Curse of the Eye of the Dead

The Japanese Elementary School Sports Day is very grand.

Although it is only a children's activity, for many families, it is no less grand than a traditional festival.According to the previous management, both parents basically go to battle together and actively support their children.

Therefore, schools generally choose to hold sports meetings on weekends-just to make time for parents who need to work.

Megumi and Tsumiki immediately told their guardians about the sports meeting just after the school announced it.

That day, the two of them didn't even have time to put down their schoolbags, but after hurriedly changing their shoes at the entrance, they ran over expectantly and held up the sports meeting notice issued by the school.The two siblings raised their faces tacitly, the serious face of Hui and the gentle smile of Tsumiji's eyes seemed to be filled with countless starlights, and they silently looked at the tall and decadent but mature and reliable father of the curse .

Children who are favored by adults are completely different in spirit from those who are not.

They who used to envy Chacha are now the ones who are favored.

I have gradually gotten used to acting like a baby—this was probably brought about by the little acting like a baby monster Chacha.

Although He Chacha's childish words are still a little hard to say, but the silent coquetry no longer makes Megumi and Tsumiki feel shy.

Because they are loved, they have the confidence to act like a baby: their curse father will never refuse their children's little requests.

It's the same this time.

Why reject it?

Mr. Curse Spirit takes it for granted: My children are just like other children, expecting their guardians to go to school to see their performance.

Although no one else could see the curse spirit, Megumi and Tsumiki didn't care about other people's opinions at all.

——Even if their father cannot be seen by others and has no blood relationship with them, he is still the most lovable and dependable gentle father in the world that they recognize.

Wanting to bring out the best in themselves for their guardian sir...that's what Megumi and Tsumiki are really looking forward to.

Games are undoubtedly a good way.

For this reason, even Hui, who is precocious and slightly withdrawn, will seriously cooperate with the class's sports meeting arrangement with a small face.

There are generally no individual events in the elementary school sports meeting, at least the Kanagawa Daiichi Elementary School where Megumi and Tsumiji are located.

All their activities are carried out in the form of a team, and even individual races are ranked according to the team's total score.In addition, the school also requires every student to participate, and the main purpose of their activities is to cultivate children's team spirit.

The main contents of their sports meeting include tug-of-war, relay race, horseback riding, crowd throwing and so on.Tug-of-war is generally used as an entertainment competition, divided into teacher groups, student groups and parent groups.In addition, the opening, intermission, and closing ceremonies feature several class performances.

There are performances in Hui and Tsumiki's classes, Hui and theirs are group gymnastics, and Tsumiki's is traditional hand drumming.

After receiving the news, Mr. Curse Spirit with a decadent face concentrated on preparations.

Because he had just added a large amount of income not long ago, he went directly to replace a professional camera that was heavy and heavy, and the spare battery was fully charged. In addition, the bento menu on the day of the event had also been determined in advance.

On the day before the sports meeting, Usheng spent more than four hours in the kitchen making bento.

His long, fluffy white hair was tied into a high ponytail. He went to the supermarket early in the morning to buy a lot of ingredients and came back with a variety of staples, main dishes and snacks on the menu. It was Chacha and Tsumiji who helped to toss it together when they were playing games before. They also chose a red hair rope that was similar in color to Mr. Juling's eyes.

Uo, holding a kitchen knife with sharp eyes, was busy in the kitchen.He even has a timer by his side, timing each dish to the second.

Lightly battered fried tempura, tamagoyaki, braised meatballs, sweet and sour pork, steamed eggs, carrots cut into flower petals, shiitake mushrooms with flower knife, salad, three-color meatballs, fruit pudding, and four-season-themed flowers Wagashi, there are also Kei’s favorite ginger milk, Tsumiji’s poplar nectar, and Chacha’s milk tea in the thermos...

He can't be seen. In order to prevent his cherished children from being suspected and not valued by their parents, he must make them rich, luxurious and homely lunches!

Showing a more serious attitude than fighting Gojo Satoru at that time, Mr. Manu Ling's arm muscles were tense, and his mind was highly concentrated.

Until the day of the sports meeting.

