After the group wear, I became the group darling of the big guys

There were strange stitches on the real person's face, but his behavior and movements were extremely exaggerated, just like a naughty child. Villette didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand and motioned for the real person to put his hand on it.

"You really trust me." The real person curled his lips, but still put his hand on it. His hand was wrapped in a layer of blue-gray illusory flames. The two hands overlapped together. The touch did not feel like that of humans, but more like the slippery touch of a cold-blooded animal, which made Villette frown slightly.

But then, he no longer had time to care about the real person, because a corner of his memory, which was buried deep in the heart of the world, was suddenly pried open.

It's confusing and weird.

The life of an ordinary boy and the hundred-year trial career of a water dragon king, two completely different memories appeared in his brain. After hesitating for a moment, Villette chose to listen to the voice of his heart and sealed up the memory of the ordinary boy.

"You are - what." Although the memory was quite vague and a bit uncertain, Villette was quite certain that the supreme judge sitting on the trial bench was himself.

After getting her memory back, Villette was eager to find the people protected by herself and the water god, and those lovely and beautiful Meluseen.

"Me? I'm a cursed spirit. We are quite miserable. We were born among humans, but we were despised and expelled because of our weird looks. There is even an organization called Curse Masters among humans that hunts us down."

"We really want a place to live. You see, I'm not threatening at all, right?" The real person blinked, confusing right and wrong without any shame. In his opinion, he really didn't kill anyone. He just twisted their souls into another species. They are still breathing and still alive.

Hated, expelled, resented.

Villette blinked and looked at the stitching lines on the real person's face thoughtfully. Such a weird appearance is indeed not easy to be liked by xenophobic humans. Even the lovely-looking Melusin was a Fontaine person who had been changed by subtle influence for hundreds of years, not to mention the "Cursed Spirit".

It is an existence that needs to be protected.

Even with his memories, Villette was no longer the calm and composed judge in his memories. He was now more immature and more easily deceived.

"I will give you a place...to stay," Narvilette promised, "if what you say is true."

Villette turned and left, he was going to look for the anchor of his memory, the people of Fontaine, and the water goddess Funina who had always guarded Fontaine.

Villette was floating quietly in the air, the wind in the sky made the corners of his clothes flutter, and there were ripples on the water under his feet.

He clenched his left hand and a scepter appeared in his hand. He struck it hard, and a dull knocking sound that could only be heard on the ground suddenly rang out and was carried to a very far place by the water.

The water contains not only rich emotions, but also all the information that Villette needs. The water becomes the eyes of the Dragon King.

No, there was no trace of the Fontaine people, nor was there any power of the water god, or any power similar to the water god.

He guards his memory alone, like a dragon guarding a unique treasure. It's romantic, but when this unique loneliness lasts longer, it becomes embarrassing.

What to do next…?

Without humans to protect and a country to live in, Villette felt more like a ghost from the past.

Of course, he did not forget to investigate the real person's words.

In Shui's vision, countless weird and terrifying cursed spirits were doing the same thing and experiencing the same tragedy.

Save people, then be expelled by humans, be terrified, be scared, and flee.

Now that the anchor point is gone, it’s easy to find another one.

In the blink of an eye, Villette appeared outside the old door. When he opened the door, he saw the real person still building a sand castle.

After staring into those eyes for a moment, Violet walked through the door.

***

In the alley outside Yuji's house, the skull of a pregnant woman was wide open, and there was nothing inside. Next to the woman stood a monk in a cassock. He glanced in the direction of Villette, with a strange smile of compassion on his lips. His open palms clenched into fists in vain, and countless cursed spirits appeared behind him, hovering and roaring.

If Villette were here, he would find that those were all the cursed spirits he had observed.

"It's so easy to fool. Now we can start the next step. The prison gate is at the special-grade cursed spirit. It looks like a... volcano head."

The monk had a smile on his face and lowered brows, looking like Buddha, but his words were full of malice.

***

"We have completed our mission this time." Zaoyou shook his head drowsily, "Shall we go out now?"

Shi Ning looked at Fu Ningna: "Will the location of this card remain in the same place after you go out?"

Funina took a deep breath and seemed to calm down a little: "If I don't set it up specifically, it will be right here."

"No, we can't stay where we are." Shi Ning rejected Fu Ningna, "You were too high-profile just now. Those policemen and the people who were dragged in here must still be waiting outside. We have to change places."

Move to a place where Funina can be kept.

Shi Ning immediately ruled out her own firm. Although she also entered here, in the eyes of the police she might be very familiar with Funina, but her identity as the director of the firm gave her a good cover. At least she could say that she brought investigators to investigate the case.

As for the case... I'll just ask someone in the group to help forge one. Surveillance footage can also be forged.

At least no one else can get involved in this anymore.

By the way...if I tell Gojo Satoru, the power of the Gojo family should be able to suppress this matter, but that would be equivalent to owing someone another favor.

But there was no time to find another place for Funina to stay. Forget it, she would just owe him a favor. At worst, she could just contribute a little more to the future plans.

Shi Ning made a quick decision: "Let's go to Tokyo Jujutsu High School, we should be able to keep you safe there."

"Okay." Furninna nodded.

The next second, several people appeared in a classroom.

The old wooden building, the sudden sound of an alarm, and the classroom layout that he remembered so well, the wanderer glanced around and floated away, his expression quite irritated: "It's so noisy. If there's nothing else, I won't accompany you."

"I'm going back too..." Zaoyou said shakily, "Ugh... I don't want to go back, I want to be lazy... The seniors in the Special Ability Agent Department don't need to grow taller..."

Zaoyou was also very fast. She disappeared in front of the arriving sorcerer like a gust of wind, and even blew up the fallen leaves.