Curse of the Eye of the Dead

The magic eye of death can obliterate [bind].

So whether this [restraint] can be maintained depends purely on the self-control of the curse spirit itself.

Although Uosheng promised not to destroy without authorization... But this verbal promise must be based on the premise that it will not affect his daily life.

But who knows what will happen in the future?

For example, the condition of "Do not hurt others" - if someone with malicious intentions focuses on the children of the Kitazawa family, trying to use, hurt or threaten them, this seemingly meek and depressed curse spirit will not be able to do anything. There is no doubt that it will become a terrible monster in an instant.

On this point, Wujo Satoru, who was beaten up by the monster curse spirit for trying to abduct a child, and who used the reversal technique to keep his face from swelling, has a very right to speak.

[Bondage] No lies are allowed.

Therefore, the answer of the curse spirit in front of him is undoubtedly completely true.

Those three children are really important to each other.

A super-level curse spirit so powerful that even [Restraint] can't do anything to him, but the fangs and claws can be easily restrained by a weak child.

incredible.

But Gojo Satoru had unbelievably many times today.

The white-haired young man has looked at this black-skinned and white-haired curse spirit countless times with amazed eyes: the other party seems to have some magical personality charm, and after contact, he can always easily make people forget his cursed identity.

[Not a bad guy. ]

Gojo Satoru made a judgment that even he thought was outrageous.

And he always trusted his own judgment.

all in all.

After gradually accepting the setting of this special curse that is incompatible with common sense, Gojo Satoru had a bold idea when faced with the last condition.

"The last condition of the bondage - when I go to visit, prepare me an extra dessert?"

The blue eyes of the young man with a wanton smile gleamed, and he stretched out a finger, "For example, start with egg tarts now?"

Uno: ...

Mr. Manu Ling was silent, and was speechless for a while.

What is your obsession with egg tarts, you strange conjurer who has everything wrong...?

That's a snack for kids!

The egg tarts left in his refrigerator are specially saved by Chacha for breakfast tomorrow!

Look at your tall stature, don't you feel guilty at all?

Mr. Curse Ling was overwhelmed by the ellipsis.

After he came back to his senses, Uso stared at the smiling face of the young man, recalling this seemingly simple condition, but he did not nod for a long time.

He pondered.

Tucao returns to Tucao, the curse of the old antiques of the last century is not for young people who are easily deceived.

He is not easy to fool.

Especially when enacting [bind] needs to be taken seriously.

[Bondage] is, to some extent, a play on words.

Whoever can play the word game better will be more profitable.

Gojo Satoru's last condition may seem simple, but it subtly contains another meaning.

The point is not the "dessert" in the second half of the sentence.

It's the "visit" in the first half of the sentence.

The young conjurer wanted to keep in touch with himself.

However, this was contrary to Uosheng's original plan.

The reason why Uosheng only put forward one binding condition was because he didn't intend to involve too much with the conjurer in front of him.

Tell people to shut up and not reveal the news, and he quickly dealt with the follow-up, took the children to move, and the two sides have no contact since then-this is the result he expected.

Surveillance?

Still haven't given up on Kei?

Various emotions flashed across the deep red eyes of the mantra.

And at this time, Gojo Satoru spoke again.

"You only made one request, and I made two. Now that I think about it, it seems unfair. Why don't you add one more?"

"For example [not to shoot at my children], it also includes all kinds of illegal behaviors such as coercion, injury, and threatening you with them...you can expressly prohibit them?"

The grinning white-haired young man said so, and he obviously knew that the other party had noticed the key point.

Yes.

Gojo Satoru didn't intend to end the matter just yet.

It's so novel.

Such a powerful curse spirit, such a wonderful family structure and affection...

anyway.

Companion, as long as you are credible and reliable, right?

Even if it's not human.

Such an absurd idea, probably only Gojo Satoru would have the courage to come up with practical actions.

So he made such a condition.

Don't hurt people, don't make enemies with conjurers... such conditions are meaningless at all.

Because the other party wanted to take care of the children and give them a normal, human growth environment—this was evident from the fact that the three children went to school normally.

So there is no need to mention this kind of condition at all, and the curse spirit will obey it honestly.

It is far inferior to what Gojo Satoru is proposing now.

[Access allowed. ]

...and dessert.

He has been curious for a long time about the taste of the dessert made by the mantra.

Uogi pondered for a long time with a blank face, and finally opened his mouth——

Gojo Satoru, who was worried about being rejected, interrupted, and added the key point again: "Don't rush to refuse, I have obtained Huisheng's father's will anyway."

The white-haired young man who obviously disliked the heaven and the tyrant spoke about the will without the slightest bit of shame.

"As you said just now, it is up to Hui to decide whether to become a magician or not. I personally agree with you very much."

"So let's make a compromise... I don't force Hui to become a magician, but you also have to give him a way to understand the world of magic."

"It's not that I'm complacent, but there is absolutely no conjurer stronger than me. Although you are powerful and know a lot, Mr. Curse Spirit, as a conjurer, you probably don't know the specific situation of conjurers. ? Megumi can understand the charm of the magician through me, right?"

Gojo Satoru spoke with great confidence, full of confidence.

He felt that the reason was perfect.

After all, according to common sense, even if a curse spirit accidentally heard about something about the Yusan family... it shouldn't know too much.

Uo, a former conjurer who is very familiar with the environment of the conjuration world, fell silent again after hearing the words.

As long as there is no reform in places like the magic world that have not been able to adapt for decades or hundreds of years, it will still be a rotten death rule. What changes can there be?

And, knowing the magic of a conjurer through you... are you serious?

