Curse of the Eye of the Dead

After winning the championship in the national competition, the club activities issued by the school had sufficient funds, so everyone in the Lihai University Tennis Club chose the most expensive but fast and most comfortable and convenient transportation: first take the JR to Tokyo Station, and then transfer to the new train station. The main line goes to Sendai.

I booked a ticket for [-]:[-] in the morning.

Counting the lingering time during the transfer process at Tokyo Station, it only takes about two hours to arrive in Sendai, and counting the distance from Sendai Station to the scheduled homestay... Not surprisingly, this group of students arrived at around 10:30 in the morning can reach the destination.

Because of the early departure time, some people whose homes are far from the station will inevitably have no time to have a good breakfast.For teenagers, they can either make do with bread or prepare bento one night in advance. If it is too late, there will be train bento for sale at the station or in the train compartment.

Japan's bento culture is quite developed, and it can even be said to be famous overseas.

Even the bento boxes on trains are extremely versatile: there are hundreds of types of bento boxes, and some bento shops at train stations even offer a variety of different dishes according to the season.It's just that the price of the bento is directly proportional to the quality and weight of the bento.

For students with little financial means, if they cannot go out after breakfast at home, it is obviously more cost-effective to bring their own bento.

Of course, although some students have the financial ability (the pocket money given by a certain old father is very generous), they do not need to buy train bento for various reasons.Because the train bento sold outside is far less delicious, nutritious and plentiful than the homemade ones made by top chefs.

For example, the Kitazawa family.

In recent years, Kakuo-sensei, who is extremely efficient at work, has published a series of novels, including paper book publishing appointments, film and television adaptation appointments, radio drama adaptation appointments, and comics that are still serialized but have been published in separate volumes and have been animated... The profit share brought by these contracts is enough to sustain a family for decades without doing anything.

The balance in the card is full, so naturally there is no need to worry too much.After achieving financial freedom, Mr. Mantra, who has no needs other than children, spent all his expenses on improving the quality of life of his children—the changes in clothing and diet are the most obvious.

Knowing that Hui had to get up early the next day to go to the station, Mr. Curse, who didn't need to sleep, prepared the freshest ingredients a day in advance, and was busy in the kitchen before dawn.I also searched the strategy on the Internet, and after excluding the types of food that cannot be eaten on the Shinkansen, I took the right time to fill the beautiful and exquisite bento box with a certain heat preservation effect. Still warm when dry.

Uo: The temperature is low in spring, so it will be more comfortable to eat something warm in the morning.

I haven't forgotten to bring a thermos cup of miso soup.

Not only Hui, but every time Yin wants to go out to film with the crew, Mr. Curse Spirit will prepare such a lunch box before the other party leaves.

Even Gojo Satoru, who has already grown up and is so powerful in the magic world that he has almost no opponents, when Lai complains about going on a business trip the next day at Kitazawa's house, he will definitely receive a small portion of food prepared by Mr. Curse Spirit before leaving .

Even if you don't eat it for a while, you can keep it as a midnight snack or refrigerate it until the next day to reheat it and you can continue to eat it.

"Be careful on the road."

Every time, Mr. Manu Ling stood at the door of the house unshakably, said so calmly, and then watched them leave.

So far, I have been patiently waiting for them to come back at home, waiting to say "Welcome home" to them.

simply put--

This is the concern expressed silently by Mr. Mantra, who cannot stop his grown-up children from going out to explore.

For the curse spirit who does not need sleep and has spent decades of long, painful and lonely years with a human heart, the concept of time has become blurred.

He only knew that he had lived for a long time, so long that even when he looked at Gojo Satoru, who was about the same height as him, he felt that the other party was still a child.

This is not to mention the few little ones that Uosheng raised with his own hands.

Probably in the eyes of some parents, no matter how old a child is, they will always be children.

It's like Uogi is treating his own children today.

It's like the old Tsurumi Sachiko to Uo.

The habits of the elders seem to subtly affect the children.

and then passed on to the next generation.

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Kei opened the small dining table attached to the seat on the Shinkansen, then took out her own breakfast box from the backpack, and opened it carefully.

The warmth is just right, the fragrance is not too heavy, and it will not affect others. The degree of delicacy is directly proportional to the degree of deliciousness, as if shining with light.

Yukimura and Sanada sat next to Kei. There were three seats in a row and two seats in a row in their carriage, so the three of them sat together.These two people also brought the breakfast bento prepared by the family, with different degrees of delicacy, and also full of love from the family.

