[Spell Return] Beast of Despair

70.

—April 2015, Wakayama, Kii Oshima—

Even leaning on Gojo Satoru, Yezhi still felt that his shoulders were going through an extremely difficult torture.

"No, it's really going to end..."

She wailed softly, and pitifully tugged Gojo Satoru's arm.

"When this brat wakes up, I'll definitely give him a good punch."

Gojo Satoru rubbed her head in pain: "Is the shoulder pain unbearable?"

"Ok!"

"Then I'll switch places with you, just let him lean on me."

"Eh... don't let it go."

Obviously the best solution was right in front of her eyes, but Miss Yezhi who complained was unwilling to accept it.She didn't know why she had such a strange state of mind.

After thinking about it, she thought it might be because the boat was about to dock.

"We'll be off the boat in about 5 minutes, so I don't bother you." She squeezed Goto's fingers carelessly, and said slowly, "And ah, my stinky brother has a big problem with getting up. Angry, if you accidentally wake him up, you will see a very unhappy expression. I don't want to face the stinky brother's stinky face."

Gojo Satoru gave a meaningful "Oh—" and nodded.

"But don't you feel angry about getting up?" His words always sounded like a deliberate mockery, "Do you have the nerve to criticize your brother?"

Yezhi blushed in an instant - this is false malicious slander!

She is in a hurry, she is in a hurry, she is in a hurry.

"Don't talk nonsense! How can I get up!"

Faced with true doubts, Gojo Satoru immediately presented the evidence.

"When I woke up this morning, I just accidentally touched your arm, and you threw it away angrily and hit me." Gojo Satoru said righteously, "You say it counts Isn't it called getting up?"

Hearing what he said, Yezhi's face turned even redder, and he didn't know whether it was shame or embarrassment.In short, she didn't have the slightest impression of what Gojo Satoru said.

She slept too late yesterday, and lay down for a long time before barely falling asleep, so that getting up in the morning turned into a painful struggle, and even the memory of getting up this time became blurred, of course she couldn't think It reminds me of the five articles I took to understand.

Since I can't remember it, it's better to treat it as if I didn't save it at all.Yes, he secretly thought so.

"I'm not angry for getting up, that's for sure. Don't splash me with dirty water!" Yezhi poked him on the side angrily as punishment, and then continued, "Slapped you or something... maybe Because I was dreaming, right?"

"I was beating people in my dream, what a violent dream this must be."

This exclamation caused Gojo Satoru to be poked by Shizhi again - this poke was still a blow with all the strength in his body.

"I just dreamed about my grandpa!" Shizhi explained, "I dreamed that he taught me to use magic tools, just like when I was a child, that's why I moved around!"

It's not a "violent dream".

In fact, Zhizhi was a little embarrassed to talk about her dreams, she always felt that Gojo Satoru would laugh at her dreams for being too nonsensical.But regarding her dream last night, Gojo Satoru didn't smile, he just rubbed her face and kissed her vigorously.

"Did you have this dream because you were going home?" His voice was rare and soft, "Do you miss your family?"

"I do not have."

Her answer was so decisive that she surprised herself.She thought, maybe she shouldn't have said it so quickly, this answer made her look like a heartless bastard, but unfortunately there is no room for redemption now.

It just so happened that the ship was about to dock, so she took advantage of the situation to change the subject.

"I'll leave the task of waking Daisuke up to you, okay?" She raised a bright smile, "If I wake him up, he will definitely lose his temper with me. But if he is facing such a powerful Mr. Wujo, he absolutely dare not be angry with you."

After all, anger is something that only happens to the closest people.The same goes for complaining and whining.

But right now, he definitely doesn't want to experience such an overly "close" emotion from his own stinky brother—that's why he entrusts this heavy responsibility to his dear Mr. Gojo Satoru.

For Gojo Satoru, being able to disturb people's dreams or something, this is the happiest job.He forcibly pulled Daisuke out of his sleep in a rather ungentle way of waking up, and the smug smile on the corner of his mouth made him look like a stinky kid who succeeded in pranking.

Walking down the old steel steps and stepping off the small ship, the moment he stepped on the hard concrete road, he felt that the distance between himself and home seemed to be much closer, and the sense of resistance became stronger.

