Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"Why five cassocks?"

There is still a little baby fat on the child's face that is almost stuck in the long-sleeved pants, and the shirt underneath is still stained with blood, which is different from the usual lazy and world-weary delicate face.

The eleven-year-old child has a calmness that belies his age, but it is precisely limited by his age. No matter how much he pretends to be mature, he still reveals a cute childishness.

This is eleven-year-old Aze!

Although it was untimely, Xia Youjie still set off imaginary fireworks in his mind.

take a photo of! take a photo of! Even after the curse is broken, he can still be killed! No, electronics live forever!

Thanks to the omnipotent mobile phone, black, cough, no, this kind of good history should be recorded!

"Ahem, my name is Xia Youjie. I am a family member, and we are your companions." No matter how bubbling he felt in his heart, Xia Youjie calmly took over the social responsibility.

Uncle Wei Liuhai tried his best to put on his most friendly smile, and in the same tone as coaxing Mimiko and Nanako, he explained the current situation to him thoughtfully.

"So, according to our estimation, you are most likely to be cursed. Although you are only eleven years old now, you should actually be eighteen."

"..."

There is too much information, and although silence will be late, it will never be absent.

"What you mean is that it's not a parallel space swap, but that for some reason the eighteen-year-old me has shrunk physically and mentally to where I am now?"

The silence didn't last long. Atobe Keizawa quickly clarified the context of the matter. Although he only has the memory of eleven years old now, how could the heir of the Atobe family be measured by his mere age?

"But I remember that before I appeared here, I was reading at home."

From going backwards in physical time to a parallel space, are today’s children so accepting of the status quo?

"There shouldn't be parallel time and space. The curse doesn't have this ability, and even if it did, it wouldn't be so easy to trigger." Ieiri Glass said with certainty.

"Oh, then I'm fine."

Atobe Keizawa stopped asking questions and sat quietly on the cursed spirit and began to observe the sky from a perspective he had never used before.

Xia Youjie and Jiajia Zi looked at each other, feeling confused as to where to start.

Is this kid really okay? No, after what he has just experienced, is he really okay? ?

He almost died! What do you want to ask?

Don't be silent? Jiajiazi glanced at Xia Youjie.

...can you blame me? Xia Youjie looked on innocently.

Didn’t you raise two children? When the family enters the market, they look back confidently.

But eleven-year-old Ze looks more mature than Satoru? I can't figure it out! Xia Youjie replied with serious eyes.

……

"If you have something to say, you can just say it." Atobe Keizawa noticed the dispute between the two adults' eyes and reluctantly retracted the idea of ​​looking at the scenery.

"Don't you have anything else to ask?" Xia Youjie looked at him carefully.

Can a child who suddenly comes to a strange environment really behave like this? Could it be that he is still 18 years old because of his mental state?

Aze was not pretending to be a kid to watch everyone's jokes. Xia Youjie, who knew his friend well, started to speculate on conspiracy theories.

Didn’t you finish asking just now? Atobe Keizawa glanced around the two suspected future friends with slightly worried eyes, as if they would keep looking at him like this if he didn't say anything, but he could only find one point that he was more concerned about: "Why are there five cassocks?" ?”

Very good, irrelevant concerns.

At least everyone finally accepted the fact that children are really not nervous or curious. Aze has really been mentally stable since he was a child.

But as soon as this question was asked, even the family's eyes turned away: "Gojo must be a bad taste, but why is it a cassock?"

She had even concluded that Gojo was a bad joke.

"..."

"Maybe, it seems easier to convince people?" Xia Youjie answered hesitantly.

Atobe Keizawa and Ieiri Glass: ...This person is so suspicious.

"Ahem, Mr. Natsuyou, where are we going now?" Atobe Keizawa refused to continue the awkward atmosphere and asked again.

"Go to my house." There was nothing to hide from this question. Xia Youjie breathed a sigh of relief and showed an embarrassed smile that was slightly sweaty.

Atobe Kageze's condition was not suitable for exposure, and he couldn't act alone even if he was a professional. He didn't even know where there were potential dangers, so it was safest to stay with Xia Youjie first.

Atobe Keizawa had no objection, it had little to do with him anyway.

The bird-shaped curse spirit was very fast, and the underground city was as small as a piece of paper. Soon the curse spirit landed in an inaccessible suburb.

Very good, it also looks like a religious gathering place.

Religion is indeed myself... my future self!

Xia Youjie opened the door and invited everyone in. The two little girls happily poked their heads out of the room. When they saw Xia Youjie, their eyes lit up and they came out.

"Huh? This person looks like Mr. Atobe." Mimiko, who was more attentive, stopped in front of Xia Youjie. There was a stranger there, so Mimiko subconsciously grabbed her sleeves and hid behind Xia Youjie, looking at someone whose age was obviously different. little brother.

Realizing that she was at a loss what to do, Atobe Kageze retreated to the door.

Xia Youjie did not deal with it, but picked up the two children and explained the reason to them softly. With the eyes of the children gradually realizing, he placed Mimiko and Nanako in front of Atobe Keizawa.

"Brother Atobe, I am Nanako." Nanako raised her hand happily. Although Mr. Atobe will be very handsome when he grows up, will the little brother Atobe be able to play with us?

"I'm Mimiko!" The introverted Mimiko also timidly raised her hand.

"Atobe Keizawa, you should know each other." The young man bent down, his eyes were level, and he patiently waited for the sisters' response.

After all, he is the owner of this house. If the children are afraid, he can't get into their living space, right? Atobe Keizawa adjusted his mentality slightly and raised the corners of his mouth.

Although he was wearing the shell of Xia Youjie's best friend, the boy still had no sense of reality. He didn't have the memory of these seven years, so he couldn't really bring himself into the identity of their "good friend".

In his opinion, he has no friends.

"Brother Atobe, sister Tsumiki gave us cookies, I'll take you to eat them!" Nanako quickly accepted the smaller setting, took Atobe Keizawa's hand and ran to the living room, Mimiko quickly He chased after him.

"You're still quite popular even though you've become smaller." Ieiri Glass joked.

Looking at the backs of the three people leaving, Xia Youjie dropped his peaceful smile. In an instant, the boy with a round head turned pale. He took out his mobile phone and led Jia Zhijie into the study.

Gojo Satoru is on a business trip, Ie Noshiko and Atobe Keizawa are ambushed. There can be no problems here.

Although everyone knew that Gojo Satoru would be fine, they were still worried.

Sure enough, Gojo Satoru's reaction was as strong as expected. Even the family's boss almost failed to stop him from being furious. Xia Youjie tried hard to persuade him for a long time before he could barely stop his urge to abandon his son and return to his country to blow up the earth.

There was a crackling explosion on the other end of the phone, and Xia Youjie waited quietly for Gojo Satoru to vent his emotions.

After the roar, when the real discussion was over, when the two of them walked out of the room, the two little girls were leaning on the coffee table doing homework, while Atobe Keizawa sat next to him and taught Nanako how to do arithmetic problems. The little girl's face was wrinkled. Bitter gourd, but still counting with his fingers raised honestly.

Under the bright light, the living room is full of traces of the tranquility of the years. The time is just right, and fortunately everyone is still alive.

Xia Youjie stood in the shadow, his slender figure cast on the wall, and a wall was erected for himself in the boundary between light and darkness.

After a long time, he relaxed his body, and the black-haired adult casually leaned against the wall and stared at the warm scene in the living room.

Xia Youjie thought that he not only saved Atobe Keizawa and Ieiri Glass, he might also save his own future.