Nevertheless, the gap in cooking is still quite obvious.

"I used to think Kei's bento box was amazing." Yukimura, who often had lunch with his friends, tilted his head and sighed, "I didn't expect breakfast to be as good as this."

Sanada nodded silently.

Nioh Masaharu, who was sitting in the back row and hadn't seen Hui's lunch box yet, poked his head out curiously, and then gasped exaggeratedly: "Hui, your breakfast box is a bit too luxurious! This is made by your mother. Is it?"

Nioh Masaharu is a classmate of Megumi and Marui Bunta, and is also the new main candidate for the tennis club.

After the former third-year seniors in the tennis club graduated, all the regular candidates for the tennis club became second-year students—this is why training camps are needed.

"It was made by my father." Hui looked up at the back row and replied, "But it is indeed a little more luxurious than I imagined... probably because it was my first time traveling by myself, and my father was a little too worried, so I accidentally Have you overdone it?"

Mr. Curse Ling is quite worried.

It's the same as worrying about Yin's travel far away.However, Yin has already gone out so many times, and there is a life assistant arranged by the company to take care of him, while Hui has traveled so far for the first time.

Hui Momo looked at the shadow under his feet - even though he was only carrying a backpack, the shadow was already filled with various emergency items.

At least he brought enough clothes, a large bag of snacks, a well-equipped medicine box, and enough cash, Uso even stuffed pillows in it because he was worried that Hui would recognize the bed.

If it wasn't for Hui to stop him in time, Mr. Curse Spirit would probably keep stuffing at least three suitcases into the shadow. Whoever made Hui's technique so convenient, with this condition, Uo would naturally not miss it.

"Your dad made it? This surprised me. My dad is a real killer... Is your dad a chef? This bento looks great."

"Not a chef..." Hui said vaguely, "Did you bring a bento? Do you want to grab some to eat?"

"is it okay!?"

"Okay, after all, the portion this time has exceeded my food intake, here, I still have one in my bag." Hui rummaged through the bag and found a small bento, "...Dad is worried that any of you I didn't have time to eat breakfast, so I made some more, if you don't want it, I can keep it for afternoon tea."

Hui naturally answered, and Marui Bunta, who was more familiar with Hui and had a closer relationship with Hui, came over with his bento.

The habitual offender, the red-haired boy, quickly opened the bento he hadn't eaten, put a few dishes inside into the Hui bento, and happily exchanged for the new dish he had been coveting for a long time.

As a result, there was an inexplicable upsurge, and a group of people changed their dishes one by one.The adolescent boy had a big appetite, and Megumin's spare lunch box was also wiped out.

Although the dishes in return were not as delicious as those prepared by the mantra's father, they were still unique.

Hui thought for a while, took out her phone, and took a photo after asking everyone's permission.

[Hui: I have already boarded the Shinkansen, and I exchanged food with everyone during breakfast. ]

[Hui: Marui-kun and Nio-kun asked me to tell you that the food you cook is very delicious, Dad. ]

[Hui: Yukimura-kun and Sanada-kun thank you for your hard work. ]

[(Bento picture after exchanging food.jpg) (Group photo of all the members being selected.jpg)]

Hui sent a text message to the worrying father of Juling, and then happily took a taste of Zengtang with a thermos.

Almost only ten seconds passed.

[Dad: Have fun. ]

I also imitated the modern young people I saw on Twitter, and put a kaomoji at the end of the sentence.

However, thinking about Mr. Juling's always dejected and calm expression and his incomparably mature and reliable temperament and body shape, Hui couldn't help laughing at this cute emoticon.

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On Hui's first day out, Mr. Manu Ling silently ate an extra meal for one person—he accidentally cooked Hui's portion too.

On the second day after Hui went out, Mr. Manu Ling frequently paid attention to his mobile phone.

On the third day after Hui went out, Manu Ling, who was sitting on the edge basking in the sun, received text messages and photos from Hui. His bony tail hanging on the edge instantly turned up, and he took out his phone and turned on the screen very quickly.Although his expression was still extremely natural and calm, the bony tail of the black-skinned and white-haired curse spirit was already wagging happily.

……

Although there are many people in the family, considering the character of Mr. Curse, the two things of caring about the children at home and worrying about the children outside seem to be completely non-conflicting for Uo.