She was not reluctant to go home, nor did she not want to take Gojo Satoru to her home.She just felt inexplicably that if he was allowed to step into that home, he would see the worst part of himself and that home.

Even though there were no secrets buried in her family, she still believed so firmly.

"Enlightened..."

"what happened?"

Ye Zhi unconsciously squeezed his hand tightly.

"...I hope you don't hate my family."

71.

—July 2018, Tokyo, Suburban Park—

The park after the rain was filled with a strong smell of grass and earth, which reminded her father's glass greenhouse that there would sometimes be such a smell, and she didn't hate it so much.

Through the stone path paved on the grass, in the gazebo at the corner of the park, she saw the person who had called her 35 minutes ago.

It was also the other party's idea to make an appointment to meet in the park.

Originally, I thought that I could visit the other party's home again, maybe even taste the refreshments at his home, but unfortunately all these ideas can't be realized now.

Think about it too, he probably wouldn't welcome himself to his home.

The moment he realized this, Shizhi couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a self-deprecating smile, stopped thinking about it, and quickened his pace towards the gazebo.

It's not good to let the elders wait too long alone.

The white gazebo blocks the gloomy sky, and the conical brick roof presses down on the dreary air.Yezhi put the umbrella against the edge of the bench and sat down next to the middle-aged man in kimono. He caught a glimpse of his white hair out of the corner of his eye.

To this day, she still wants to know whether his hair color is naturally silvery white like his son's, or whether it is simply due to the traces of time.

But it doesn't matter.She didn't ask for a conversation with him for such a trivial matter.

"The rainy season is annoying. Isn't it, Gojo-san?"

Gojo Satoru's father, who was sitting next to her, responded with a muffled "hmm", both in his attitude and his words, as always not crisp and neat.

But she didn't seem to notice it at all, and continued to speak, with an unexpected lightness in her tone:

"I'm glad you're willing to come and see me today. Yeah—I didn't think you'd want to talk to me, because you never liked me very much. Right?"

"really."

He didn't hide his feelings at all.However, I felt that the attitude of Gojo Satoru's father today seemed a little more friendly than when I first visited him three years ago.

Of course, this might just be her illusion.

"You found me on purpose, what exactly do you want to tell me?"

"Hahaha." Yezhi raised his mechanical left hand and shook it lightly, "I don't want to say something to you, but I want to know something from you. But don't worry, I don't Will ask tricky questions. I just..."

He interrupted Yeshi: "There's no need to beat around the bush."

What a coincidence, Ye Zhi doesn't really like the feeling of beating around the bush.Just those few words used to deal with it just now took almost all of her effort.

But since you can come straight now, let's use the most straightforward words.

"Tell me about Yae Koe-eda." She raised a polite smile just right, "Please tell me everything you know."

On the word "all", she deliberately added an accent.Before she finished speaking, she felt his gaze rest on her for a moment, presumably he gave her a sideways glance.

As for what kind of emotion is contained in this eye, I have no intention of exploring.But if he started to doubt his purpose in asking these things, it would be a little troublesome.She decided to say a few more words.

"As you know, I don't know much about Yae Iseda. I don't know much about her who has become a curse. But if I want to get rid of her, I need to know her a little more."

Her eyelids twitched suddenly, it felt a little bad, it must be because she just told a lie.

It doesn't matter.It's just one sentence, it doesn't matter.

She told herself so.

"If you want to know, let me tell you. You really should know about her."

So he talked about Yae Shike that he knew.But what he said was not much different from the story he heard from Gojo Satoru in the past, except that he had a more specific name and time, instead of "a magician from the Yae family" Such a rough title.

It's a bit disappointing.But she decided to be a studious questioner, digging out more details from the story he told.

"Her technique is...?"

"Emotional Distortion".As the name suggests, it is a spell to control emotions. "

"Oh——" Ye Zhi nodded exaggeratedly, trying to make himself appear surprised, "This is really special, I have never heard of this kind of spell. You have long known that her spell is "Emotionally distorted", right?Does the rest of the upper echelon also know? "

"Correct."

It was obviously just an ordinary answer, but it made Shizhi smile, as if she already knew something very important.

She did realize something quite important.

