Why aren't people raising me

There was no surveillance in the room, and Masaharu Akashi's injuries were easily covered up.

"Why did it accidentally pierce the scissors?" The doctor treated Yazhi's wound, "Fortunately, it's a flesh wound, even if it's left alone, the bleeding will stop quickly."

After struggling for a long time, he got a flesh wound with scissors, Yazhi's mood was also very complicated.

...Should he give himself a kickboxing and Sanda class or something?

After the doctor left, Yazhi touched the gauze around his neck, he was a little nervous.

"...Don't you blame me?"

"Is it your fault for saving us?" Akashi Seijuro poured water for his mother, and Masaharu stood there like a log,

"It's my duty to save you."

Akashi Seijuro turned his eyes, "Is the curse spirit created because of you?"

"I think it was because my parents had too much negative emotions before they died. They cursed themselves or cursed each other, so a curse spirit with two heads stuck together was born." Yazhi pursed his lips, "But it's just me My own guess, because I don't have much knowledge in this area..."

The orphanage where Akashi Masaharu is located is very remote, and there are not many people.

Therefore, there are very few curse spirits born.

Apart from the dean and the children, the only strangers Yazhi met were passers-by begging for water, and families who came to choose their children for adoption.

After entering Akashi's house, he was also busy studying, listening to what Nayue said, and the necessary courses such as traveling to increase knowledge will take two years.

Akashi Masaharu also had fantasies and feelings for Darryl, after all, the Grim Reaper was a creature that accompanied him from birth.

But every time Masaru asks her a question or asks her for help, she always gets ridiculed with disdain.He couldn't understand the expression on Death's skull face, and could only judge emotions from her language and tone.

"Control the curse spirit? You can figure it out yourself."

"Don't ask me, I won't tell you, I'm not a bug, and I don't take sides with anyone."

"You are just a human being in my eyes."

"It's so troublesome, why are you a kid who doesn't understand anything, it really doesn't make any sense."

It's okay once, every time, Masaji is so angry when he sees the god of death.

But he didn't dare to provoke her, and he didn't dare to say something radical. More often than not, he kept his mouth shut and sulked, trying to enlighten himself.

Darryl sometimes held his chin in amazement, read his book next to Yazhi's head, "Can you understand this? You are not ordinary... So you are really extraordinary."

"The number of people you've saved so far is—zero."

"It's been eight years, eight years, and you haven't done anything!"

So Masaharu was also anxious.

He doesn't want to leave the Akashi family, he needs to rely on Akashi's resources and contacts, if Seijuro really takes over the family business in the future, he will definitely get a lot of benefits.

And using money to save people is the most efficient way he thinks.

But Masaharu felt that the possibility of being accepted after such a disturbance was somewhat low.

Akashi Seijuro suddenly lifted Masaharu's chin, and Masaharu, who had lowered his head, had to look directly at him,

I saw the boy's eyes bright and firm,

"According to what you said, this curse spirit was not born by you."

Masaharu muttered, "It's strange to be born with such a saying..."

"You're a victim, we all are."

I am a victim.

Akashi Masaharu opened his eyes wide.

But I should also be a beneficiary.

Father and mother do not only do evil, as long as they obey Yazhi's orders, they can also save people.

Its distorted love covers Jaji's body, and it can attract things from another world. Therefore, although Jaji is often scared out of his wits by strange-shaped curse spirits, he has not really suffered physical damage.

Still what happened in the orphanage.

The attracted curse spirit in the sewer rolled up a child, Yazhi found out in time, and let his father and mother save her.

He asked Darryl slightly excitedly, "Is this a good thing?"

But the god of death did not record this merit, "I said before, unnatural death is not counted, look at the number above her head, she didn't die today."

But just now, she was almost strangled to death by the curse spirit.

So it is useless to save people from the curse spirit.

But it is useful to save people from the curse spirit, whether it is from the level of public morality or Yazhi's psychology.

After realizing this point, Yazhi didn't resent his father and mother so much.

Because he has inhuman strength, people who fall from upstairs can be easily caught, and robbers and gangsters can also be stopped by invisible hands. If he wants to, he can even stop a moving train.

"I went back and asked my father how to deal with this kind of thing." Akashi Seijuro tucked up the quilt for his mother, then sat on the side, with his hands on his legs that were not touching the ground, "If you don't get a satisfactory answer, I won't let you something happened."

He said in a clear voice.

That night, under the protection of Shizhi, the two of them skipped class in a fair manner.They took a set of quilts, and Seijuro and Masaharu made the floor bunk with excitement like secret joy, and slept shoulder to shoulder for the night.

He couldn't resist chatting before going to bed.

