Curse of the Eye of the Dead

With a lot of worries in his mind, Mr. Curse Ling walked a long way dejectedly and returned home.

He took out the key, unscrewed the door with a click, and walked in silently.

Then he closed the door, took off his shoes, took off his coat with a wide hood, and put it on the entry cabinet.The bony horns on the top of the head were finally able to be exposed for ventilation, and the white hair that had been pressed for a long time suddenly fluffed up.

Like a large dog shaking its hair after a bath, Uo shook his head.

At the same time, the bone tail that was disguised as an ornament at Mr. Manu Ling's waist also loosened. The bone that had been compressed to the extreme creaked and expanded in a big circle in an instant. After the dangerous bone spur exploded for a while, the whole bone The bone tail hangs slowly behind him, with the tip of the tail slightly raised.

The small movements at the entrance spread to the depths of the house.

Soon the sound of children's footsteps could be heard in the room.

Not long after, the little guy with long chestnut hair was wearing pajamas, clawing at the door frame of the barrier, and the dog sneaked out half of his head.

She blinked her big eyes for a while, then suddenly she rolled her eyes with a smile, and rushed over with a "Wow", tightly hugging the curse spirit's...bone tail.

Although the bony tail is extremely disgusted by its owner, it is still loved by children as always.

At least Chacha can't put it down, and I don't know if she will develop a habit of external control when she grows up.

Also because Chacha always likes to pounce on him suddenly, Uo's long tail full of bony spurs has long developed the habit of retracting the sharp end in an instant.This reaction does not even require thinking, it has long been a natural instinct after countless repetitions.

Chacha is jumping around like a puppy with a human bone tail.

"Welcome home!"

"...Well, I'm back."

Uno returned to his senses, he tilted his head slightly, looked down at the little guy below with his dark red eyes, and responded sluggishly.

Chacha also tilted her head, observed from bottom to top for a long time, blinked her eyes for a while, and suddenly became serious.

The spirit of the curse is unknown, so: "Chacha?"

Chacha, who was named, tugged at Mr. Curse Ling's bony tail, and finally asked in a blink of an eye, "Dad, are you sad?"

"……Why do you say that?"

Chacha beckoned to the other party, and after the tall Mr. Curse Ling squatted down according to her signal, the girl raised her feet slightly, and reached out to touch the corners of Uosheng's eyes.

There is a sharp contrast between the white and soft hands of the child and the dark skin full of wild taste of the mantra.

Uno could even see his dejected face from the clean warm-colored eyes in front of him.

"Because it's obvious."

"Is it really that obvious?" the curse spirit asked with a sullen face, "It seems that you will see it every time."

The little guy immediately raised his little head triumphantly when he heard the words, and she put on a reliable appearance like a little adult, "Because Chacha is very powerful."

"It's amazing." Uosheng cooperated very much.

Chacha has very remarkable powers of observation and emotional perception.

Although rough nerves, but very intuitive.The kid still trusts his intuition.

Just like when meeting Uno for the first time... Chacha's rationality and biological instinct told her that the curse in front of her was quite dangerous and terrifying, so she turned around and ran away.

But her intuition came to a completely opposite conclusion—considering the horror of the super magic spirit in the undisguised state, it is probably promoted by Toranojiro's lies about [father].

In short, the facts also proved that her intuition was not wrong.

There is no more reliable and gentle existence than Mr. Curse Spirit.

Chacha thought firmly, the brown eyes reflected the undisguised, purely cursed Uogi.

It was also a child's gaze, but Chacha's eyes did not have the disgust and fear in Uogi's memory.

On the contrary, since the first meeting, they have kept the purest and cleanest yearning, love and dependence.

Ahh... that's right.

Mr. Curse Ling, who was stared at by such eyes, finally gradually relieved the decadent eyebrows.

Why did you just forget about it?

Although I am no longer a "human being"...but the curse named Uogi is no longer the wandering and lonely monster in the past 50 years.

He was surrounded by a fool who was willing to accept monsters when they first met, and he became a monster with a home.

Good luck!

