Curse back: The group pet thought he was hated by everyone

The first thing Tsukuyomi did after his brain turned on was to go to the living room to confirm the truth of Panda's words.

With one leg of his pants still hanging halfway down his knee, he flung open the door and glared at the two people in the living room. After all, he couldn't argue with Ryomen Sukuna under his old father's gaze, so after a long pause, he could only say, "You, you...you're here so early."

Ryoumen Sukuna: "It's already half past nine."

The implication is that it is already late.

This strange conversation happened for the first time in the home of the three moths, as if it was just a normal greeting between neighbors.

This is very wrong.

That’s Ryomen Sukuna, Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses!

Why does he look so easy to talk to!

Something is wrong…this is so wrong.

There was no other way. Receiving his brother's pleading eyes, he could only speed up his washing. Although he had made an appointment with Ryomen Sukuna to go to the Moon Goddess Festival together, he knew nothing about today's task arrangements.

Half an hour later, when we were ready to go, Ye Mo Zheng Dao helped his youngest son heat up breakfast in the microwave.

A bell rang and he came into the living room carrying freshly baked buns.

Panda opened the door,

It was Geto Suguru. He was holding a lunch box in his hand and greeted them with a smile. He even took out his usual slippers from the cupboard as if he was familiar with the place. When he raised his waist, he discovered the uninvited guest sitting on the sofa.

His expression suddenly turned cold.

"Ryomen Sukuna?" Geto Suguru said coldly.

"Tsk," Ryomen Sukuna sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking at him with a smile.

"Why are you here?"

He knew that Tsukuyomi had agreed to travel with Ryomen Sukuna, and this was also what he and Gojo Satoru had agreed to. They estimated that when they set off in the afternoon, they would follow behind and observe.

Unexpectedly... Ryomen Sukuna is quite attentive.

"Mind your own business"

Xia Yujie walked forward with a fake smile, and a fierce aura burst out at this moment. He watched as Ryoumen Sukuna stood up from the sofa...

Ye Mo Zheng Dao was worried about a conflict between the two and was about to stand between them to try and persuade them...

"I'm ready, Dad. One bun is enough for me. I can eat it while walking."

Even though he is already 28 years old, in Ye Mo Zhengdao's eyes, he is still the -year-old boy who still needs his care, and the daily life of the father and son is always relaxed and comfortable.

Ye Mo Zheng Dao hopes that the young man can receive good care from him and make up for the shortcomings of the past.

The young man was wearing a basic moon-white kimono with silver patterns embroidered underneath. He wore a red waist belt and carried a shoulder bag containing a water cup and a mobile phone. He looked full of vitality and younger.

Tsukuyomi was a little confused when he saw so many people in the living room: "Jay? Good morning! Why are you here so early..."

"Nothing, I just brought you some Japanese sweets. They're new products that came out a few days ago, but it seems they're not needed now." He tilted his head modestly, looking a little regretful.

"How could that be?! I love this, too!" He then opened his bag, wrapped one in a handkerchief, and put it inside. "Thank you."

*

After finally packing up and being able to go out, Tsukuyomi finally realized that something was wrong...

You are not friends with Ryomen Sukuna, why are you so polite to him!

and also!

Today is one of the only two days a week that he can stay in bed, and it was he who disturbed his sweet dream!

"Ryoumen Sukuna! Apologize to me now!"

Tsukuyomi started to act like a spoiled child halfway through the walk, sitting down on the stone bench and refusing to move.

"Why should I apologize to you, lazy pig?"

"You're so rude! Who do you think you're talking to? Be careful or I'll remove you!"

"Just relying on your half-baked field?"

He extinguished it with one hand, and Ryoumen Sukuna laughed at him without any hesitation.

"...You're so annoying! Why did you even ask me out to the temple fair?"

"tsk"

"Oh! I see. You're not an old antique who's never been here a thousand years ago, so you're just curious!"

Ryoumen Sukuna could no longer bear it and pulled up the noisy boy on the bench and led him all the way to the cinema.

The ticket he bought was for 10 o'clock, and it was already past the deadline.

"Aren't you afraid that I will really get rid of you?" Tsukuyomi Tsukumi stood in front of Ryomen Sukuna like a child, raising his head and deliberately provoking him.

He was given a slap by Ryoumen Sukuna, who couldn't bear it any longer, before he calmed down.

"Ah! No way, how could you attack a senior!"

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Yuji Itadori changed his body back, but was soon defeated by Ryomen Sukuna again.

“He’s so stupid.”

Tsukuyomi, with a bump on his head, was unwillingly led by Ryomen Sukuna through the crowd. When they were almost at the entrance of the cinema,

He stopped,

In a place that sells blown sugar figures.

The stall owners were a pair of brothers. The older one was very enthusiastic and was wearing rolled-up short sleeves, blowing sugar figures with all his might. The crescent shape on his wheat-colored arms was extremely conspicuous.

He lives his life very hard and smiles at everyone he meets.

The younger one looked very taciturn, about six or seven years old. He sat obediently on a chair next to the vendor, holding an apple candy stiffly in his hand.

Tsukuyomi looked at the candy apple for a few seconds. Although he was just observing it, it seemed that Ryomen Sukuna misunderstood his meaning.

"looking at what?"

Does it look familiar?

The hand that Ryomen Sukuna was holding Tsukuyomi's was warm and wet, which was the sweat on the palm.

"Nothing." Tsukuyomi pursed his lips, looking indifferent.

Ryomen Sukuna froze, tightened his hands, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"That's best."

"Hello? What would you like to see?" Yuzuki Ze spoke first and looked at these two... strange guests?

In the past, he would never talk to such tourists.

Even if Ryomen Sukuna restrained his murderous intent and aura, he was still no match for an ordinary person. It was irrational to rashly talk to such a dangerous person.

But... inexplicably, Yuzuki looked at Tsukuyomi who was pouting beside the pink-haired man.

White hair and red eyes,

He was wearing the same white kimono as his brother, with similar red eyes...

But it made him feel inexplicably close.

Tsukuyomi was a little confused because he had just finished breakfast and was still very full. He fell silent as he looked at the dazzling array of konpeito and sugar figures.

"Are you two... brothers? Hahaha, this little brother looks so cute. If you're brothers, how about blowing up a pair of sugar figures?"