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

Zenin Kazuhiko went to the temple whenever he had the chance. At first, they just talked about some things related to the past life in the shrine. He never thought that Tsukuyomi Tsukumi would ask him about the method of repairing Shikigami.

The Zen Master had seen too many intrigues within large families. Even if it was just a small topic to start with, he could find out the truth with just a few attempts.

There are not many gods that are this pure.

Since the Ten Shadow Law Heir is closely connected with the summoned Shikigami, many people try to get close to him by finding various excuses, but these are not their real purpose.

Tsukuyomizu noticed the bulging purse at her waist, the crescent-white brocade was exactly the same as the fabric of her clothes.

This was something Li Mei had sewn with leftover fabric from her clothes to entertain him. It had a small red crescent moon embroidered on it.

This is Tsukuyomi's stuff.

Although it is insignificant, the boy really takes it to heart. He always cherishes it and takes it with him wherever he goes.

"This is... something Rimei-nii gave me."

At this moment, I carefully pulled out the bunny-shaped origami. Although the owner took good care of them, after so many years, the edges were inevitably frayed.

These are the little guys who have been with the boy for a long time. On the days when he is not allowed to go out, apart from the birds and butterflies that accidentally stay in the courtyard, there are these [rabbits],

For other people, such a large number of chirping rabbits would be annoying, but... for Tsukuyomi, it was just right.

The white-haired boy even thoughtfully gave each of the dozen rabbits unique names. To the god who grew up alone, these dead things to ordinary people were all given life.

They can't speak, but they are the best listeners and companions.

He took the origami paper, slowly smoothed the rough edges with his hands, and laid them out on the wooden floor before looking up at the person who was looking at him.

"Please, can you teach me how to repair a Shikigami?"

Too many people, all kinds of people, dressed in gorgeous appearances, seemingly respectful and interacting with each other, wearing masks, but as long as there are enough benefits, everything can be exchanged for equal value.

Zenin Kazuhiko had rarely seen pure people, but he had never doubted purity itself.

The first time was when six-year-old Tsukuyomi

The second time was with eighteen-year-old Tsukuyomi.

The six-year-old Tsukuyomi is a pitiful-looking little mute, but he never harbors resentment. It is unclear whether he is slow-witted or calm and rational.

If you don't respect gods and Buddhas, you can curl up under the altar and sleep soundly without fear.

After many years, it was still that old friend who amazed him again.

To be honest, Zenin Kazuhiko didn't take these shikigami too seriously when he made them. They were meant to be fun for children, so naturally they weren't too detailed.

The talisman paper is slightly yellowed, the cinnabar marks are not very clear, and there are crooked and misaligned folds.

These things that would be considered rotten if left in a Zen temple have been treated so carefully for so many years.

Zenin Kazuhiko was suddenly touched...

The boy's nostalgia and long-lasting love now burned like a raging fire in the afternoon sun.

Tsukuyomi knelt on the wooden floor and tilted her head. Her untidy hair fell down in a mess, making her look even more casual. In the sunlight, she exuded a free and lazy light...

He is glowing...

Zenin Kazuhiko sat upright opposite the young man, his back straight, his eyes slightly lowered, restrained and dignified.

The sun shone obliquely on the area below his chest. His purple shirt was edged with a bright yellow brocade. His slender body stood straight, and he was handsome and exuded an innate nobility.

It formed a natural contrast with the young man opposite him who was dressed in simple white clothes. His gaze seemed to be burned and he quickly withdrew it.

Zenin Kazuhiko's eyelashes trembled, and his thumb unconsciously clenched into a fist, pinching his index finger. He heard his voice muffled.

"They are just some worthless little things, Tsukuyomi... If you like them, I will send some over someday."

Tsukuyomi frowned and unhappily pushed the shikigami in his direction again.

“Those aren’t my shikigami.”

These things that are vital to him need to be taken good care of. Each one is extremely important and needs to be taken good care of. He has not even tried to repair them, so how can he just throw them away because he likes the new and the old?

Besides... he is just like them,

They're all the same old thing... He doesn't like this feeling.

Zenin Kazuhiko didn't ask any more questions. He sighed and his straight back suddenly bent down as if a heavy burden had been relieved.

He raised his eyes and walked to the side where the sun was shining, picked up an origami [Rabbit], and looked intently at the boy opposite him who was puffing up and sulking.

Resigned to his fate, he raised the origami and shook it.

"Watch out, I'll only teach you once"

Tsukuyomi Tsuki came over reluctantly, with an irrepressible smile between his eyebrows. He looked very proud, but pretended to suppress his excitement, like a proud and cute kitten.

As if to say:

See, happiness is so easy

……

Every time, it was Zenin Kazuhiko who came to the temple to find Tsukuyomi Tsukumi, but Tsukuyomi Tsukumi never took the initiative to mention going out for fun together.

Before leaving, he hesitated for a moment, then suddenly stopped at the door and looked up at Tsukuyomi on the steps. He thought he would ask in an elegant and confident tone that suited his status.

But in reality, like every nervous teenager, he just mustered up the courage to ask, as if he was trying to blow up a balloon.

"Tsukuyomi!..."

Tsukuyomi looked over in confusion when he heard the sound, and stood quietly on the steps without moving a step.

"Tomorrow! ...There's a temple fair in the west of the city. Want to go together?"

The handsome young man with elegant and gentle manners sent him an invitation, but he did not expect

"Feel sorry"

He heard the man on the steps say this, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed. This was an unexpected answer, but he still kept his decency and didn't ask the reason. He nodded reservedly to indicate that he understood, and then turned and left.

But I am not as calm as I appear.

Tsukuyomi stood on the steps in a daze, tightly clutching the purse in her arms.

He didn't want to disappoint Li Mei and the others...

So, sorry.

There is an extremely vast world outside the door, but he does not have the courage to face it alone. No one can tell what the price of growing up is.

Recently, Rimei and Sukuna have been busy sorting out the affairs of the Curse Master Group. After all, there are too many people in Heian-kyō, and Rimei only comes back to look at Tsukuyomi from time to time when it's late at night.

Sukuna-sama's subordinates are responsible for your daily life, so you don't need to worry about it...

Her black hair was neatly tied into a ponytail, and the sharp and cold aura had not yet dissipated. Even though she was stepping on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, Li Mei couldn't help but lighten her steps at this moment.

When I came to the boy's door, I couldn't help but give him a lecture when I saw the dim light coming from inside.

"Tsujimi, why aren't you sleeping so late?"

Tsukuyomi sat down at the table with a wronged look on his face, holding the shikigami that Zenin Kazuhiko had repaired.

"We haven't been out together for a long time...I'm so bored being alone at home every day"

Li Mei was stunned when she heard this, and was a little at a loss. Her cold expression was stunned for a moment, and then she pursed her lips apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Tsuji, Lord Sukuna has been in some trouble recently and has made many enemies. Unless it's an emergency, it's best not to..."

The words were not finished, but Tsukuyomi knew what he wanted to say.

It's nothing more than worrying that the enemies will come to find me.

But those were Ryoumen Sukuna's enemies, so what did they have to do with him? A small-time character like him who wasn't to be feared... he hadn't done anything...

Why does everyone have to keep him under control?

Is he willing to be trapped in this small world forever?