It was his first sleepover away from home, sleeping on the floor with his friends.

"Will father scold me when he finds out?" He lowered his voice, careful not to wake up Shiori.

"I don't know, but you can just blame me when the time comes." Yazhi rested his hands behind his head and said indifferently, "Just say that I don't want to go to class, I bewitched you, I sent wrong information, put you You tricked me into coming here, madam."

"Masaharu." Akashi Seijuro called Masaharu's name seriously.

Masaharu didn't say anything superfluous, but he understood his warning and displeasure.

"My mother told my father that she called me because she missed me..." Akashi Seijuro stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, obviously not sleepy, "but I think my father is so smart, he must be able to guess everything."

"He won't give your mother face."

There are not many servants in the Akashi family, and they can be counted on two hands.

In addition to being rich enough to bathe with banknotes, their son’s elite education is actually the way of getting along with ordinary families.When Mrs. Shiori was not sick, she would cook every day and eat with her husband and son, but now that she is sick, a chef has been hired at home, and the dishes have suddenly changed from home-cooked dishes to exquisite and high-end.

"But I'm just nervous." Akashi Seijuro turned over and faced Masaharu, "Will he reprimand me?"

Because of uneasiness, the topic came back again.

Akashi Masaharu also turned to face him, "I think, at most, I will let you make up the missed lessons."

"He won't replace you."

"Replacing me is not killing me."

And Akashi Masaharu is the adopted son of Akashi Nayake.

"Does that curse spirit have a name?" The energetic Akashi Seijuro raised a new topic,

"Why do you care if the curse spirit has a name?"

"Just curious, because they seem to have a mind and a mind."

"To be precise, it's 'it'." Yazhi met his serious gaze, "Although there are two heads, father and mother are one curse spirit."

Akashi Seijuro changed his words smoothly, "So it's called father and mother."

"I started it." Yazhi curled his lips, "But I call them Mom and Dad."

"Has it been with you since you were very young? Always by your side?"

Is he a little too spiritual.

Masaharu listened to Seijuro's brisk series of questions, and patiently answered one by one, "Actually, it doesn't appear very often, and I can't see it now."

Masaharu Akashi didn't know where his father and mother stayed when they were not showing up.

He could see the curse spirit, but when his father and mother disappeared, it was as if the world had really evaporated.

Suddenly, Masaharu felt something touching his neck.

He lowered his eyes and saw Akashi Seijuro staring at his wound, gently rubbing his fingers back and forth, "Does it hurt?"

"A little bit, but it doesn't hurt so much after taking the medicine." Yazhi raised his head slightly so that he could touch it, "Look, there is no bleeding, and there is no throat injury, but the doctor brother said that there may be scars, but the wound is so small It's small, and the scars shouldn't be noticeable."

What's more, Masaharu still has a lot of scars on his body.

Masaharu laughed, "I will wear a suit and a bow tie in the future, so I can block it."

Akashi Seijuro withdrew his hand, seemingly unhappy, "I've never seen you like that."

"what?"

"You cry."

"I'm worried about you."

"You cry so sadly, and you're a little crazy."

"...you call me crazy, but I will be angry."

"You give birth."

Jaji: "..."

He said sadly, "I also felt that I was a little scary at that time."

The scissors used as the murder weapon had been safely put away, but Masaharu still felt its cold and hard touch in the palm of his hand.

"If it wasn't for my lack of strength, I might have pierced my neck."

Akashi Seijuro looked serious and thoughtful, "Should I give you a psychology course?"

Yazhi was depressed, "I'm even angrier when you say that."

The red-haired boy took Yazhi's hand, because they spoke in a breathy voice, they could only get very close, "Don't use this method next time, it's fine to threaten the magic spirit, but it's enough to scare it by pretending .”

In fact, father and mother are very smart and can distinguish between true and false emotions.

But Yazhi didn't say anything.

He replied softly,

"it is good."

That night, Seijuro didn't go to bed until around twelve o'clock.

Although the strange environment and experience stimulated his nerves and made him not feel sleepy, exhaustion can also prompt people to sleep.

Akashi Masaharu really couldn't sleep.

He counted Akashi Seijuro's eyelashes by the light by the bedside, thinking that this man should be a handsome guy when he grows up.

He feels fear and confusion about his future.

***

Although Akashi Seishomi's educational philosophy is a bit torturous, it is not unreasonable. The next day he came to the hospital to pick up Jujuro.

When the man in suits and leather shoes opened the door and walked in, Masaharu was tidying up the mattress on the floor.

Sleeping too late last night and being frightened again, Seijuro didn't wake up until around eight o'clock, and his robot-like routine at home was broken.

"Hi sir." Akashi Masaharu said with a smile.