"That is to say, when she appeared in the form of a curse for the first time in 2001, you were able to judge that it was Yae or branch based on the filth left on the scene. If this is the case, can I understand that, in August 2015 The operation on the 8th was based on the premise of 'knowing that the haunting curse spirit is Yae or branch', and then dispatched the magician of Yae's family to take charge of the exorcism mission?"

While saying this, he was watching him.Of course, she didn't expect to see any guilt or other expressions on his face, she just wanted to see mood swings.

Even a little bit would do, but it doesn't.

He still had an indifferent face and serious words, and what he said was an affirmative answer.

"This is something that happened to your Yae family. Of course, you have to solve it yourself. Kill the ancestors who made mistakes with your own hands, and you can also wash away the filth left in the blood."

I really wish he wasn't so cold.

"The only failure is that we miscalculated Yae's power. That's why she lingered until now, and even killed the descendants of the Yusan family."

To hear the words "failure" and "mistake" from such a population is a kind of morbid delight.But she can't laugh.

She couldn't laugh either.

"If I had been sent to the scene from the very beginning, it would definitely not have turned into the current result, and no one would have died."

He raised his eyelids, and finally saw a little emotional fluctuation in his eyes - it was mocking.

"Are you saying we underestimated you?"

Yezhi could finally laugh out loud: "I mean, you guys overestimated your sense of justice. You also overestimated...the bond between me and my younger brothers and sisters."

These words mocking herself made her laugh even more happily, she almost folded her upper body, and almost burst into tears.

She didn't straighten her back slowly until she had laughed enough.Probably because she laughed too hard, her back muscles were about to cramp.

In the pain of pulling, she retracted the arc of the corner of her mouth.

"I'll get rid of her this time. I'm all I need. That's all I want to say. Then... leave."

Supporting the edge of the seat with both hands, Shizhi stood up, but felt that his whole body was so heavy.She was holding the umbrella, and before she could walk out of the gazebo, she heard Gojo Satoru's father calling her.

"Wait a moment."

He took out a thin piece of paper money from the inner pocket of his sleeve and handed it to her.

"This one is for you."

The thin paper has an inexplicable cold texture.Shizhi stared at it for a while before realizing that it was an old black and white photo.

She doesn't know how old it is, but she can only see that the corners have turned yellow, but it still has a delicate appearance with sharp corners. It must have been well preserved for a long time.She smelled the scent of pine on the paper.

In the photo is a young woman with her face turned sideways, not knowing what she is doing.Perhaps because of the limitation of definition, the lines of her profile look very soft.The wide sleeves of the kimono were tied behind with a cloth belt, revealing a slender arm. The light-colored hair was tied into a bun, and a small strand of curly hair hung down on her shoulders.

Shizhi stared at the photo silently, without saying a word, and never asked such stupid questions as "who is the woman in the photo" from the beginning to the end.What she knew, this was Yae Koe.

What she cared more about was the other figure that appeared in the corner of the photo and was photographed together.

The old photos are too blurry, so he can barely see that the white shadow in the corner is a person, it seems to be a male.Other than that, there isn't much to see.But judging from the direction of Ye Zhi's line of sight in the photo, it seems that he is staring at that person, with the corner of his mouth raised in a slight arc.

She is laughing.

But did he smile when he saw that person, or was it because of other reasons?It is impossible to know.

After all, she didn't even know the identity of the person in the corner of the photo.

Yezhi took back the steps he had already taken out of the gazebo, took a small step back, and pointed at the white shadow.

"Who is he?"

"Five senses. Like Wu, he is also a user of unlimited spells with six eyes."

"Historical Records"

Curse spirit haunting track:

2001年4月19日现身于东京都下水道4-55段区域未造成任何伤亡

A third-level magician was dispatched, but it was not possible to exorcise him

Appeared in the abandoned shipyard in Nerima District on August 2015, 8, resulting in the death of two homeless people, the death of seven magicians, and the serious injury of a magician

On November 2016, 11, two conjurers dispatched to the scene appeared in the North District Middle School and died

Those who died in battle were Wutiao, a first-level magician, and Wutiao, a quasi-first-level magician.

On March 2017, 3, he appeared in a shopping mall in Shinjuku City and caused the death of two college students

The victims were Kamo■, Gojo■■■

Appeared on the banks of the Arakawa River in Tokyo on January 2018, 1, causing no casualties

Escaped before dispatching the sorcerer to intervene