With the DV player on his shoulder, four bento boxes in one hand, and Chacha in the other, Uosheng left the house on time.

On the day of the sports meeting, it is not allowed to drive to the school, and all parents can only go there on foot.

Uo, holding his daughter in his arms, holding a lunch box and carrying camera equipment, walked like flying, and rushed to the sports field immediately, occupying the best position.

The hint-type interference technique on him can make ordinary people avoid him unconsciously and will not notice the abnormality, and even the things he touches will be assimilated to invisible, and the interference technique is attached, so Mr. Cursing Spirit Don't worry about your position being up for grabs.

As for Chacha... She also had the same interference technique on her body, and she had already sat on her father's shoulder in a numb manner.She was still holding the small flags that said [Hui Ge must win] and [Sister Jin Meiji No. Find her siblings.

"Brother Hui!! Sister Tsumiji!! Come on!"

Chacha, who looks like a puppy, frantically waved small flags like a motor when all grades entered the playground.Mr. Manuling was steadily acting as Chacha's humanoid climbing frame, while he carefully operated the DV player that he had practiced dozens of times in advance, and pointed the camera at his own children.

Hui's class had a performance at the opening ceremony, and the bouncing group gymnastics were very lively and lovely.Especially when their class was divided into two teams, Hui and another child with dark blue slightly curly hair stood in the C position of the two teams respectively.

Wearing sportswear, the expressionless little Xiaohui with her red ears bouncing up and down to the beat, the loose sportswear even accidentally revealed a little belly.Although the expression is very stiff, Hui's movements are very serious and in place, which can be called a template-it was perfectly recorded by the DV machine.

Mr. Manu Ling watched and couldn't help but let out a muffled laugh, his dejected brows and eyes instantly softened, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his dark red eyes were filled with warmth.

That child, in fact, can be as lively as ordinary children.

Isn't that very well done?

It's not that difficult to accept childish and cute actions with people of the same age calmly, right?

The traditional hand drums in Tsumiki’s class are also very beautiful.

There is no background music, but the thud of the tambourine is very tacit.Tsumiki is also standing in the best position. Compared with the expressionless and blushing Megumi, her smile is bright and natural, and many people's eyes can't help but focus on her.

[Excellent transfer students Kitazawa siblings. ]

The sharp-eared Mr. Curse heard some students call Hui and Tsumiji that way.

The old father's heart was instantly satisfied, and an indescribable sense of pride welled up in his heart.

Happier than selling copyright.

Next year, his Chacha will also go to elementary school, and of course he will go to the same school as his brothers and sisters.

It's time for the [excellent Kitazawa family siblings]!

Uno never doubted Chacha's ability.

Even without a [-]-layer thick filter, his chacha is excellent and perfect, a little genius with full IQ and EQ.

Hui's motor skills are not bad. After all, he is also a small magician. The power of magic will strengthen his physical fitness unconsciously. Therefore, whether it is a relay race or riding a horse to fight, Hui is a dark horse; as an ordinary person without special abilities Tsumiki's physical strength and strength are much weaker, but she can also rank in the front row among the girls.Usheng's DV player and mobile phone are full of wonderful moments of his children. Chacha is still full of energy after cheering for a long time, and looks like he really wants to jump in and play together.

Later, there was indeed this opportunity.

The parent group of the tug-of-war competition is grouped according to class—Chacha volunteered to be the parent of her brothers and sisters.

Mr. Curse Ling followed silently, he casually grabbed the end of the long hemp rope, and without exerting any force, he just stood still and used it as a stake, unless Hui or Tsumiji's class was about to lose. Pull back hard until you win.

During lunch time, the Kitazawa family found a corner of the playground, laid out a tablecloth, and opened the rich bento.

Uosheng sat cross-legged on the side, without saying a word, and silently closed the effect range of the interference technique.

Then it was no surprise to hear the exclamation and praise of Hui and Tsumiji's classmates when they passed by.

"Kitazawa-kun's bento is so rich!"

"Looks delicious..."

"Did your mother make this, Tsumiki? Eh? Did your father do it? Woohoo! Your father is amazing!"

