Curse of the Eye of the Dead

Reform needs fresh blood and new ideas.

After experiencing several blows in just a few years, Wujo Satoru, who has personally experienced the decadent status quo of the magic world, has a deep understanding of this point.

If you want to change the current magic world, it will not work to rely on the existing old-school magicians who are almost [-]% monopolized by high-level and aristocratic forces, and whose ideas are corrupt.

So form your own faction anyway.

Establish a force that is completely different from the mainstream of the current magic world.

Therefore, he has to attract new possibilities that have not yet taken a stand.

Under such circumstances, Gojo Satoru, who was only 19 years old, glanced at his seniors, juniors, fellow clansmen, and existing free conjurers one by one.

In the end, I inadvertently recalled the only last words left by that guy Fuheshier when he was dying three years ago:

[In another two or three years, my son will be sold to the family of the Chanyuan...it is up to you. ]

"Two or three years" three years ago—it was about this time, right?

Gojo Satoru thought so, and then sent someone to call out the child's current address.

After making sure that the other party has not been taken away by the Zenyuan family, the idea of ​​going to see the other party in person came up.

To state in advance, he still hates that magician killer.

Gojo Satoru, who was still a young man, couldn't help showing an extremely disgusted face even if he thought about it.

After all, there is a grudge.

And even leaving aside the issue of hatred, Fu Heisher is also a typical representative of the word "scum" in the three views of normal people.

However, Gojo Satoru did not deny the opponent's strength.

Very strong.

Although it has zero magic power, its physical strength is unbelievably strong like a tyrant. Looking at the entire magic world, it belongs to the category of ridiculously strong—well, of course, it is still not as strong as the current strongest self.Gojo Satoru could swear to add this.

But that is a rare powerhouse.

The group of idiots in the Chanyuan family who are supremacy in spell power and technique will forcibly deny the opponent's strength just because the opponent has zero spell power, and even force the rare powerful faction to leave... It is a model of idiots.

Closer to home.

Wutiao Wu didn't care about the messy things of the Zenyuan family. Anyway, he had a grudge with Fu Heisher, and the Wutiao family and the Zenyuan family had been enemies for not a year or two. It doesn't belong to the category that can be wooed... Therefore, no matter how stupid Gojo Satoru is, they don't bother to talk about it.

Gojo Satoru now pays more attention to the child who lives outside and seems to be ignorant of the magic world.

Conjurer is a very unfair profession.

The strength of a conjurer and the upper limit he can reach basically depend on innate talent, and the stronger the strength, blood, and genes of the parents, the higher the probability of their children will have good talents.

Of course, there are also cases where strong people give birth to weak offspring, but the general probability of giving birth to excellent children is higher than that of ordinary people.

Judging from the last words of that guy Fu Heisher and his past character records, his asking price is definitely not low, and if he can sell his son at a high price to a Buddhist monastery that pays attention to spells and spells, his son should have A good sign of conjuration talent.

Otherwise, it won't sell for much money at all.

The Zenyuan family would not choose to spend a lot of money to buy a child with a foreign surname with ordinary talent.

In summary.

Although he was a rotten person, his eyesight in spells could still be trusted.And a young, wandering outsider, ignorant of the magic world, and a talented little magician...

Isn't this a candidate for a future companion delivered to your door!

I can't find a suitable companion right now, but if I bring back a little guy with good talent, it's not impossible to raise him from now on. Although the kid is too young, I'm only 19 years old anyway, and I don't lack money or power. There is a lot of time.Think of it as an early investment now, maybe it will bear fruit in the future and give him an unexpected big surprise?

The most important thing is - if I don't pick it up first, then it's almost time for the Zenyuan family to "inspect the goods".

Those group of people wanted to bring back a wandering Zenyuan bloodline back to their family, but it was only a matter of a few words, after all, they were all one of the three imperial families.

And places like Yusanjia... are basically the same.

Gojo Satoru, who himself grew up in Yusanjia, knew exactly what it was like.

A real class system.

As the holder of the top spells of [Six Eyes] and [No Lower Limit], he has always been the one enjoying privileges since he was a child at the top of the class, and he has never felt that there is anything wrong.

It wasn't until he grew up and went to a high school, changed his concept while getting along with his best friends, classmates, and teachers, and experienced heavy losses one after another, his best friends defected, and was targeted by high-level old men everywhere... Then he changed from a high-ranking [Son of God] to a [ people].

