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

"Tsujimi, he's not a girl. Did you get something wrong?"

Gojo Satoru remained silent...

Who is the Six Eyes?

Are you kidding me? He has six eyes, six eyes, I don’t need you to tell me!!!

"I knew it the first time I saw him," Gojo Satoru retorted impatiently. Seeing the white-haired 'girl' angrily folding her hands and pouting without looking at him, he felt annoyed.

My body subconsciously wants to admit my mistake.

Gojo Satoru: Are you kidding me...

Little one beware!!!

He looked at his senior suspiciously, "Brother Ishikawa, do you know this person?"

When Gojo Satoru heard the heartless kid calling another man "brother", his face twisted for a moment.

"Ah, it's Gojo-sama from the Three Great Families." Then he leaned over to the boy's ear and whispered, "That's the famous six-eyed god..."

The kid feigned surprise! Is that the guy with six eyes?!

He hesitated but couldn't help but quickly glanced at the other person's face with a look that he thought was hidden but was actually bold.

Damn! Such a small face, there is no extra space to put four eyes!

Gojo Satoru immediately put on a cool pose, thinking that the other party had discovered his true identity.

Tsukuyomi Tsukumi: Not sure, take another look

I still haven't seen six eyes. Also, what kind of son of God is this? Should I tell him... He seems a little... crazy.

So Master Gojo Satoru received a look of disdain from the little brat.

Gojo Satoru: Why is it different from what I imagined?

Ishikawa Mori: ...Don’t you have any idea?

At this moment, the barrage blocked by Tsukuyomi is almost laughing like crazy

[Someone, get this drama queen out of here]

[The real peacock has spread its tail, and where are you looking, Wumao?]

[Who is this greasy guy? ]

[Eh, why don't I remember this person appearing in this comic? Just a random person? This person is so pretty.]

At the same time, a group of barrages from another world watched this scene silently.

It’s so nice to be so lively...

[I am still very jealous.]

……

But how could Big Cat really dare to harbor any resentment towards such a beautiful boy?

He stiffly retracted his outstretched hand and whispered, "Tsk, I don't want to..." His handsome features were awkward and had nowhere to go.

Ishikawa Mori felt offended, but he didn't say anything.

He was just a humble worker, how could he dare to challenge the young master, and he skillfully put on the perfect smile of a social animal.

So skilled that it makes people feel distressed...

"In that case, Master Gojo, we'll take our leave first." Without waiting for the cat to react, he pulled Tsukuyomi beside him and turned away.

Only Gojo Satoru was left standing there restlessly, as if he was frozen in place by the stone statue technique. He hadn't changed his posture for a long time. He just stared blankly at the direction where the golden curse power disappeared through his dark sunglasses. After a long while, he pulled his hair in dissatisfaction.

The image of the boy turning away without mercy, the curve of his skirt, and the plumpness of his flesh squeezed by the white stockings, was still replaying in my mind...

"grass……"

Xiao Xiao Wu you!

but……

“Huh…” It wasn’t a wasted trip.

At least he could get by with the guy next to him…

*

Tsukuyomi went home regretfully wearing ill-fitting women's clothing, not knowing how much of a sensation his appearance caused in the commercial street at night.

Almost everyone who passed by slowed down their pace unconsciously, secretly looking at the "girl" with outstanding temperament who was being pulled by the wrist.

Under the dazzling light, the silver threads of moonlight shone, the misty red eyes were moist, as if they had been bullied not long ago, the straight nose had an androgynous beauty, and the most eye-catching thing was the melancholy shrouded in the boy.

Pure and cold, with a hazy sadness,

It is the beauty of mono no aware and wabi sabi that is deeply buried in the hearts of every Japanese person.

I can't help but feel pity

Even the burly male PR sitting in the rich sister's expensive car couldn't help but smack his lips.

"It's just too small..."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"nothing"

*

Ishikawa Mori apologized all the way and signed many humiliating treaties before he successfully sent his poor junior back to the staff dormitory of the technical college.

Although Tsukuyomi still looked understanding when they met, he also pretended to comfort his senior.

After the people left

Like a deflated balloon

It deflated in an instant. If expectations are not met, I will still not be happy.

Panda is still that cute little cat, at least he doesn't have to wear diapers anymore (under Panda's serious protest). I don't know if it's because the growth rate of the cursed skeleton is too slow or for other reasons, but the fat cat who used to be a good friend of the little cub has changed.

he!