Then, Akashi Seishomi made a move that surprised him,

He reached out and touched Yazhi's head, the movement was very gentle,

Like a gentle elder, he greeted Yazhi.

Akashi Masaharu froze completely.

He had never had direct contact with Akashi Seishomi, and used to take a look at him from afar, or follow Mr. Nayue, and listen to his orders.

At that time, he completely looked like a ruthless elite, with a slightly arrogant and majestic expression.

"Where's Seijuro?" Akashi Seishomi asked.

"I'm going to help my wife get the medicine."

"I see."

His aura is very gentle, and the curvature of his lips is just right.

Seeing the other party looking at Shiori, Akashi Masaharu went out with great insight.

He realized that Akashi Masomi had come with an apology.

He did not come to visit his sick wife, and his words and actions made the child heartbroken and disappointed. He reflected on himself and felt guilty.

It turned out not to be a very scary person.

Masaharu Akashi complained.

Seijuro won't be like that when he grows up... Isn't it said that all sons will be like their father?

He waited outside for a while, and winked at Seijuro who came back, the red-haired boy pursed his lower lip, and walked in nervously and expectantly.

Akashi Masaharu sat silently on the bench in the corridor again.

"Totally a kid who was excluded and had nothing to do with them." Darryl clicked his tongue, "I'm going to feel embarrassed for you."

Yazhi told her with the shape of his lips, "Don't sow discord."

To be sad and lonely in this situation is asking for trouble and self-pity.

Yazhi has long been used to it. With so many happy families on the street, does he always think of himself and feel sorry for himself when he sees them?

He touched the bruise on his knee, and in a blink of an eye he saw Mr. Yue walking towards him.

Masaharu greeted him bravely, but Mr. Nayue just sighed, "Don't mess around next time."

They really knew the truth about skipping class this time.

Masaharu: "Sorry, no more."

The two of them waited outside like door gods, probably because the suit on Na Yue's body was too rigid, and most passers-by would take a look this way.

Akashi Masaharu stared at the numbers above their heads and said suddenly,

"...Can I be a doctor in the future?"

"...Huh?" Akashi Nayue almost doubted his ears, "What did you say?"

This was Masaharu's sudden thought, and he was even more caught off guard than a flash of inspiration.

But once he had this thought, he suddenly had an infinite desire, more motivated than before, "I want to be a doctor."

The lives saved by medical skills must be snatched from death with their own hands.

"What is the disease with the highest death rate?" Yazhi looked at the people passing by in a daze, observing their faces and body shapes. Although it was difficult to see any information, he didn't have the detective's kind of underpants that rely on clues to pick people up. The rest of my skills,

"Oncology." Mr. Yue said casually, "But do you think so?"

This is actually harmless, Akashi Masaharu is positioned as Akashi Seijuro's right-hand man, and there is always a joke that the president will always have a friend who is a genius doctor on call.

Masaharu Akashi touched his neck again, where a beautiful bandage was still wrapped, "Would it be better to have an emergency doctor?"

Although it was hard work, Masaharu was in no mood to rest.

With this goal in mind, Akashi Masaharu went back and asked Mr. Nayue to collect a bunch of medical books for him.

Oh, medical books are still too early for him, he studied biology first.

"You can't be influenced by your previous life." Darryl sighed with a deep sense of wonder, "Study business and medicine at the same time, it's completely the route of your first life."

The first Masaharu died too early, otherwise he would have achieved something.

Akashi Masaharu who got busy automatically ignored the existence of Darryl.

Because of the newly added courses for himself, Masaharu became busier than Akashi Seijuro, and their one-hour play time every day became Masaharu's only rest time.

Akashi Seijuro got a basketball.

It was Shiori who gave it to him, saying that he found that Seijuro's aim was very good that day, maybe he was very good at shooting.

Akashi Seijuro faced the basket in front of Masaharu and made a standard gesture, and then confidently threw——

The ball didn't even touch the edge of the rim.

Seijuro: "..."

Jaji: "..."

Masaharu: "Unexpectedly, try again."

Seijuro: "No, it's my first time playing basketball, and I must have played badly." Then he looked at Masaharu with strange eyes, "Masaharu, if you coax me to say nice things, then we are not friends, we are being flattered Bosses and obsequious subordinates."

Yazhi choked, "...your metaphor is so sharp."

Seijuro picked up the basketball, "Would you like to try it? Basketball is not a game for one person."

Akashi Masaharu raised a smile and walked over, "Are you going to compete with me in basketball?"

"Victory is everywhere."

Akashi Masaharu had never seen Seijuro's happy smile before.

He also laughed infectedly. Even though he still has a little understanding of the rules of basketball, the two of them had a great time playing.

