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

It was already morning when Tsukuyomi Tsukumi woke up again.

In a daze, he felt that someone was holding him in the arms and walking at a slow pace, which made him feel at ease. The first thing he did after waking up was to stare blankly.

The boy had a fair and clean face, a delicate and straight nose, and soft, long hair that was ruffled in the quilt.

Beneath him was a strong arm, firmly supporting his knees, while the other arm was resting lightly on his back, just like holding a child.

Fortunately, the Curse King had a strong physique and walked all night without changing his posture.

After knocking him unconscious, Ryomen Sukuna cast several layers of spells on him and the quilt, and used spells to isolate him from the cold air from the outside. When Tsukuyomi woke up, he even felt a little stuffy in the quilt.

He took off his shoes and socks for a more comfortable ride in the carriage, and now the soles of his feet were warm.

Feeling very safe.

Tsukuyomi didn't know why, but... whenever she felt warmth under her feet, she would feel extremely safe.

It was as if someone had done this for him when he was very young.

Memories and emotions change

But the body doesn't.

Like the new green leaves sprouting from branches in spring, he stretched out his hand and placed it on Ryoumen Sukuna's neck, using the force to get himself out of the soft and stuffy quilt.

She was softly shouting in her quilt, "Ryomen Sukuna...Ryomen Sukuna!"

I, think, think it out

Ryomen Sukuna glanced down and found that the man was awake. Without stopping, he stretched out his third hand and covered him tightly again at the moment when the man was about to get out of the quilt.

"Just stay still, kid."

Tsukuyomi Tsukumi: Bad guy!

The world outside was covered in snow. They had reached a flat land. Snow had fallen all night, and now the world outside was covered in snow.

In this vast white field, there are only the footprints of ghosts and gods. Along the long time, along the deep majesty and fear, along the rugged road, they leave their own footprints in this vast world.

Every step is firm.

He has his own way to go, in the direction he chooses

In the silent passage of time, Ryoumen Sukuna has his own way to fight against nothingness.

His ambition,

It means a lifetime of freedom.

The young ghost walked through the buzzing of strange mosquitoes and flies, the singing of ghosts in lonely graves, and witnessed the mysterious human nature and conspiracies. He was always alone with a face like a sculpture, because this was the freedom he chose for himself.

But when the dawn comes,

The sleeping person in his arms wakes up, even the most arrogant ghosts and gods have to bow their heads, and the warm hands reach out to embrace him with dependence.

The flawless mask was broken, and the posture that had been deadlocked all night also changed.

The ghost just reached out and gathered the quilt.

"Ugh! Ryoumen Sukuna! I want to come out, I want to come out!"

Seeing that he couldn't struggle free, Tsukuyomizu hugged the person and twisted his body continuously, determined to stick his head out, open his eyes, and take a look at the world.

Ryomen Sukuna sneered, and his cold eyes swept across the vast expanse of white in front of him. What was there to see?

Holding the delicate "half body" in my arms, my heart was filled with a sense of powerlessness and absurdity.

He is a man who thinks he is "the only one in the world", cold and cruel, extremely indifferent and ruthless, with a deep insight into human nature and contempt for conventions, except for freedom.

Acting according to one's own will, not bound by any worldly rules, and having a strong sense of self-esteem and self-awareness, one should not allow anyone to look down on or provoke him.

When struggling at the anchor point, let go.

That's it,

It is your anchor and should be as free as you are.

Ryomen Sukuna thought lightly.

The next second, a small corner of the quilt was pulled out, and Tsukuyomi curiously leaned over, attracted by the outside world.

It was as if a hibernating squirrel suddenly woke up and saw the white world for the first time.

This was something Tsukuyomi, who had always been confined to a small corner of the shrine, had never seen before. It was the first time that he explored the world with such openness, ease, and curiosity.

He didn't understand his feelings at the moment, and his heart was sour.

It seems, it seems that I have never been so happy as I am now.

He finally discovered himself from the inside out.

No longer anxious and sad about the departure of people coming and going, no longer humble and cowardly and self-pitying, taking all the mistakes on myself, no longer needing to worry about others

He won't make this mistake again.

Because Ryoumen Sukuna will not give anyone such an opportunity.

The world outside is wider and more vast than he imagined. It is complicated yet orderly, diverse yet pure, brilliant yet lonely.

In this vast world of snow, Tsukuyomi suddenly had a feeling. He looked at everything in front of him absentmindedly and murmured:

"We are the only ones left in this world..."

Ryoumen Sukuna was too lazy to give him a look of contempt. Even though he had done such a good job of keeping warm, his heart still felt achy. It couldn't be that he suddenly became hungry after getting up.

Tsukuyomi was suddenly held like a child. For the first time, he looked at the world from such a novel and high perspective. He lowered his head and his eyes fell on the cold profile of Sukuna.

The strange and complex spell patterns are more conspicuous in the ice and snow.

Tsukuyomi Tsukumi suddenly spoke up, "Sukuna, can I call you that?"

Ryoumen Sukuna really wanted to open his head and see what he was thinking about day by day.

The thin lips opened slightly, with a mocking and teasing tone: "No"

Tsukuyomi looked at him steadily, then suddenly smiled, imitating Rimei's tone.

"Okay, Lord Su Nuo"

If Ryoumen Sukuna is willing, he would really be a good life mentor for Tsukuyomi.

He is powerful, willful, and capable. He despises all dogmas and does things according to his own preferences.

Such people are called "selfish" according to what is written in human books.

However, ignoring the whispers of the world and fulfilling oneself, living to the fullest, even though it is bloody and brutal...

Tsukuyomi knew that this was actually wrong, but Ryoumen Sukuna's free and easy and spontaneous nature made Tsukuyomi yearn for it. He was like the moon that had been sinking at the bottom of the well for a long time, and was about to -

From one moon to another.

[How amazing…]

I'm so envious...

I want to be such a confident person.

People with charisma always shine and attract those who admire the strong which is engraved in human genes.

Tsukuyomi knows that Ryoumen Sukuna is not a "good person", but he is really good to him. If he can continue like this,

Can I trust you?

*

Ryoumen Sukuna held him firmly in his arms, listening to his little mouth babble in incomprehensible words, and he didn't feel disgusted at all on this quiet and monotonous snowy road.

On the contrary, he is quite patient

Tsukuyomi deliberately imitated Rimei's unusually respectful address and asked some stupid but true questions.

"Sukuna-sama, are you afraid of death?"

"Regardless of the cause of death, it is the death of another person that weighs equally heavily on me."

"Hmm...so domineering, why are you so confident?"

“Just a bunch of garbage”

"Then could the great Sukuna-sama teach me? I also want to become a great person."

"Oh, then try harder and try to arouse my interest."

"I miss Rimei... If it were Rimei, she wouldn't be as hesitant as you."

"The little devil who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth"

Tsukuyomi leaned against him and yawned, "Sukuna...how long will it take us to get there..."

"Just sleep when you're tired, are you a pig?"

"No...I sleep for a long time every day."

……

Tsukuyomi couldn't hold out for too long, but he refused to retreat back into the quilt again, forcing his eyes to stay closed.

He thought that Ryomen Sukuna must be bored after walking alone for so long without anyone talking to him.