[Spell Return] Beast of Despair

74.

—November 2015, Wakayama, Yae’s house—

Walking out of grandpa's room lightly, Shizhi carefully closed the door, wondering whether he should take Wujo Wujo to see the plants in the glass greenhouse, or take him to meet his father first.But in fact, she didn't need to do such tangled multiple-choice questions - because the bell tone had already pulled her father in front of them.

The answer is already out.

Ye Zhi always said that she was very busy as an excuse, she hadn't been home for about two years, and she hadn't seen the man in front of her for two years, she had only heard his voice.The unfamiliarity brought by time made her speechless for a while, she didn't know what to say, so she could only pull the corners of her mouth, showing a proper smile, and carefully captured all the unfamiliar places on him with her eyes.

There is not much difference between him and Shi Zhi's memory when we parted last time, and there are not many traces of time. This must be because the newly dyed hair makes him look very energetic, but it is like a beer bottle on the bridge of his nose The glasses with thick bottoms are indeed a bit old.If you look more closely, you will find that there are more grooves on his hands, and there is still a trace of chalk dust that has not been wiped clean on the edge of his little finger, which is as careless as ever.

So she thought it was time for her father to get a new pair of glasses.

When she came back to her senses, she quickly and seriously introduced her marriage partner to him. In her father's eyes, she couldn't see the naked, eager eyes like her uncle's.Wujo Wu in his eyes is really just his daughter's future husband.

She didn't hear too much from her dull father, but she thought that he should like Gojo Satoru quite a lot.

Realizing this, Ye Zhi couldn't help feeling much lighter.She gently squeezed Wujo Wu's knuckles, and suddenly felt that she was really worried too much on the way home.

But in fact, she didn't worry too much.

Among all the elders, the only one who would face Gojo Satoru with a normal attitude was Yasuki's father.The other uncles, what they saw as Gojo Satoru was "a way for the Yae family to return to the main house Gojo", as if he was just a tool.

It seemed that it was also a tool—a tool that brought Gojo Satoru here.

Even if they didn't say anything, they still revealed their state of mind vividly and exquisitely. Even when they were sitting together eating, even if their chopsticks lightly touched the edge of the bowl, any tiny movement would make him Feeling panicked, Gojo Satoru would know what they were hiding behind their eyes.

In fact, they could have left the island a long time ago, but they stubbornly felt that the Yae clan must return to the arms of the Gojo family.This is the ideal of the ancestors, and all of them who did not know what the curse was were poisoned.

But in Shizhi's generation, she is the only one who knows this ideal.She bears the ideal of this family alone, and faces the most real disdain for this family by others alone.

...my shoulder hurts.

It was as if everyone had put their palms on her shoulders.

This lunch was painful for her too, even more painful than the day when she visited Gojo's house.At least that day she felt the most familiar emotion called "contempt" in the strangest place, but today she has to experience the strangest emotion of "greed" in the most familiar place.

She barely moved her chopsticks, just found an excuse and left the table early.Gojo Satoru sensed that something was wrong with her, and wanted to catch up with her, but was stopped by the elders.

Until the end of lunch, the plates were all removed, but he still didn't come back.Gojo Satoru quietly avoided the sight of his elders, and slipped outside to look for him, but almost lost his way.The house of the Yae family is not big, but its structure is extremely complicated.

After walking on instinct for a long time, Gojo Satoru actually went around to the kitchen.It's not here, he only saw the sound of bells cutting honeydew melons.

The peeled honeydew melon rinds are piled next to the cutting board.Her habit of cutting melons is the same as that of Ye Zhi, she likes to peel the melons first and then cut them into pieces.In fact, if these two steps are reversed, it will be easier.

Gojo Satoru watched as she surreptitiously picked up a small piece of honeydew melon and threw it into her mouth.This honeydew is probably quite sweet, otherwise she wouldn't have smiled contentedly.

"Are you stealing?"

Gojo Satoru leaned against the door frame and pierced her mercilessly.

The sudden sound frightened Lingyin, causing her to almost drop a piece of honeydew melon that hadn't had time to be cut into pieces, she really looked terrified.

Gojo Satoru didn't want to be the one to scare the little girl, so he didn't say anything, and asked directly, "Do you know where your sister is? I haven't found her anywhere."

"Can't you find it anywhere? Hmm... Maybe it's in the greenhouse?" She pointed in a direction, "It's over there, in the corner of the courtyard."

"okay."

Gojo Satoru nodded, thanked her, turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the bell tone.

Gojo Satoru is actually not very familiar with the youngest sister, and has very little communication with her.He really didn't know why she called him to stop.

But her expression at the moment was tangled and awkward, presumably she had something to ask him.

"Then what... My sister didn't seem very happy when she came home today." She was coy, "Did something happen to you on the way here, so she was unhappy?"

Gojo Satoru thought for a while: "Nothing special happened."

Suzune seemed a bit disappointed, but she still nodded and accepted his answer.

As expected, Gojo Satoru still cared a lot about her expression.He took back the steps he had already taken, leaned against the door frame, and looked at her lazily.

"Why don't you ask her face to face why she is in a bad mood?"

These words seemed to hit the ringtone.Her hand trembled, the sharp blade sliced ​​off a thin slice of honeydew melon, and then it hit the bamboo cutting board, leaving a mark.

She quietly threw the small piece of honeydew melon aside, her lowered eyes were hiding something.

"Sister, she...she doesn't tell us everything."

She whispered, her voice was as soft as a murmur.

"She used to talk about everything, whether it was happy things or angry things, she would tell me all her emotions. But now... several times before, I noticed that she was in a bad mood, but she would only Said she was fine. She stopped telling me everything."