Mr. Curse Spirit, who was not seen by ordinary people, sat on the edge, watching this scene gently.

Tsumiji hesitated and lied that her father had gone to the bathroom, Hui silently smoothed things over, as the younger sister, Chacha was very familiar with greetings and chatting with her brothers and sisters' classmates, and the three little ones cooperated very tacitly.

After the people finally left, Chacha tugged the bony tail coiled around Mr. Curling's waist.

"Dad, how about a little [account]?"

Megumin and Tsumiki also nodded silently.

The overabundant bento made the three smart children quickly realize the good intentions of Mr. Curse Ling.

The curse spirit cannot be seen, even if they lie that the parents have left temporarily, there is no guarantee that someone will notice that the parents of the Kitazawa siblings have never shown up.

——In order to prevent them from being mistaken for not being valued by their parents, this is the reason why they did this.

Not wanting anyone to gossip about his children, Uso racked his brains and tried his best to support his children.

But the three little ones didn't care at all.

The bonds between their families don't need anyone to judge.

"We want to eat bento with you quietly, Dad." Tsumiji gently pushed the glasses charm on the bridge of his nose, and raised his eyebrows.

Mr. Curse Ling blinked slowly.

After a long while, he whispered, and couldn't help but smile. Not long after, an inconspicuous ultra-small [tent] quietly enveloped them.

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the other side.

Qiuyue Society.

Hiramatsu Kazuhiro, Kakuo-sensei's direct editor, was recently summoned by the editor-in-chief to talk.

"Hiramatsu, let me ask you, what is going on with Kakuo-sensei's Twitter?"

When the editor-in-chief said this, the reading glasses reflected light.

The boss of the Akizuki club put the printed "bad signs" on the table as if facing an enemy, all of which were the trends of Mr. Kakuo's Twitter content.

The manuscript didn't move a single word, but it produced the reputation of Mr. Dajiaowei who draws hand circles... What does this mean! !

The editor-in-chief yelled like a ghost in his heart: his life is too young, the good seedlings in the literary world are about to run away!Going to the comics industry!

Editor-in-Chief: No way! !

Hiramatsu and Hiro bowed sharply: "I'm sorry! I will try my best to talk to the teacher."

The editor-in-chief, who remained calm on the face, let out a "hmm" with a particularly serious expression: "You can't let Mr. Jiaowei change jobs, do you understand? Absolutely not, hurry up and urge him for the manuscript of the second volume, and give him an order." DDL, Teacher Jiaowei is very particular about conventions, you might start writing if you give him DDL, and you too, there are not many authors assigned to you to manage, do you know that Teacher Jiaowei pays more attention?"

"Yes!"

Hiramatsu and Hong nodded frequently.

Soon after, he was transferred by the editor-in-chief to the Yokohama Akizuki branch to work.

Because of something, editor Hiramatsu took the last Shinkansen back to Yokohama.

"Ah, it seems that the effect of looking for teachers online to remind manuscripts is not very good. Do you want to visit? Is the teacher's health better recently?"

Editor Hiramatsu, who walked back to his hometown in Kanagawa under the moonlight, had a heavy expression all the way.

Cooing, a writer who is always conscientious and always turns in the manuscript three months in advance, always makes the cooing all the more serious.

In particular, this writer teacher is still the teacher they focus on, but now he has the possibility of switching to the comics industry.

Hiramatsu and Hiro feel that they have a great responsibility.

It seems that the hope of the literary world is on the shoulders.

"Wow, anyway, I have to figure out something quickly!" Editor Hiramatsu, who scratched his hair and was wearing a suit and glasses, sighed.

He continued to walk forward, but suddenly paused.

"Strange...is there this alley here?"

Hiramatsu and Hong tilted their heads, looking at their side blankly.

Over there, an alley leading directly to the opposite street appeared in front of my eyes.

He could even see the familiar shops on the other side of the alley.

"Why don't I have any impression... Isn't this road turning only about [-] meters ahead? Is the terrain rectified? Why is the building demolished here?"

"Forget it, don't think about it... In this way, the way home will be closer."

Whispering softly, Hiramatsu and Hiro took a step towards that side.