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

"Didn't you say you didn't want to eat a few days ago?"

Tsukuyomi Tsukumi was dumbfounded, looking up at him in disbelief. The only person in the world who could have survived after looking up and glaring at both Sukuna was probably Tsukuyomi Tsukumi in front of him.

When the memories of the dead suddenly start to attack you...

Ryomen Sukuna pulled out the bloody snake demon's internal organs

[You have no right to refuse, eat it quickly]

【Never! 】

【Must eat! 】

I don’t want it!!

……

Tsukuyomi was about to vomit, her face flushed with anxiety, and she complained loudly, "Why are you like this!"

Ryoumen Sukuna remained unmoved and continued to explain in an orderly manner.

"Didn't you like it just now?"

The white-haired boy was furious and patted the quilt angrily, "But, but you didn't say who did it!"

"Which one?"

"It's just... the monster's innards. So disgusting!"

Ryoumen Sukuna remained expressionless as he unleashed his ultimate move, drawing out his words, "Disgusting? Haven't you eaten enough these years?"

Tsukuyomi Tsumi: "?"

Because she had been moving around in the quilt just now, her long hair was wrapped in the quilt and became very messy. At this moment, she was dumbfounded and stared blankly at Ryoumen Sukuna, as if she was thinking about the truth of his words, like a messy puppy.

What does it mean to “haven’t eaten enough in these years?”

How come he doesn’t know that these are what he eats every day?

"Impossible! Rimei, Rimei would never do such a thing?!"

Ryoumen Sukuna admired his shock, but was dissatisfied with his trust in Rimei, so he snorted and laughed.

He left Tsukuyomi with an endless aftertaste in his imagination and went straight out.

That night, Rimei was brought back from a distant town by Ryoumen Sukuna himself.

"S-Sukuna-sama, what is this?"

"Tsk, go back and see for yourself"

Rimei looked up at Sukuna-sama's cheeks, which were obviously abnormally red, and said nothing.

"..."

*

After winter,

Tsukuyomi is becoming more and more prone to illness, and is easily sick when exposed to cold wind.

Rimei didn't allow him to leave the room, and even wouldn't open the window. The heating in the room was burning so hot that ordinary people would sweat if they came in, but for Tsukuyomi it was just right.

The precious and soft mattress turned into the fur of an unknown animal. The young man wearing a fur hat knelt depressedly on the slippery mat, holding a copper engraved melon-shaped hand warmer in his arms.

Burning in the brazier was the auspicious charcoal used by the emperor of Heian-kyo. This charcoal was obtained during the diplomatic relations with the Tang Dynasty. It went around in circles along the way and was finally snatched away by Ryomen Sukuna.

Because these charcoal are flameless but glowing, each piece can burn for ten days. This also saves Li Mei from going to the town to buy more.

In a remote corner of the countryside nestled between mountains and rivers, the famous Curse King has imprisoned his little god on the ground. It is not surprising that the house is filled with silks, satins, and real-world toys.

Cruel and wanton, not taking any restraints into consideration, this tenacious and powerful ghost is not stingy with his own half which is full of weaknesses.

Stay here forever.

*

Winter mountains seem to sleep,

In the morning, this remote residence welcomed a "guest"

There was no need to trouble Ryomen Sukuna for such a small matter. Rimei was close by and took the lead in taking care of a few people. Shimonagi froze these curse masters without a trace of blood. In the past few years, he had been very careful not to get blood on his body.

I dragged a few ice sculptures to the backyard and planned to finish them after making breakfast.

Unfortunately, he met Ryoumen Sukuna who had already woken up.

Li Mei thought that the loud noise of fighting had disturbed the adult, so he immediately admitted his mistake and knelt on one knee respectfully.

"My apologies, Sukuna-sama. Did I wake you up?"

"Someone will be coming soon, keep an eye on him." Ryoumian Sukuna looked at the foggy mountainside in silence, his scarlet eyes flickering.

Of course, Rimei knew what Sukuna-sama meant.

Since he can be mentioned, he is naturally a friend rather than an enemy. Of course, all this is temporary for the Curse King, so Tsukuyomi Tsukuyomi's figure cannot be exposed. He must keep a close eye on Tsukuyomi and not let him show his face in front of this person.

