Curse back: Tiger Stick sister is not cute at all

This one sentence made the Fushiguro father and son look at each other in bewilderment.

Then Fushiguro Shier gave his explanation: "I don't understand this place yet. Can you trouble Miss to find a new set of clothes for Hui?"

Don't understand?

When you handed in the task after killing Tenriko, why didn't you say you didn't understand?

Sheng Wu sneered, changed direction, took a few steps, and then pushed open the door.

In the center of the room sat a man, sitting cross-legged in meditation, chanting scriptures, and ignoring the intruder.

This is where clothes are stored.

"There are clothes in the closet, find a suitable set for yourself. There is a person playing games in the next room, please be quiet and don't ruin the happiness of the otaku."

After saying that, Shengwu found a place to sit down and looked at Fallen who was reciting the scriptures.

She restored the Fallen Angel's body, making him look like a normal human being instead of a mummy.

However, this cannot change the lifeless appearance of the Fallen Angel.

The Fallen Angel now only has the aura of the Curse King, but not the might of the Curse King.

This is the second time that Shengwu and Fallen Angel meet after they resurrected the Fallen Angel.

Last time, Shengwu put on a show. After watching the whole thing, Fallen Angel was a little shocked but did not react. However, he no longer had the cynical emotion he had when he was just resurrected. His whole body exuded a deadly peace.

Think about the practice process of the Incarnation Buddha, and then think about Dai Tian saying that he had no intention of becoming a monk, and then you will feel indifferent about life.

"Actually, I prefer to call you Dai Tian." Sheng Wu said to Fallen Angel calmly, "You haven't completely fallen into evil yet, so calling you Fallen Angel doesn't seem appropriate."

The voice of the fallen angel's chanting slowed down.

"But if I really call you Dai Tian, ​​the kids over there will definitely be angry."

The children are looking for clothes for Megumi Fushiguro.

He was more familiar with the rooms here and knew what clothes were suitable for Fushiguro Megumi, so he searched for clothes much faster than Fushiguro Shinobu.

Fushiguro Shier had just found a dress, but Dai Tian had already found a complete set of men's clothes.

Seeing the skirt in Fukuguro Shier's hand, Dai Tian laughed at him and said, "Are you going to give him clothes like this? He's a boy."

"It's not that boys can't wear skirts." Fushiguro Shigeu pointed the skirt at Fushiguro Megumi and said, "My Megumi looks good in any kind of clothes."

The veins on Fushiguro Megumi's forehead were throbbing.

I endured it for two seconds, but it was unbearable.

"Don't even think about making me wear a skirt!"

Fallen Angel opened his eyes silently. He stopped chanting and stared at Dai Tian blankly.

That was him in the past.

He knows nothing, carries nothing, and can still laugh and play like a normal child.

Ikumu observed the fallen angel's expression and wanted to take a picture of him to show Ryomen Sukuna.

I don’t know whether Ryoumen Sukuna is overwhelmed with shame or is about to break down and start cursing.

Dai Tian handed a whole set of clothes to Fushiguro Hui and said, "You can go over there to change your clothes. Don't trust your father's aesthetic sense. He has no aesthetic sense at all!"

Just based on that floral dress, even Megumi Fushiguro couldn't believe it.

After doing a good deed, Dai Tian immediately took credit for it.

"Onee-sama, I picked out the most beautiful outfit for Megumi Fushiguro!"

Shengwu feels a little helpless.

What good does it do Fushiguro Megumi to dress nicely? She doesn't like sea urchins.

It would be nice to pick out some nice clothes for Fushiguro Shinobu.

"Sister, is there anything else you need me to do?" Dai Tian asked with sparkling eyes.

Ikumu pointed at Fushiguro Shirō and said, "Pick out a new set of clothes for Daddy."

After receiving the order, Dai Tian was like a happy puppy and continued to look for new treasures.

Seeing Dai Tian like this, Dutian felt a little uncomfortable and a little envious.

He felt uncomfortable because he had never enjoyed such a process, and he was envious because he also wanted to be like Dai Tian.

Realizing that he shouldn't have thoughts in his mind, Fallen was stunned and chanted the Buddha's name in his heart.

Seeing that they were obsessed with changing clothes, Shengwu continued nonchalantly: "Fallen, you probably have one month left to live. Do you want to keep living like this for the next month?"

"I have no opinion on how you live, and I don't want to make any suggestions. Anyway, I will kill you after killing Tianyuan."

"But I still hope that you can do something you like before you die."

It would be so boring to just die like this.

"Why?" Fallen asked softly.

Because of the constant chanting, his voice became hoarse, and when he asked, he even felt as if he was hoarse.

"Hmm..." Sheng Wu touched his chin and thought: "Anyway, it's not because of Qiang Gu Ai."

Fallen Angel was full of question marks.

"If I have to say something, it's probably pity." Shengwu reluctantly explained her purpose.

"The compassion of the strong for the weak?" the Fallen Angel asked.

"It's pity for the poor people who are powerless to resist fate and are forced to become prey to others. Of course, my pity is limited to you and Dai Tian. As for the guy next door, I wish I could get rid of him as soon as possible."

Before innocent people are persecuted, everyone will show mercy.

Of course, the twin brothers in the belly didn’t count. They would have starved to death at that time, so staying alive was the primary goal.

The Fallen Angel lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shengwu did not disturb Dutian's thoughts. Over there, Dai Tian was trying to put cat ears on Fuguro Shier to make him understand what it meant to serve someone with one's beauty.

Now is the time to watch the show.

Although this cat is too strong, what if it is a Siberian cat?

On the other side, Megumi Fushiguro changed her clothes.

Dai Tian picked out a sky blue baseball uniform for Fushiguro Megumi. After he put on the uniform, his gloomy aura was much lighter, and he finally looked like a 15 or 16-year-old boy with vigor.

Seeing Fushiguro Megumi like this, there was a hint of mist in Fushiguro Shinobu's eyes.

Fushiguro Megumi tugged at her collar uncomfortably: "This dress is a bit childish. I will wash it and send it back to you after I return to school."

"No, you keep it." Sheng Wu waved his hand and said, "My boyfriend pays Daddy's salary, just deduct it from his salary."

It was just a piece of clothing, but Xia Youjie bought a lot of it since he had nothing to do anyway.

Yes, the one who loves to play dress-up games the most is actually Geto Suguru.

The clothes he bought for Dai Tian were already prepared to fit him up to 1.9 meters tall.

Xia Youjie even argued that Red-faced Fang was two meters and five meters tall, so it would be easy for Dai Tian to grow to one meter and ninety.

Although Shengwu had serious suspicions that the 1.9-meter-tall clothes were bought for the Wu figurine, she did not have complete evidence.

Fushiguro Shiji did not agree with Shengwu's words. He was thinking about which of Shengwu's boyfriend paid him.

It seems that... there is nothing...

The only thing he had in his hand was the bank card that Sheng Wu had given him at the beginning.

Dai Tian took advantage of the time when Fushiguro Shiro was thinking and forcefully put the cat ears on Fushiguro Shiro's head.

"Haha, put it on!" Dai Tian took another cat ear and jumped up to poke it on Fushiguro Megumi's head: "You wear it too!"

Everyone can't help but admire him from the bottom of their heart.

Good boy, you were so scared just now, but now you dare to provoke both of them.

Sure enough, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

Just when she was full of admiration, someone suddenly pulled her sleeve.

She tilted her head slightly and met the Fallen Angel's deep eyes.

"My mother." He said with difficulty: "Does she regret...giving birth to me?"