[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

Since Huai Liang had made up his mind to win over the powerful Gojo Satoru, he was not reluctant to tell everyone the important information he knew.

Considering how difficult this person was to deal with, she could only hint at the conspiracy of the suture line through suggestive words, but could not explain clearly that she was going to carry out the so-called "world-saving mission".

Putting aside the fact that even she herself was not quite sure whether the mission could be completed by simply killing Suture, what exactly was the main factor in saving the world.

She is not so naive as to say that she can travel through time by repeatedly restarting the timeline - would that be considered delusional?

What's more, she had tried it as early as the first week. She could not reveal the system and her travel through time, either verbally or in writing.

This is not allowed by the rules.

Or, she suspected that if the main character believed such a statement, it might cause a wavering of faith, thus triggering a series of uncontrollable reactions.

There is a lot of information about Suture, such as the other party can manipulate the corpses of others by transferring the brain.

Moreover, the body will not decay, just like when it was alive.

He is like the 'parasite' in the movie, constantly transferring himself by parasitizing one useful body after another. He is a curser with very evil magic.

Huailiang has not forgotten 'Kazuya Matsushita' whose body was robbed last week. In this timeline, she unexpectedly discovered that Kazuya Matsushita had already died.

I guess the sutures have been transferred to another 'host' after using his body.

As for the source of the information, she fooled the other party by saying that they had fought each other before. No matter whether the other party believed it or not, she could only give this answer when asked.

In addition, she also got in touch with Ieiri Shoko again through Gojo Satoru's reasonable "channel".

And in a very short time, I gained the initial friendship of each other.

Although it seems that there is no way to find out the reason why the three powers of mental power, cursed power and spiritual power coexist in her body.

But she still wanted to give it a try and asked Jia Ru Nitro to do a full body test on her.

The results were as expected, the test report showed that she was in very good health and there was nothing abnormal.

At the same time, she was not idle during this period of time. Waves of assassination attempts occurred one after another, but they were all suppressed violently by her.

She found that the people who came to look for her seemed to be organized, from weak to strong, as if they were testing the limits of her abilities step by step.

In just about a month, the level of the magician who promised her great benefits or wanted to abduct her by force had risen to the level of quasi-first to first level.

The water became more and more muddy, but she still couldn't catch anything. The big fish she wanted to catch the most turned out to be much more cautious than she thought.

In the blink of an eye, it was Christmas Eve, Megumi Fushiguro's birthday.

The young girl was slender-minded. Huai Liang had received various cautious hints from the other party a week ago, so she readily said that she would fulfill her previous promise.

After the basketball club's club activities ended, Megumi Fushiguro hurriedly took a shower and excitedly walked out of the school gate.

"Huijun, my brothers and I have chipped in and let's have dinner together tonight to celebrate your birthday."

A familiar boy suggested, "It just so happens that our club hasn't had a dinner party for a long time."

"correct."

Another curly-haired boy chimed in, "I know there's a new yakiniku restaurant two bus stops away that's really delicious and has big portions. Why don't we go there?"

Fushiguro Megumi shook her head in a good mood: "No, I have an appointment tonight."

"Alas--"

The boy's excitement, which was completely different from his usual cold expression, was caught by several boys around him. They made a few looks at each other and teased, "What's going on? Is it the junior school girl who stuffed you with love letters and chocolates last time?"

"Is it the pretty sister who came to pick you up from school last month? Is she celebrating your birthday with you today?"

Fushiguro Megumi wanted to hide it, but couldn't help showing a proud expression: "Yeah."

The boos mixed with various strange noises became louder.

"Oh, I want to see the beautiful sister too, Huijun, please take us with you."

"That's right, take us with you."

Fushiguro Megumi was not willing to let the "date" he had been looking forward to for so long be disturbed by irrelevant people. He frowned, but tried to gently stop the noise from several people: "I will meet with you guys tomorrow."

Curly insisted: "But tomorrow is not your birthday, please take us with you, please."

Fushiguro Megumi immediately realized that these guys obviously had ulterior motives.

He walked towards the curly-haired girl who was the most entangled, leaned forward, and said word by word in a cold voice: "I told you, no."

……

Looking down from a 60-story building at night, Tokyo is as prosperous and shining as a city that never sleeps, with flashing neon lights and a constant stream of cars.

Huailiang booked a window box with an excellent view, where he could fully enjoy the view of Tokyo at night.

Following a knock on the door, the waiter pushed a food cart into the room and started serving appetizers.

It is midwinter, with tiny snowflakes floating outside the window, but it is as warm as spring inside the room.

Fushiguro Megumi had already taken off her thick woolen coat, revealing a white shirt with an embroidered collar that she had carefully selected. At the base of her neck, an obsidian necklace pendant was perfectly embellished.

His slightly immature face has become sharper as he grows older.

The light in the box was not too bright. The dim light flowed down from the top of his head like water, and his long and thick eyelashes cast a small and narrow shadow on his eyelids.

He is like a young tree waiting to grow.

As soon as this thought flashed through Huailiang's mind, the face of another black-haired boy inexplicably emerged.

He wore delicate yet large round obsidian earrings, and seemed to particularly like white shirts, but he would pair them with high-waisted loose trousers.

There is always a cool woody scent lingering around her body.

Huai Liang drank a sip of iced mint water to dispel the image in his mind, and pointed at the cake placed on the low cabinet at the side: "Let's have this for the final dessert."

"But I won't sing the birthday song. I've been criticized for my bad singing before."

The flickering candlelight in the glass cast a swaying shadow on the plate of baked snails. Fushiguro Megumi finished chewing the food in her mouth and said, "Who is it?"

Who else could it be? It could be your idiot dad who's as arrogant as a millionaire.

Huailiang has only celebrated birthdays for five people in his life, and three of them were from the Yangyanghei family.

The only person she sang a birthday song for was Fushiguro Shige, who was dragged here on New Year's Eve.

Negative comments have been made about her singing.