Anyone who can become "friends" with the Curse King is naturally no ordinary person.

Ryoumen Sukuna stood there for a while and then left, leaving Rimei to deal with these "ingredients" alone.

It’s a pity that she is not a woman or a child, but she is a curse master after all, so she is somewhat different from ordinary people.

The Curse King's henchman, who was famous outside, was now very familiar with the task of taking care of people.

These hands strangled the lives of several curse masters one second, and started to make soup the next second. When they came to take a look in the morning, they found that the people were still sleeping, so they gently woke up the confused people.

Tsukuyomi Tsukumi was not in a bad mood when he woke up. Although he was very unhappy about being woken up in his sleep, he still let Rimei wipe his hands and face. After washing with his eyes closed, he was coaxed to finish a bowl of porridge.

"Hmm!..." The familiar taste made Tsukuyomi frown, and he called out to Rimei vaguely.

"Rimei...this can't be the porridge from last time!"

"..."

Li Mei couldn't bear to see the boy's eyes widen as he suddenly woke up, and a hint of helplessness appeared on his usually expressionless and cold brows.

The skin, fur and internal organs of these great monsters who have practiced for hundreds or thousands of years are all treasures that can be used to make spell tools, cook and make medicine.

The reason why the little god has been weakening is still unknown, and it cannot be regulated by pharmacology. It can only be cured by warming food.

Lord Sukuna enjoys challenging strong enemies. In the past, after a satisfying battle, he would turn around and leave to look for the next strong opponent, but now he stops and selects the appropriate part of the opponent like selecting food.

Ryoumen Sukuna himself was also very unhappy about this, but after all, it was his anchor, and he still had a lot of things he wanted to do. It was impossible for him to die for such a ridiculous reason.

*

When the noose arrived, Li Mei was waiting at the door.

The mountaintops were all white, thick clouds rolled in, and large snowflakes fell, carried by a violent wind.

Even so, the man was dressed lightly, his sleeves rustling in the wind, and he was not afraid at all.

He had long black hair down to his waist, a handsome face, and a calm demeanor. "Hahahaha, long time no see, Li Mei."

The smile did not reach his eyes, instead there was an inexplicable fanaticism and strange depression.

Rimei was still the aloof Rimei. Except for Lord Sukuna and Tsukuyomi Tsukuyomi, she didn't say a word to anyone else. In response to Nozomi's greeting, she just nodded politely, then turned around and motioned for people to follow her.

When you open the door, you can see a large courtyard. In the open space outside the corridor, a bright red plum tree stands out in the thick snow, and its fragrance floats in the air. There are also two swallow-shaped kites on the wooden frame next to it.

Noose followed Li Mei slowly, his sight falling on the room facing Hong Mei. There were lovely moon-shaped wind chimes and clay sculptures hanging on the bedside... The doors and windows were closed.

Li Mei turned around and noticed the gaze of the noose, and slowed down his pace unnoticeably to block his sight.

Nosuo curled his lips and smiled, then left Li Mei and quickly walked to the window. He looked at the slightly swaying wind chimes and asked lazily in a long tone,

"Do you have any other guests?"

Li Mei flashed in front of the door, his face as cold as frost and his tone a little aggressive. Although he usually had a cold expression, if you look closely, you can see that it was mixed with vigilance and anger.

Satome: "Sukuna-sama is not here."

Nozomi pretended not to understand and shrugged. "Don't be nervous, Rimei-kun, I'm just curious." Standing by the window, she could just see the tenacious red plum blossom. "Sukuna... you're really elegant..."

Rimei paused, stretched out her hand to signal him to go back, with a warning in her eyes: "Sukuna-sama is waiting for you in front."

The black-haired man smiled gently and quickly stretched out his hand to push open the window to see what was inside. Before Li Mei could make a move, a wind blade came from behind and just cut off the wide sleeves of the noose.

Even though it was winter, the Curse King still had his chest exposed, strange and bizarre curse patterns coiled around him, a half-smile on his face:

“Don’t do unnecessary things”