Just like Akutagawa Yin went out with the crew to film a few times in the first few times, Mr. Juling would calmly send the child out every time, but when he turned around, he would frequently check his phone unconsciously—waiting for Yin's text message.

"Well, the diagnosis came out, it's the old father's anxiety syndrome."

Chacha leaned over by the door and poked her head quietly, then retracted her head, turned around and summed up the state of Cursing Dad to the rest of the family solemnly.

"It's okay, it's not a big problem!"

Doctor Chacha nodded decently, "Dad did the same thing when Xiaoyin went to the filming crew for the first few times, and it will be fine after more times—although I thought Dad would be able to develop immunity after experiencing Xiaoyin's traveling far away. , but it seems that this is not the case at present, this immunity is not universal, but only for one person, think about it this way, probably in the future, each of us will go far away, and my father will have to experience this mentality."

Chacha put on a serious face, "So I suggest that you should go out together in twos and threes in the future, and cure Dad's problem at once, so as not to travel separately and prolong the symptoms."

The other minors nodded approvingly.

Gojo Satoru, who is out of place among a group of minors, protests: "When I was traveling far away, Mr. Uno never worried about me so much!"

Chacha curled her lips, trying to put her disgust on her face, "You have been on business trips for three days before you came, right? And how old are you? We are the real minors. You don't know how old you are. Well!"

The grunting Gojo Satoru had a stinky face, and the words swearing were written all over his body.

"I think it's better to be like Mr. Gojo."

Naka also thought about it, and said, "When Mr. Gojo is on a business trip, Mr. Uo will prepare lunch for him, but he won't worry too much... This is because Mr. Gojo is strong enough and reassuring enough. ? Honestly, I think so too."

Naka also didn't want to make Mr. Uo worry too much when he was away.

Chacha paused for a moment, and the eyes she looked at Gojo Wu suddenly became envious and unhappy.

Damn, this is the truth!

I think so too! !

Well, do you have to reach the level of Gojo Satoru to be eligible?

Others: ... what kind of hell difficulty is this?

Feeling the envious eyes of several minors, Gojo Satoru immediately cheered up and groaned.

"A few radish heads, think of my level? Impossible!"

Others: ... so angry.

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In March 2016, in spring, the average temperature in Sendai was around eight degrees.

Even lower at night, very cold.

However, there is no obstacle for the tennis club members of Lihai University. After all, they are training indoors. Although the heater is not turned on, there is no wind blowing. In addition, the athletes have a lot of training, and the whole body is warmed up quickly.After the training is over and after a short rest, you can go back to the nearby B&B and soak in a hot spring comfortably—as expected, the hot spring is the happiest when it’s cold.

The training gymnasium is some distance away from the homestay, but not too far, so these young people usually walk back.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, it was already dark.

"I'm hungry...let's go to the convenience store and buy something to eat first." Fumta Marui, who has poor physical fitness and has a high demand for sugar, dragged his shoulders and drew his voice, "It will be a long time before we leave the meal."

"Yes, yes." Minister Yukimura said, "But don't eat too much, or you won't be able to eat dinner."

Marui immediately cheered, cheered up and ran to the convenience store not far ahead that he passed by every day.

The others followed along. Megumin, who had undergone systematic training from the Cursing Father, was still answering Yukimura's questions and giving his own advice, but when he was about to approach the convenience store, his eyes suddenly widened and his expression froze slightly. stiff.

——A huge and terrifying curse breath came from the front.

That's premium.

An absolute super curse.

If Uo hadn't used his breath to give special training to the children, Megumin would be so scared that he couldn't move now.

Subconsciously putting her hand on the bone chain of her wrist, Kei, who suddenly shut her mouth, hurried forward a few steps under Yukimura's confused gaze, and stood firmly in front of everyone.Worried about Marui Bunta who ran in first, he turned his green eyes nervously and looked in the direction of the terrifying breath.

Unexpectedly, only a black-haired human boy came out of the convenience store.

The strange boy was taller than Hui, but because of his sagging shoulders and slightly bent back, the difference in height was not obvious; the dark circles under his eyes were a bit heavy, his eyes were drooping, and he looked a little timid— —The type who is easily targeted by bad boys or gangsters.

The other party was still holding the convenience store bento he had just bought in his arms, staring at the ground while walking out slowly, looking like an ordinary introverted student that can be seen everywhere.

——If the terrifying super-curse aura didn't come from the other party.