Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

Afterwards, after having breakfast, Chairman Su went out to inspect the work of the Logistics Department.

Then he was severely criticized by Kurokawa Ii who was accompanying him.

"I just asked you to come for a patrol - what do you mean by coming out like this?"

Miss Kurokawa, who had just finished working overtime overnight, still had dark circles under her eyes. When she saw Su Ze's half-dead and depressed look, she was immediately furious.

"I've been working for sixteen hours straight, and you're so listless just now coming here this early in the morning... What on earth do you want?"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. The ballpoint pen in her hand started clicking and the hand holding the document clenched into a fist.

Then he kicked Su Ze's calf neither lightly nor heavily.

...Then, Miss Kurokawa jumped up and down holding her feet as if she had kicked a piece of steel.

Fortunately, there were not many people on duty at this moment, and most of them could enjoy a holiday on their weekends... Thanks to this, no one noticed the duo's performance.

On the other side, Chairman Su realized belatedly that someone had kicked him.

Miss Kurokawa, holding her foot, managed to stand by holding onto the corner of the table. When she looked at Su Ze again, her eyes were no longer friendly.

"...Um, sorry, I was distracted just now." Su Ze gave a polite but awkward smile, "...Is your foot okay?"

"It's none of your business!" Miss Kurokawa said in a bad tone, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

Chairman Su also had a lot of grievances that he couldn't express.

——Come on, I didn’t get any rest all night either.

…and you’re at least just doing mental work.

Chairman Su, who was suffering from back pain, rubbed his waist unconsciously.

……

2015 October.

Miyagi-sen, Sendai City.

Shanze Hospital.

There is never a shortage of patients in the hospital, and the smell of disinfectant is always there.

Ward 102.

"...I'm surprised." The skinny old man half leaned on the bed, his cheekbones slightly sunken and his wrist bones bulged straight. His hairline had begun to recede, his short gray and white hair stood up, his eyes were small but full of brilliance and spirit.

The loose hospital gown made him look even thinner, but surprisingly gave him a spirited look.

"I thought those were all past events that were not worth talking about... I didn't expect you would come here." The old man spoke slowly, staring at the young man sitting next to him.

The man sat on a wooden chair, and the curtains behind him were blown up.

The spring breeze is gentle, and the sunshine is also warm and pleasant.

He lowered his head and peeled an apple. The tip of the knife danced up and down between his fingertips, stretching the peel into a long strip.

“Old sir, you may have some misunderstandings. I am not here to settle old scores—” The young man smiled and spoke in a gentle tone, his hands moving non-stop.

"...I just want to ask you some details--" The young man handed forward the peeled apple.

The old man looked serious, and did not raise his hand to take the apple handed to him. He slowly said: "...I don't know who you are--"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something, slapped his head, and apologized with a hint of self-blame: "Oh, look at my memory, I haven't introduced myself yet--"

He smiled and continued, "My name is Su Ze. I work in the Spell Committee and I'm responsible for... a little bit of everything."

Su Ze still stretched his arms forward with a warm smile.

The old man stared into his eyes for a full minute, but the smile on Su Ze's face did not diminish at all. The warm wind blowing from behind him slightly lifted his short hair and shirt collar.

He didn't catch any hostility on Su Ze's face... to be more precise, the other party didn't show any other emotions.

The old man sighed softly and raised his hand to take the carefully peeled apple.

Su Ze smiled even more, took out a tissue to wipe the fruit knife and fingers, and said: "...You should also know that your "family" is not an ordinary person."

He casually placed the fruit knife on the windowsill behind him, straightened his back and sat upright.

The old man glanced at him and whispered, "Why? Are you going to cause trouble for us because of that woman?"

"Haha, you're joking..." Su Ze chuckled, "You don't have to use provocation to test our bottom line..."

Itadori Yasuke frowned slightly.

The other party was more clever than he thought.

"I just want to learn about their past from you - especially that young lady's." Su Ze didn't care about the other party's ridicule, and still smiled, "The information we know is somewhat limited after all... I have a rare leisure day today, so I came to pay a visit without saying goodbye -"

"...Tell me first, what are you going to do with that child?" The old man did not respond directly to Su Ze.

"...The world of spellcasting is huge, and it's inevitable that everyone's ideas vary greatly--" Su Ze spoke slowly.

The old man frowned when he heard this.

Su Ze continued to talk to himself: "Others can't guarantee it, but at least as far as I'm concerned, I don't want the child to be involved—"

Su Ze looked up and smiled, "So today I came here alone... not with a large group of assistant supervisors wearing ties."

The old man was silent for a moment.

After a long while, he slowly spoke, "How can I believe that your promise can really be fulfilled——"

Su Ze blinked and immediately couldn't help laughing, "Old sir, don't look at me like this... I can at least make some decisions--"

He still smiled calmly.

The old man let out a long breath and took a big bite of the apple.

"…What do you want to know?"

"Your son and daughter-in-law, and everything about the child—"

Su Ze's smile did not diminish.

……

"Mr. Itadori Yasuke? It's time for your injection--" The nurse pulled the bed curtain, looked at the name in the record book, and looked up to ask.

"...Yes, thank you for your help." Itadori Yasuke turned his head and looked at the nurse.

On the other side, Su Ze had already stood up and turned to the window.

"Oh, Yuhito is here to see you--" he said suddenly.

At the hospital gate, a pink-haired boy was running towards them.

Su Ze put down the kettle for watering the flowers, then bowed slightly, "I'm really sorry for bothering you for so long... Goodbye, old sir."

He saluted with his fists clasped.

The hair at the ears suddenly fluttered without wind, and a crystal white light flashed.

Itadori Yasuke only felt a sudden light in front of his eyes. He closed his eyes slightly and raised his hands to cover them.

Two seconds later, he turned his head and looked to his side again, but there was no one there.

The wooden chair was still leaning against the window, the light blue bed curtains were gently lifted by the breeze, and the shiny fruit knife lay safely on the windowsill.

"Mr. Yuji...are you okay? You need an injection--" The nurse next to him flicked the syringe and pushed out a little bit of medicine.

The bright needles gleamed in the light.

"Nurse, have you seen what's going on over there?" Itadori Yasuke raised his hand and pointed to the window.

"Hmm?" The nurse with a bun looked over there, but there was nothing special except an empty chair and a windowsill piled with debris.

Only the orchid buds in the pot were swaying slightly.

She was puzzled for a moment, frowned and said: "Are you talking about the orchid? It's very beautiful - Hey, who helped me water it?"

She raised her eyebrows in confusion, but then remembered what she was supposed to do: "Maybe I remembered it wrong - Mr. Yuji, I'll give you the injection first~"

She leaned in closer.

"Hmm? Did you peel this apple yourself?"

The nurse noticed the beautifully peeled fruit in the other person's hand.