When Mr. Nayue came to stop, Masaharu saw Seijuro showing obvious disappointment and reluctance.

"Come back tomorrow, it's time to study." Yazhi raised his dirty hands, "It's time for the young master to wash his hands."

They were sweating unknowingly.

Akashi Seijuro was a little dissatisfied with the address of the young master, pinched Masaharu's face with his fingertips, and there were two dirty marks on Masaharu's face, "Now you should go wash your face."

After a while, they looked at each other and laughed, then walked side by side to the bathroom,

"What are you going to learn later?"

"math."

"The subject that gave me the most headaches."

Seijuro didn't believe it, "You're clearly more than capable."

"I hate math the most, and I don't think I'll like biology either."

He may have a liberal arts mind. Although he followed Mr. Yueyan to study medical skills in the first life, Western medicine was not developed and popularized at that time, and most medical centers studied Chinese medicine.

"But I heard from Nayue that you want to be a doctor." Seijuro hesitated,

"Yes, this is my distant dream."

Masaharu dragged out the ending, "Dreams are a bit difficult, but I will work hard for it..."

***

The follow-up question of the mantra happened only one month after Yazhi came back from the hospital.

At that time, a guest came to the house, and Masaharu was called to the living room by Mr. Nayue, and then he was checked several times by that person.

Sensing the movement, Akashi Seijuro lay down by the door and looked around.

"come in."

Mr. Zhengchen asked him to watch closely, "Sooner or later you will come into contact with these things."

Then, the conjurer who was invited came to the conclusion,

"No, this kid seems to have only a weak talent for spell power." He pushed his glasses, "But he is still very young after all, and there is still room for growth. He can see spell spirits, at least he can become an auxiliary supervisor."

Yazhi was confused,

The man said, "There is no breath of the curse spirit here. The one in the hospital probably ran away. Negative emotions are easy to breed there."

Masaharu didn't know the premise of what they said, and he didn't know how Seijuro repeated it to Zhengchen, but it didn't prevent him from feeling like a commodity to be valued at this time.

This statement is a bit too much, but the look in the eyes of the visitor made him feel that way.

Somewhat condescending and obnoxious.

The conjurer turned and went to talk to Akashi Seiyu, Seijuro took the time to stand beside Masaharu, whispered in his ear, "I told my father, you can see the curse spirit, and you saved me from the curse spirit and mother."

This is entirely in favor of Yazhi.

"I also told you about my father and mother."

Akashi Masaharu nodded, and found that the back of his hand was touched, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Akashi Seijuro's worried expression.

I just heard the conjurer say in a not-so-compressed voice, "When he reaches his age, send him to a high school to study. If he can develop conjuration, it may be of some use."

What is this man talking to himself?

Yazhi was a little angry, but he suppressed it and didn't show it.

"Can you explain to me?" He tried to keep his tone as calm and polite as possible, "I'm not very clear about my abilities and future direction."

"Curse spirits are born from people's negative emotions, which seriously endanger public safety. And conjurers are the profession to exorcise them."

The other party put his pockets in his pocket, looked up and down Yazhi, "You can see the curse spirit, you are already better than most people."

"For talents like you, we have corresponding training institutions, and there will be conjurers to guide you. There are two possibilities for your future, one is to become a conjurer who fights spells, and the other is to become a magician Auxiliary supervision of division conveying tasks."

"As for the 'father and mother' you are talking about..." He said casually, "I haven't seen it, this child doesn't even have any filth.

Nothing at all?

Can't professionals search for the shadow of father and mother?

"I have also been to that hospital. Your wife's side is very clean. Rather, the whole hospital is fine. Our 'window' will do its best to search for the magic spirit. If there is such a powerful guy, it is impossible not to find it. "The conjurer's eyes were a little impatient, he obviously felt that he had run away for nothing, and he couldn't say too much due to the status of Akashi Seiyuki.

"I understand your concerns. If the child is surrounded by a curse spirit, can you call it out?"

This sentence is yin and yang.

Why is he so arrogant?

Akashi Masaharu was a bit unbelievable.

Faced with Akashi Masaomi's attitude, what about ordinary people with no status?

"Masaharu." Akashi Seishomi called out,

Stared at by a bunch of eyes, Yazhi said in a deep voice, "...it disappeared."

"what?"

"I can't find it, and even if I call it, it won't come out."

It's true, Masaharu has gone to places where no one is around to try and control the father and mother, but failed.

There was an undisguised sneer.

The eyes of several people immediately turned to the magician again.

The corners of the man's eyes and brows were full of jokes, "I'm sorry, I just thought that there really is no such thing as a person who can control curse spirits, what a rare talent that is."