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

Su Ze was taken to the hospital in the curse world because the matter involved a curse.

The warlock in charge of solving the curse was dumbfounded when he arrived, because he only found the fallen man with a knife. The remaining curse aura on the man was very strong, but the curse was nowhere to be found, and no "residue" was found at the scene.

(Residue: The traces left after using a spell, which are thinner than the aura of a cursed spirit)

He was puzzled, very puzzled.

Although being a warlock has a stable job, why would anyone still fight for a job that could easily cause food poisoning?

Su Ze was lying on the hospital bed. He had woken up but was not in a hurry to open his eyes. He adjusted his breathing and eavesdropped on the conversations of people around him.

"Recently, the curse has become rampant again—" A rough voice.

"Ever since that six-eyed brat from the Gojo family showed up, curses have been popping out like gophers." Another man spat.

"Hey, it's the so-called balance in the world of curse arts!" The burly man continued, "I heard that the guy from the Zenin family broke with his family, and it seems that he wants to marry into that... Fushiguro family, yes, the Fushiguro family!"

Su Ze was shocked. It seemed that he had really arrived in the world of Jujutsu Kaisen. However, he had arrived quite early. Now, not to mention Yuji Fushiguro, even Gojo Satoru was a little kid about his age.

The rugged warlock wanted to say something else.

"Hush, the child is waking up," interrupted his companion.

Su Ze was startled. He didn't expect that his slight emotional fluctuations could be captured by others. He simply pretended to have just woken up, thinking that he could pretend to be surprised and clear himself of suspicion.

So he squeaked, turned over, and slowly opened his eyes.

then……

Was startled.

I was really scared, the kind that scared me out loud.

Because there was a rough... even fierce face standing in front of him, with a long diagonal scar across his face. That was not all, the most important thing was that this rough man was still grinning, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth - maybe he wanted to make himself look gentler.

But the result was definitely counterproductive, because he was no different from a perverted murderer.

Su Ze: e=e=e=(?◇??)?

"...Uncle?" Su Ze didn't have time to marvel at the fact that he could speak Japanese.

"Go away, you scared the children." Another warlock approached and threw the burly man behind.

This guy looks much better. He coughed twice, straightened his collar and sat in front of Su Ze, "Little friend, uncle wants to ask you a few questions..."

Of course, nothing came out of it.

Su Ze knew that they were sorcerers, so he deliberately avoided the relevant content when answering. Although the two were puzzled, they did not find strong curse power in Su Ze; secondly, such a young child must not be cursed by physical skills. So they gave up.

Then Su Ze was told that his "parents" died at the hands of the murderer. It was normal to think about it, the existence of the magic world should not be known to ordinary people. The government gave him a large amount of compensation and support. At the same time, because the old house was severely damaged, it was exposed to the sun on all sides and the roof was leaking...

In addition, there has been a lot of curses here recently, and the warlock who can read the weather said that this piece of land is not good.

So the government simply gave Suze a new apartment. Yes, one floor.

After all, the title deed to the old house belonged to their family, so the land would be valuable no matter what was done with it in the future. Therefore, it was not excessive to give him a floor of the house in the city.

I didn't expect that after coming to a different world, I didn't become the strongest, but instead became a demolished person.

Although Su Ze is still young and cannot live alone or exercise any rights, the property rights of that floor of the house belong to him.

At the same time, he learned that his father was from Yan country and lived in Japan after studying abroad. His mother's family had few relatives, and the few distant relatives had long since stopped communicating. The original family lived in the suburbs near Tokyo. The owner of this body was also called "Su Ze", the same name as him.

So he became the true owner of the house and got the standard start of a boys' manga protagonist.

-

Suze stayed in the orphanage for several years until he was twelve years old and moved into an apartment to live alone.

After all, before he traveled through time, he was a mature and steady college student with a hint of naivety in his stupidity, and he was from a 211 university.

So my life in elementary school and the orphanage was actually pretty tiring, even though I was pretty stupid in college...

He was 13 years old that year and just entered the first grade of junior high school.

Wearing a black uniform with a vertical collar, Su Ze walked into the residential building without an elevator. The open-air corridor was filled with the residents' belongings.

Su Ze walked to the third floor, crossed the long and narrow semi-open corridor, unbuttoned his uniform as he walked, and stopped at the door of the innermost room.

310--

He took out a long breath and took out the rusty key from his pocket. After so many years, he still couldn't get rid of the shackles of school. The difference from before he crossed over was that this world was more bizarre.

Su Ze walked into this simple yet lively little house with two bedrooms and a living room. Although the building was a bit old, the layout and lighting were very good.

He lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze. Fifteen minutes passed aimlessly like this. Then he stood up with a somersault, straightened his collar, and went out.

-

"Su Ze...classmate, good afternoon." An office lady in a black and blue business suit was standing at the door of Room 308. She was looking for her keys in her bag with her head down, and Su Ze, who was going out, happened to meet her.

Her name is Zhitian Ling, she is 25 years old, and she is an ordinary worker who works hard in Tokyo. Oh, and she is also Su Ze's tenant.

Oda Ling wore frameless round glasses and her hair was tied into a bun behind her head. She had bags of various sizes hanging on her arms and a black briefcase under her armpit.