Then he began to loathe the entire magic world that exudes a rotten smell.

He can affirm that the Yusanjia is completely unsuitable for children to live in.

Rotten and lifeless.

The inescapable chain of discrimination.

A group of old people who seemed to live in the era of 800 years ago, thinking about concepts and rules that should have been escaped all day long.

It can crush a good seedling abruptly.

It's fine if you don't remember Fu Heisher's last words, but after thinking about it, watching a little guy is about to be taken to that kind of garbage dump... He always feels uncomfortable if he doesn't grab it.

So Gojo Satoru went to rob people before the Chanyuan family could act.

He directly found the address of Fu Heihui's little friend, took the time between missions and ran downstairs to Fu Hei's apartment, and began to block wild little black cats, gearing up to abduct them.

only--

Gojo Satoru, who had flinched in vain, was full of question marks: ... Where is my cat?

He even picked the lock of Fuhei's house quietly.

Then, looking at the empty, even dusty room, the 19-year-old Gojo Gojo was expressionless and silent for a while, and then put on a bad face that someone owed him a billion and started calling to contact him for this information asshole.

The intelligence personnel panicked: ...impossible!They are still going to school nearby, the address of the school information is filled there, and there is no other real estate under the name of Fu Hei's family, how could they not be there?

Before Gojo Satoru could say anything, the neighbors had noticed him.

After all, with a height of almost 1.9 meters - it seems that there is still potential for further development. It is a matter of course for such a conspicuous figure to attract attention.

We chatted together, and the neighbor said, "Oh, are you here to visit Fuhei's house?"

Neighbor: "Mrs. Fuhei seems to have changed jobs. About half a month ago, their children told me that they were moving... You can't find it here?"

moved?

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows.

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the other side.

The Kitazawa family.

Three little radishes stood in front of Uosheng in a row, raising their heads, like three small animals squatting at the feet of tall humans.

Standing in the middle, Fu Heihui blushed slightly. Under the secret encouragement of Jin Meiji and Chacha, he mustered up his courage and looked expectantly to hold up his quiz paper to Mr. Curse Ling.

It's a math quiz.

Full marks as always.

Mr. Manu Ling bent down to read it, then picked up the child, gave him a high lift, looked into the child's eyes very seriously, and then said: "Congratulations, you are indeed Hui, who is very good, every problem-solving The steps are very careful, and it can be seen that it is worthy of the name No.1.”

"……Um."

The child who was raised high and blushing faltered, his green eyes were full of joy and sparkle after being praised.

"There's also Chacha! Chacha also got the little red flower!" Chacha raised her hand to the adults, trying to boast, "I got No.1 in the running competition today!"

Uno asked Kei to sit on his left arm, and then hugged Chacha with his right hand, "Chacha's athletic talent is very good... Do you like running?"

"I like it!" Chacha raised a bright smiling face, and put her arms around the adult's neck: "Because the wind blows while running, as if flying!"

"Where's Tsumiji?" Uno looked at the last little girl who stood obediently and looked at her. The other party would stand up together, and she must have good news to tell him.

Tsumiji put her hands behind her back and blinked: "I didn't get full marks in the quiz... I accidentally made a mistake in a multiple-choice question."

"Have you learned the wrong question now?"

"Well, I have learned it, and I won't make mistakes next time."

"That would be great." Mr. Juling thought for a while, let Chacha climb onto his shoulders, grab the bony horns of his head and sit down, then hugged Jin Meiji with his free right hand: "Full marks for Hui It’s amazing, but Tsumiji who only got one question wrong and was able to master the wrong question in the first place is also very good.”

Mr. Curse Ling made a serious statement without changing his face.

The three little radish heads were pulled on Mr. Curse Ling.

Uo, who can easily serve as a cat climbing frame and a dog climbing frame for the three little guys, is fearless.

The little guys laughed at the same time.

Tsumiji: "Mr. Uno will only praise us."

"Because all of you are outstanding." Mr. Curse Spirit said solemnly with a decadent face, "It's the truth."

Tsumiji smiled so hard that her eyes were crescent.

That's what they said, but all of them knew that even if they didn't take the first place, this gentleman would still find various reasons to praise them.

It's a cute bragging machine.

After finally being put down by the adults, Tsumiji ran to his schoolbag after landing, and took out the small paper bag inside.