I'm such a [strong luck] guy!

... Or is it that 50 years of uninterrupted atonement and repentance have finally received [God's] mercy?

As a non-human monster, I have a lot of sins, and I can still meet my own little sun at this time... It is an unbelievable miracle to think about it.

So be it?Is it good now?Don't ask for more, right?

As long as there is a destination that is willing to accept the monster, it doesn't matter if the monster is hated by everyone else.

Uosheng avoided Chacha's question and did not answer, he murmured in his heart incomprehensibly, and then raised a very gentle smile.

The tall curse reached out and touched the child's head, diverting the topic away.

After Chacha was finally distracted by the cunning adults, Uzuo took the bear dolls as gifts and the cake rolls for afternoon tea out of the shopping bag and handed them to the other party.

The beloved young child immediately ran to the kitchen with the bear and the paper cake bag, cheering happily.

Chacha put the bear doll on the dining table, then went to the cabinet to get the plates, dragged the bench to the edge of the kitchen counter, washed her hands, carefully divided the cake roll into three parts, and put them on three plates respectively.

Two copies were placed on the dining table, and the remaining one was placed in front of Tsurumi Sachiko's tablet.

No matter what Chacha eats, he will divide it. No matter how rough his nerves are, he will never forget his cheap father and cheap grandma.

——Even if Uso only bought a cake roll for one person, after dividing it into three portions, there would be little left.

Five-year-old Chacha clasped her hands together, bowed to Sachiko's memorial tablet, turned her head, happily stepped on a small jump, and dragged Uoto to the table to eat a small cake.

Although he eats with Chacha every day, Uso does not need to eat at all.

What's more, he and his mother, Sachiko, have passed down their tastes in one continuous line. They have no interest in sweets, and they are really salty.

Mr. Curse Ling, who didn't change his face, just ate a small piece, about one-third of the small cake on his plate, and after Chacha finished her portion of the cake, he didn't digest it with his lunch , The excuse of not wanting to eat, pushed the rest of the cake to the little girl, and asked the other party to "help" him solve it.

After eating the snacks, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

All the housework had been done in the morning, and Uo had nothing to do at this time, so such a big mantra was obediently dragged by its tail by a little guy who was not even up to his thigh, and was dragged all the way to the second floor.

There are only two people in this family, and there are quite a lot of rooms, so Uso simply vacated a room on the second floor for Chacha to use as a game room.

Mr. Mantra would accompany Chacha to play in it if he had nothing to do, such as drawing joker cards, stacking blocks, dolls, playing house, puzzles and so on... Or he didn't do anything and just watched cartoons together.

If they don’t want to stay at home and play games, then they will go for a walk, or play in the yard—whether it’s climbing the mantra version of the dog climbing frame, jumping grid, or badminton...Anyway, the idea that Chacha can think of, Mr. Curse Spirit has never refused to accompany him.

Today's arrangement... is to play chess.

Uosheng sat cross-legged and watched Chacha pull out the chessboard from the cabinet.

This is a standard Go board, but Chacha is only five years old and still has rough nerves. She can't understand Go at all, so she can only play backgammon.

Chess games are just a routine, and the simpler the rules, the easier it is to find the winning rules. At least as a genius, Ubu found the highest winning method not long after he got started.

On the other hand, Chacha, who has a rough nerve, is in a mess, there are no traps at all, and he can go wherever he thinks.

In order to balance the winning rate of the two, Ju Ling's old father counted his chess pieces with a slumped face, very seriously, trying to expose his flaws, trying to give Chacha a chance to fight back against him.

Under the premise that one side worked hard to balance the record, at the end of the game, the faces of both of them were filled with ink as punishment graffiti as "losers".

Chacha had a painted face on her face, looking at Mr. Hu Ling who also had the same painted face, she was out of breath from laughing.

Uogi indulged rather helplessly.

Compared with the dead and silent years of the past, the vibrant daily life is like a god-given treasure in the eyes of Uso.

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Night fell again.

There were no new fairy tales recently, so Chacha picked one from the old ones and pestered Mr. Curse to read it to her.