Instead, he became the younger brother who was taken care of.

Panda, who loves to stay up late, doesn't sleep and has a cute little nightcap on his head. It seems that he is waiting for a kid who goes out late at night.

Tsukuyomi just opened the door, and the little panda heard the door closing and rushed over with his little paws clacking.

Like a hit porcelain, the four claws tightly hugged Tsukuyomi's calf

"Humph, bad guy Tsujimi, I got you, I got you~"

As soon as Tsukuyomi opened the door, she was hit by the cuteness, and her tired heart felt healed a little.

"Yeah~ I'm back."

"Baby, carry me on your back and go out to play! Bad boy~"

"Hey, I clearly said hello to you and Papa before leaving."

The little panda doesn’t care. Even though he is so cute, Jin Jian was still seduced away by the guy outside!

The wild cats outside are not as cute as the ones at home!

Don't say it, you really don't say it...

After comforting Panda, Tsukuyomi returned to the room, took off his clothes, took a shower, and then fell on the bed, lying on the soft quilt.

Fragrant bedding, your own room

"call……"

Late at night, when I am alone, I can’t help but have random thoughts, especially when I have been busy all night but have achieved nothing.

So tired, so tired

My brain feels heavy and my body feels tired.

The boy buried half of his face in the quilt in depression, feeling lost or something else, he felt empty.

The energy and vitality I had outside were completely drained the moment I walked in. It was like I had been wearing a doll costume and performing outside for a whole day. After returning home, I felt relieved, but my limbs were still exhausted and I couldn't even lift them up.

How could this happen, Tsukuyomi Tsukumi, what on earth are you thinking about...

At this time, Ye Moth knocked on the kid's door with hot milk, and got a muffled answer, "Papa, come in..."

"You went on a mission with Ishikawa and the others today? How was it?"

The kid was still lying on the bed, not moving, and explained the whole thing in a serious manner.

Ye Moth Zhengdao sighed, and comforted his little cub for a while, and finally asked the question that concerned him most.

"Tsujimi...why do you want to become a sorcerer?"

During this period of time, he has been hesitant about whether to discuss this issue with Zizi.

Although he is a teacher at a technical high school, but... for some selfish reasons, he does not want Tsumabu to join the world of curse.

What does it matter if the child has high talents and abilities? Like most parents, he does not expect his child to be "successful", "rich" or "powerful", nor does he expect him to be an outstanding or perfect person.

As the father of Jin Jian, he only hopes that the child is healthy and happy, that's enough

Even if the sky falls, there are still tall people to hold it up.

He also knew his child's pure kindness and little dreams. He only wanted to enter an ordinary good university, so why did he have to set foot in such a decadent world of magic?

He was not sure if he had the ability to protect him. Even he himself was always cautious and always walked on the edge.

Therefore,

Child, what is your answer?

"Papa, each of us has our own responsibilities. Since I have this ability and can help others, why not do it?"

"Don't you understand? Just because you happen to have this ability, you have to do something so dangerous? You need to think carefully. Is this truly your own choice?"

Coming into this world voluntarily

Voluntarily possess this gift of seeing cursed spirits?

Can you guarantee that if you were given a chance to choose, would you still choose this talent?

A sorcerer is born to sacrifice for others. Are you afraid of death?

Or, at the moment of death, will you regret, curse, and betray your beliefs?

However, Ye Mo Zheng Dao did not know that fear of death may be the view of most people, but it is definitely not the view of this young man.

Ye Mo Zheng Dao didn't get the answer he wanted, so he just sighed, patted the boy's head on the bed, told him to drink the milk while it was hot, and left.

Tsukuyomi let out a sigh, sat down on the bed tiredly, and smoothed his hair tremblingly.

As soon as I got out of bed, I fell down as soon as my toes touched the ground.

Tsukuyomi held onto the table in a panic, a sharp pain came from his knees, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

I tried to hold the milk on the table, but as soon as I tried to hold it, my hands started shaking so much that I could hardly hold the cup.

"call……"

The young man with delicate eyebrows and eyes put down the cup depressedly, opened the cabinet of the desk skillfully, and took out the bottles and jars that were pressed under the books.

I poured out a handful of capsules at random, and found that several capsules were empty.

Tomorrow, I still have to go see Dr. Nanami.