Although he really didn't want to talk about others behind his back, the conjurer in front of him acted too out of character, and spoke very arrogantly, which was quite easy to offend people.

Uoyu hesitated for a long time: "Can't we change one condition?"

The white-haired youth elongated his tone: "I can't—"

Gojo Satoru's six eyes and Uogi's eyes that became [Demon Eye of Immortal Death] looked at each other silently for a few seconds.

Gojo Gojo, who felt the pain in his bones again, paused.

He said stiffly, "I'm not talking about outrageous conditions!"

Uzumaki let out a breath.

indeed.

This is not an outrageous condition, although the style of painting is subtle.

But the reason is barely enough.

Considering the identity of the other party, Uo, who has no idea how reckless and bold Gojo Satoru is, is more inclined to this white-haired young man to use this to legally observe and monitor himself.

Not surprisingly,

After all, he is a curse spirit.

If this conjurer did nothing, Uo, a former conjurer, couldn't help but frown.

Considering that Gojo Satoru also added additional restraints to himself, eliminating Uo's concerns about the children's safety, so in terms of the entire content of [Restraints], it is Gojo Satoru who bears the most restraints.

Uzumaki pondered for a long time.

Finally, he sighed and nodded, completing the [bondage].

"I see, just follow what you said. If you come to visit, I will prepare an extra dessert for you."

...if you can find someone.

Mr. Manu Ling, who was about to move, did not change his expression, thinking with a little guilty conscience.

.

The next morning.

seven o'clock.

The Kitazawa family.

Chacha yawned, rubbed her eyes, and got up on time.

She pulled down the little dinosaur nightdress that was about to roll up to her chest, and then stretched her waist with fluffy brown long hair that looked like Mr. Curse Spirit because of her wild and unsteady sleeping position.

Climbed out of bed, quickly changed his clothes, and finally put on puppy slippers for himself, and walked to the door of the room in a chacha-clack and twisted the doorknob.

Chacha, who stumbled into the bathroom, greeted his brothers and sisters with a normal expression. The three children were sorted by height and stood neatly by the spacious sink again.

They tacitly held toothbrushes and wash cups with small animal patterns, brushed their mouths with foam, and then took turns to wash them clean.

This is already a very daily scene in this family.

Happens basically every day.

The children of the Kitazawa family did not deliberately maintain unity.

Collecting a piece of laundry is purely because their biological clocks are too neat, and the person who bought this house for Usheng carefully considered Usheng’s body shape, and deliberately paid for the real estate agent to help replace some of the interior furniture—including This spacious sink.

It happened to be enough for three children to stand in a row.

So it became like this unconsciously.

Because of too many times, Mr. Mantra, who was in charge of making breakfast, bumped into him a few times. At that time, he tilted his head unconsciously with a decadent face, and the confusion of "why do we have to wash at the same time" appeared in his heart.

...But because the picture of the three little ones standing in a row according to their height is too cute, the 1.9-meter Mr. Curse Ling who is like a hill was stabbed in the heart silently, so he couldn't ask in the end.

If you say it, the picture will disappear!

Although this scene has been captured with a newly bought camera, the newly appointed old father still hopes that this lovely scene can last a little longer.

So Uno firmly put on a "this is normal" expression.

Whenever I look at the three little ones who are gradually inseparable at home, I will naturally feel a lot more relaxed.

In short.

The cold water hit their faces, and quickly drove away the little drowsiness left by the little ones.

A new day that is the same but never boring begins.

Today is Saturday Saturday.

No need to go to school.

"Good morning! Dad!"

Chacha yelled loudly from across the floor, her childish voice resounding with vigor.

At the same time, there was the sound of footsteps going downstairs.

"Chacha, I told you many times not to run on the stairs... Hey! Your slippers are all off!"

"Hui, when you're talking about Chacha, don't chase her down!"

Megumi and Tsumiki's voices also sounded one after another.

The three little guys came to the kitchen soon.

Chacha, whose slippers were all off, swooped down and hung firmly on Mr. Curse Ling, his hands and feet were pawed firmly, and the smiling child was so bright that he was a little silly, with big round brown eyes, barking happily like a puppy Shouting, she repeated the greeting again: "Good morning!"

"Good morning, Chacha, Megumi, Tsumiki."

Uso put the last breakfast on the plate, replied in a low voice, and then let the Chacha card pendant hang on him, and then brought the breakfast to the dining table with Megumi and Tsumiki.

Today's breakfast is an American breakfast picked from the recipe.

Soft and thick muffins, poured with maple syrup, put strawberries and blueberries, some bacon slices and fried eggs on the side, and served with hot milk.

Uno, who didn't intend to tell the children what happened last night, ate his breakfast slowly.

He pretended to be indifferent, but actually looked at Chacha frequently.

Chacha, who was oblivious to the adult's gaze, drank a big mouthful of milk, leaving a circle of milk stains on his mouth, narrowing his eyes happily, like a puppy wagging its tail contentedly.

Uzumaki breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before he breathed a sigh of relief, Chacha suddenly let out an "ah", looked around, and said strangely:

"Dad, why wasn't the egg tart I left yesterday heated?"

Uno: ...

The egg tarts in the refrigerator were mysteriously missing. Uo, who was planning to make a fresh hot egg tart for breakfast, didn’t notice that the important ingredients were used up, so he could only face the problem of [temporarily buying in time for the children to eat breakfast] early in the morning. fact.

Under the entanglement, Uosheng, who chose to make a sweet breakfast with the only remaining ingredients, failed to get away with it, and finally faced the question of "the owner", he couldn't help falling into silence.