, and you always favor them."

"If it wasn't for those children, you would have taken Mrs. Sachiko and left long ago... No, thinking about it now, if you had really taken Mrs. Sachiko and left Tsurumi's house early, you probably wouldn't be in such a ghostly state now. "

"You always say that children are hope, so the future of the Tsurumi family can still be saved... But in the end, it was the Tsurumi family who killed you first."

"So, so!"

Tsurumi Toranojiro tightly grasped the trekking pole in his hand, his tone suddenly became passionate.

"Master Uno... Please give yourself and Chacha a chance."

"Leave the Tsurumi family, don't bother with the Tsurumi family's affairs, and live your own life freely."

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Chacha is not an idiot.

No, she would easily believe the words of the old man, and she is probably an idiot who regards a terrible monster as her father

It's just... It should be regarded as a little clever ghost among idiots.

Like a small animal, she has a keen sense of emotion.

From the terrifying aura of Mr. Curse Spirit, Chacha clearly sensed his decadence and pain, as well as his indulgence of human cubs.

She has been working hard to make adults happy.

To cheer her daddy up.

Give Dad the favorite candy and dolls, accompany Dad to sweep grandma's grave, and then play with Dad.

Some sensitive children are the most able to detect who is really good to her.And Chacha, who is unique in this aspect, has only felt the purest and unconditional love from this curse spirit from the beginning to the end.

That's why she longs for her parents' tea, so she believes in Toranojiro's statement.

After all, Mr. Curse Spirit will lift her up high, play games with her, and ride on her shoulders.

He even told stories to lull her to sleep.

——It's dad!

Chacha smiles brightly every day, and she is keenly aware that Mr. Manjuling is beginning to relax, so she looks forward to her father's "recovery of memory" every day.

Until Tsurumi Uo finished talking with the old man, he sat cross-legged in front of his mother's grave in a daze.

Chacha noticed Mr. Curse Ling's depressed mood again.

The little guy trotted over without hesitation, and gently pulled Mr. Curling's thin, soft, fluffy cloud-like long hair.

"Mr. Uno, are you in a bad mood?"

"……No."

"A liar is a puppy."

"...That's probably a little bit."

Chacha imitated Uno and sat down cross-legged, accompanying the tall and tall Mr. Mantra.

She was very obedient and didn't say anything, just accompanied him quietly, but in the end, she dawdled and hugged Mr. Curse Ling's bony tail again.

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Dusk hour.

Chacha will be sent back to her home again.

"Mr. Uno, why have you been staying in the woods behind the mountain? Wouldn't you be lonely by yourself?"

Chacha was riding on Mana Ling's shoulders, holding Mana Ling's long horns with both hands, and asked with her head tilted.

"It's lonely...but I have to wait there."

"Who are you waiting for? Will you leave the yard when you get there?"

"Waiting for the Patriarch of Tsurumi to complete the agreement and bring the person who can exorcise me to me." Mr. Curse Ling said in a low and calm voice, "I am waiting for the day when I will be exorcised."

"Why do you want to be expelled?"

"Because I'm in too much pain."

"Will it not hurt after being exorcised?"

"...Ah, it won't be painful after being exorcised."

"When will someone who can exorcise Mr. Uogi appear? Is he a doctor?"

"I don't know...but it's not a doctor."

The mantra seriously answered the little guy's childish questions.

Until he went down the mountain and arrived at the place where he should leave, Uso hugged the little guy riding on his shoulders.

"Sir, do you want to wait any longer?"

"probably."

"What if you can't wait?"

"Maybe we'll have to wait forever."

"Then what should I do if I feel lonely?" Chacha was worried.

Uno almost unconsciously bent his mouth slightly for a moment, and he raised his hand to touch the little guy's head:

"...you won't be lonely now."

Chacha, who was petted like a puppy, blinked her big eyes.

She tilted her head, made up her mind, suddenly raised her little finger, and stared seriously at Mr. Curse Spirit's eyes:

"Mr. Uno! Is this good? Chacha will work hard from now on. If Mr. Uno can't wait for that person...in the future, Chacha will exorcise you when you grow up, so that you won't be in pain anymore .”

"We can pull the hook, Chacha won't break his promise."

She is only four years old, and she is also a girl. Chacha has not received systematic spell knowledge education before she has awakened to spells and is still in the family observation period.

Of course, she didn't understand the meaning of "exorcism".

However, she knew that exorcism would not "pain" Mr. Cursing Spirit.

Chacha didn't know what kind of disaster her physique would bring her.

She has no spells, and although the spell is powerful, it is more difficult to use than ordinary people... The road of a magician is destined to be full of thorns for her.

But Chacha is very serious.

She didn't want to make her favorite Mr. Cursing Spirit suffer—her eyes spoke plainly and simply.

... Do you want such a child to be polluted by the magic world?

Tsurumi Uoki was silent for a long time with his pale eyelashes drooping.

[Please give yourself and Chacha a chance. ]

The words of the old man are still in my ears.

Some big decisions just need a little boost.

Mr. Curse Ling, who had been ignorant of children during his lifetime and had committed many crimes, had a heartbeat like a drum.

Toranojiro, I don't need opportunities anymore, and I don't have any life anymore.

However, Chacha is different.

Chacha is a young child with a physique similar to that of her mother, with a high probability of walking on a path of similar fate...

It is impossible to turn a blind eye.

Toranojiro, you have really become a cunning and scheming old man... Let Chacha touch me, you guessed it right?

Curse Spirit thought slowly, the body that was as oppressive as a hill squatted down slowly, his back leaned forward slightly, like a fully drawn bow, full of explosive power.

"Okay, then it's agreed... In the future, you will exorcise me, and you can only exorcise me."

Uosheng stretched out his hand, and carefully pulled the hook with Chacha.

Am I eligible?

Am I, who committed [that kind of thing], still qualified to take care of such a young child?

With such hesitation, the white-haired and black-skinned curse spirit hooked the little sun in front of him.

The fingers felt fragile and soft to the touch.

Looking into Chacha's eyes, Mr. Manju Ling, who revised the agreement by accident, slowly made the oath with a deep and hoarse voice with that decadent face on his face.

"And before that... I will protect you from growing up, unless you no longer need me."