Su Ze lowered his head and saw the black high heels on Oda Ling's feet and the back of her ankles that were rubbed red.

"Ms. Oda, good afternoon." Su Ze chuckled, and there seemed to be some faint flashes of light between his eyebrows.

Zhi Tianling has never known how to face Su Ze. Because strictly speaking, he is his landlord. But a thirteen-year-old child owns a house...

When she learned about this, Oda Ling almost fainted - after all, she had been working diligently since graduation, going out early and coming back late, all for the purpose of buying her own home in Tokyo before she turned 35.

As a result, this little girl realized her dream twenty years ahead of schedule... However, she had vaguely heard about some of the experiences of this young landlord, and combined with what she saw every day, she couldn't help but feel sad for Su Ze.

She shook her head, shook all these miscellaneous things out of her mind, put the key into the keyhole and prepared to enter the door - she still had to finish tomorrow's report and plan tonight.

She shrugged her shoulders and pressed her cervical spine. She had been feeling a little uncomfortable recently, even her shoulders were a little sore. Should she try the popular yoga therapy? Or should she buy some plaster?

"...Ms. Oda, are you feeling unwell recently?" Su Ze hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Huh?" Zhi Tian Ling was stunned. What was going on? He knew this too? Was it really the mysterious power of the East?

"Because I noticed that you have deep bags under your eyes, Miss Oda, and your complexion doesn't look very good... I think you've been under a lot of pressure recently." Su Ze gave a scientific explanation.

Zhitian Ling subconsciously touched her face. For a young single woman, appearance is still very important. She held the open iron door and looked at Su Ze.

"Well... Miss Oda should know that my hometown is Da Yan. There is a Taoism there... a very mysterious one." Su Ze said slowly, "It has a small method to relieve fatigue."

Zhitian Ling was completely interested. She subconsciously moved closer to Su Ze, and Su Ze turned his face away a little shyly.

"It's actually very simple. Just close your eyes, press each nail of your right hand 36 times with your left thumb and index finger, and then press each finger of your left hand 36 times with your right index finger and thumb. Do this ten times in your spare time, and you will feel better."

"Oh——" Oda Ling's eyes were full of stars. She immediately put down the things in her hands, closed her eyes and started pressing her nails.

Su Ze saw her close her eyes, and the next moment his eyes suddenly became sharp. He silently recited a complicated formula in his heart, put his two fingers together and waved them diagonally forward. A golden light flashed between his eyebrows in an instant, and the flying sword like a meteor pierced straight towards Oda Ling...'s right shoulder.

In Su Ze's vision, the blue curse lying on Oda Ling's right shoulder was ugly and ferocious. She pressed on Oda Ling's shoulders and back, and the irregular body was absorbing negative energy from the OL lady's body.

The Curse was immediately frightened when it saw Su Ze's actions. It made a cackle sound to try to ease the crisis, but it was completely in vain - the golden flying sword directly pierced through the body of the Curse, and it dissipated with reluctance.

Specks of white light gathered around him and were then absorbed.

A copper coin with a square hole appeared in his hand.

Su Ze took a deep breath, and the light between his brows gradually dissipated. He clenched the copper coin in his hand. Over there, Zhi Tian Ling was still counting with his eyes closed.

"...thirty-four, thirty-five, thirty-six--" She opened her eyes.

Then he tried to move his shoulders, then shook his arms up and down, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally almost glowed - "I really feel much more relaxed! Ze-san, thank you so much!"

Zhi Tianling was now completely convinced by Su Ze, and his favorability rating was rising rapidly. Even the negative emotions of complaining about his rent increase yesterday were thrown out of the window, and even the way he addressed him became more intimate, "Ze-san."

"As long as Miss Oda finds it useful, there is no rush about the rent. You can talk about it when you have some free time--" Su Ze said with a smile.

Oh my God - what an angel!

She suddenly felt that this thin boy was even more handsome, especially with that gentle smile - if she were a few years younger...

——Pa pa, Oda Ling slapped himself in the face.

Su Ze smiled and waved his hand, then walked towards the stairs amid Oda Ling's overly enthusiastic thanks.

She said that she must introduce other little methods to her next time. After all, who doesn’t like such effective mysterious oriental power?

Su Ze shook his head in amusement.

He slowly opened his eyes and pondered in his heart as he walked down the stairs. There seemed to be more and more curses recently - even an ordinary person like Oda Ling had been provoked, although he was just a cannon fodder who had not even reached level four.

The round copper coin with a square hole passed back and forth between his four fingers. He learned this little trick of playing with coins very early, and his hands were always busy when he was thinking.

He himself was not a man with lofty ambitions, nor did he want to have too much to do with warlocks or curses. Especially the protagonists in the story, those who got too close to them often had a bad ending.

Su Ze was thinking in his heart that he had a way of practicing that was independent of the spell system (that is, relying on the breathing of the vital energy of heaven and earth to nourish himself). In the eyes of the sorcerer, he was just an ordinary person with almost no spell power.

Then he could completely avoid exposing himself and live a stable life in this world as an ordinary person... no, as a landlord, and perhaps even protect the people around him (although he hasn't done that yet).