The seven-year-old black-haired girl held up the small paper bag in her hand: "Although I didn't get full marks in the quiz, my score in home economics was No. 1, and I got the best evaluation from the teacher... I brought my own Come back with your muffins, let’s eat together.”

"Okay!" Chacha's eyes lit up immediately, and she raised her hand excitedly.

Uo and Kei went to the kitchen to help with the dishes.

At the dining table, a family of four sat upright, each with a muffin.

Thick, soft and elastic muffins, with a little fruit and a little maple syrup, the taste is not even inferior to the dessert shop on the street.

It's just that the flavor has lost a little after it's cold, not as good as when it was just out of the oven.

But despite this, Chacha still ate with bulging cheeks and kept moving like a hamster. Mr. Hui and Manjuling, who were not very interested in sweets, also finished eating seriously, and then gave a high evaluation.

Uo, who has overturned his car countless times and knows the difficulty of cooking, really thinks that Tsumiki is very good.

And Kei, who once tried to help Uno cook, but burned the dishes completely, agreed with the adult's point of view very much.

And Chacha... In the eyes of her young and gluttonous, whether it is No.1 in running or No.1 in exams, it is obviously not as good as No.1 in home economics that Tsu Miki got.

Chacha: delicious! !

The tea, which is so delicious that it is about to melt, seems to be glowing all over.

The others couldn't help but want to laugh.

Megumi likes the present day-to-day.

I like the lively puppy-like younger sister, the gentle and kind older sister, and Mr. Curse, who always has a decadent face and loves every child without reservation.

If he can continue like this, he can do nothing.

Fu Heihui wanted to protect such a home.

and so--

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The next day.

School time.

Megumi Fukuro, who was waiting at the school gate for second-year Tsumiki to come out, was blocked by a suspicious white-haired youth.

Hui retreated vigilantly, staring at the visitor with a cold expression.

"Yeah, hello, kid Fu Heihui."

The white-haired young man with an incoherent tone put his hands in his pockets. Although he spoke in a brisk tone, his expression was extremely disgusted. After saying hello, he turned his head and muttered in an unrestrained voice: "Wow, it looks too similar to that guy." Alright..."

That rascal?

Kei grasped the key words without saying a word.

Looks like... and who?

Kei had an answer in an instant.

In Hui's existing understanding of blood relatives, if he could look like someone...it must be the father he hadn't seen for several years, and now he couldn't even remember his name and appearance.

His expression instantly became more repulsive.

"Don't make a bad face, I'm not here to ask for trouble."

The white-haired young man bent over with his hands in his pockets, and looked at the child's stinky face with a smile, "You're about to get into trouble soon? It's your father who brought you trouble... Follow me to the front corner when you have time Do you want to hear the whole story?"

"Who are you?" Fu Heihui's heart skipped a beat, but he still asked calmly

"I'm Gojo Satoru, a conjurer. Of course, you may not know what a conjurer is, but if it's related to the weird things you usually see, then you should be able to roughly understand... Huh?"

Gojo Satoru paused while speaking.

He tilted his head in silence, looked at Fu Heihui for a while, and then stroked his chin.

"You... seem to know about conjurers."

Hearing this, Fu Heihui froze.

He tried his best to keep his face expressionless, but he was too young to hide his emotions perfectly, and the moment of astonishment could not be hidden from the white-haired conjurer with [six eyes].

Of course Fu Heihui knew about the conjurer, he had already flipped through the "Book of Solving Mysteries".

He was even able to let the shikigami dogs out to play with Chacha for half an hour now.

To be honest, Hui's initial impression of the conjurer was not bad.

Because he mistook Uo in disguise for a magician in the past, under the mature and reliable performance of Mr. Curse Spirit, Fu Heihui's impression of this identity was "a good man who is upright, gentle and reliable".

However, this impression changed drastically after discovering Uo's identity and being adopted by Mr. Curse Spirit.

Fu Heihui: ...The conjurer is the one who exorcises the spirit of the curse.

Fu Heihui: And Mr. Usheng is a curse spirit.

Fuguro Megumi: So, this suspicious guy in front of him is a dangerous person who may be hostile or even take action to exterminate Mr. Uoyu.

As soon as the equation was established, Fu Heihui, who loved the current family the most, and especially looked forward to her new guardian, blew furiously like a cat.

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Huihui: From wanting to let the dog bite people to wanting to let the dog bite people.jpg

Chacha: From careful observation to welcome and finally to elementary school students (big white) cat and dog quarrel.jpg