Chacha picks the story of Uno.

That is, the work that Mr. Manu Ling successfully submitted and is expected to be published next month - "The Return of Chai Taro".

Although the handwritten manuscript paper has been sent out, Usheng's memory can clearly remember every word he has written, and it is not difficult to read it from memory at this time.

Although the curse spirit, who was so decadent to the point of facial paralysis, didn't change his expression, he was quite happy in his heart.

What I write will be liked by my own children... of course I will be very happy.

After coaxing Chacha to sleep, it was time for Uso's "working time" for another job.

The desk was covered with manuscript paper.

For the sake of real livelihood issues, Mr. Cursing Spirit is working hard to write new stories.

The new draft is still a short fairy tale, [-] words, and it took an hour to finish it all.

Then I continued writing non-stop, and immediately prepared the second manuscript for tonight.

Uno actually didn’t intend to keep writing fairy tales… No, before Chacha’s age when he still needs bedtime stories, he will probably continue to write, but he will try new genres at the same time.

For example, now, Uno's second draft tonight...he chose to test the waters of novels.

After all, the income of a short story of several thousand words is much less than that of a long story, and it is relatively unstable.

In contrast, the advantages of novels are more obvious-if they are successfully adopted, as long as the plot development is reasonable and interesting, the author can write a story for a long time in the future. If the plot is good enough, it can be published as a book. After the completion, there will be certain follow-up income.

The reason why Uno chose to write in the first place was to make money and raise children, and he did not hide this vulgar original intention.At this time, it is almost a matter of course logic to choose to try a new path because of the realistic income problem.

Of course, Uno doesn't hate writing, on the contrary, it's quite novel and nostalgic... It even reminds him of the life when his biological father was still alive.

Mr. Curse Spirit's father was a gentle man who loved his family very much. Unfortunately, he passed away too early. Uno's impression of him is already very vague, but he vaguely remembers his gentle and generous hands and his smile when he taught him to read and write. .

The super Mr. Mantra who doesn't need sleep is ridiculously efficient.

In just one night, he wrote new short fairy tales and the first [-] words of novels.

The new fairy tale is called "Treasures from the Gods", and the main character is a tramp who has nothing.

The subject matter of the novel is the popular literature that will undoubtedly be labeled as suspenseful and fantasy by modern times-named "Traveler's 21 Years of Experience Notes".

At five o'clock in the morning, Uosheng sorted out all the manuscripts. The manuscript of the novel was corrected and put it in an envelope bag. Because it was not suitable for reading to Chacha, who was only five years old, so Uosheng planned to read this manuscript directly after dawn. send out.

But the short stories are kept, and Chacha will once again become the first reader of Usheng's fairy tales.

Just over an hour until 06:30 in the morning.

At 06:30, Usheng went out to buy vegetables and prepare for a new day of life.

What to do with the remaining hour?

The curse spirit who sat at the desk for a whole night loosened his muscles and bones, and his bony tail changed direction and rested on the floor. Afterwards, the black-skinned and white-haired curse spirit took out a new manuscript paper from the drawer again.

In the remaining hour, he wrote down what he knew about the magic world.

For example, the relationship between curse spirits, curse power, conjurers, and curse masters.There are also born spells, acquired spells, and magic tools.

The pen kept sliding on the paper, and soon it became a neat and detailed "question-solving book".

After writing and putting it in the envelope, Uo put it in his pocket.

At dawn, Mr. Mana Ling took a look at Chacha and helped to tuck the corner of the quilt. After making sure that the little guy was wearing a string of thin bone bracelets on his wrist, he picked up his black coat, out the door again.

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The author has something to say:

Chacha is a rough-natured dog who accepts monsters frankly because of intuition at the first meeting, and is the first sun.

And Megumi is a cat who is precocious and cautious and will not give trust easily. If such a cautious child affirms [humanity] and accepts trust, Mr. Monster, who expelled himself from human status, should usher in a very important psychological turning point.

(For example, picking up cubs who gradually began to indulge themselves...?)