When did this answer start?So many times that she couldn't even remember.She didn't dare to ask anymore, she didn't like the feeling of this kind of soft concern hitting a hard barrier.

But she still wanted to care, so she asked Gojo Satoru.

If it was him, my sister would definitely tell him everything.must.

"She just doesn't want you to worry too much." Lingyin listened to Wujo Satoru say these words that should be taken for granted, "She always said that as the eldest sister, you should be strong. But, I think... "

His words stopped suddenly, and he did not continue.Suzune looked up at him in confusion, only to see him wink at her.

"I think her thinking is very problematic. So use your most ardent concern to break her strength!"

He patted her shoulder very hard, but Lingyin didn't feel any pain at all.This slap just dispelled her hesitation and hesitation.She seemed to be enlightened, and she nodded all at once, without showing a smile at the corner of her mouth for a moment.

She quickly cut up the remaining honeydew melon, picked up the fruit plate, and briskly ran out of the kitchen.

"Then I'll go find her in the greenhouse!"

"Wait a minute."

Gojo Satoru waved to her, with a serious expression, pointed to the honeydew melon on the plate, and said solemnly:

"Leave me the honeydew melon in the middle, and I won't tell you about stealing it."

Probably because his expression looks too much like a delinquent youth.Lingyin was stunned for about two seconds before realizing that this was a serious blackmail.

Although what is being blackmailed is the most precious and sweetest part of a honeydew, but since he made such a good suggestion, let him.Moreover, Lingyin is also embarrassed to let others know about her stealing food.

Satisfying the request of the bad boy Gojo Satoru, she continued to walk through the winding corridors.Pushing aside the shoji leading to the courtyard, she forgot to change her shoes and ran directly into the glass greenhouse.

It is warm here all year round, and the moisture condenses on the glass. There is a cherry-colored bench in the depths of the greenhouse. When they were young, they always liked to jump on it. At this moment, it really is. here.

She was sitting at the corner of the bench, her hands were hanging by her side, her body was slightly arched, her eyes were half down, she was looking at something, she was so lost in thought, and she didn't notice that Lingyin was already sitting beside her.She didn't raise her eyes until she was called several times, but she still looked absent-minded.

"Eat honeydew?"

"Uh... no need."

It seems that my sister is really in a bad mood.

Lingyin became a little nervous for no reason, and the fingers that were touching the edge of the fruit plate unconsciously tightened a little.She obviously wanted to ask "what makes you unhappy", but for a few moments, she hesitated.The words froze between his lips and teeth, and he couldn't say anything.

Terrified to hear her say "I'm fine".It was only this answer that Lingyin was most afraid of hearing.

But she still asked the phrase "why".

She saw that Shizhi trembled at the moment of hearing this question, his crossed fingers kept moving, his hunchbacked shoulders seemed to be trembling, and he could hear his breathing becoming short.

Her beloved sister looked like she was about to cry.

A sense of guilt crashed into Lingyin's heart.Lingyin put down the fruit plate, gently leaned against Yezhi's side, and stretched out her hands, wanting to hug her.

I really want to tell her that I will listen to her say everything that is not happy.

But she said:

"I am fine."

The arms that were frozen in mid-air, hugged nothing but air.

75.

—June 2018, Tokyo, low-rent apartment—

From a distance, Yezhi saw Gojo Satoru standing downstairs in his apartment, holding a naginata wrapped in black cloth in his hand, and Yezhi wondered if he should thank him for such thoughtful door-to-door service .

She continued walking, but lowered her head, pretending to be looking for the key in the bag, but in fact the key was in her hand.The reason for doing this is simple, she just wanted to find a suitable place for her gaze, and she didn't want to stare at Gojo Satoru impolitely until she reached her downstairs.

But he was looking at himself, it was palpable.

She didn't raise her head until the distance was close.

"You haven't been waiting downstairs at my house for a long time, have you?" She asked, flicking the key ring on purpose, letting the keys touch together and making a crisp, tinkling sound. Will be very sorry."

Gojo Satoru smiled, and still looked at her: "What is there to feel sorry for? It's not that I'm late for an appointment. And I didn't wait long."

After only waiting for 3 minutes, I saw her figure.

Yezhi shrugged, noncommittal, pushed open the first door downstairs of the apartment, and put his shoulder against the edge to prevent the door from closing.

"Thank you, give it to me."

She reached out to Gojo Satoru, wanting to take away her naginata, but Gojo Satoru looked reluctant, obviously not wanting to give it to her.

I can't understand what he is thinking.Fortunately, he wasn't going to hide his thoughts either.

"It took me so much effort to finally bring the naginata here, why don't you invite me to sit at home?" He raised his hand pretentiously, fanning himself, the ending sound was dragged out for a long time, "It's so hot today—"

It was a cold face, and he didn't even want to laugh, he just felt that Gojo Satoru was a bit stupid.

"My house doesn't have air conditioning," she said.

A simple sentence expresses the meaning of rejection so clearly.But this is not some nonsense excuse, the low-rent apartment here does not have air conditioning.Ye Zhi thought he already knew.

But it doesn't matter if you know now.Even if there is no air conditioner, it will not affect Gojo Satoru's desire to go to her house.

"As long as there is an electric fan. My requirements are very low."

"You..." Yezhi sighed, "The only electric fan is the one hanging from the ceiling. Can you accept that?"

Gojo Satoru nodded without hesitation: "Of course."

"If you get heatstroke, don't blame me!" Shi Zhi viciously warned, and opened the door downstairs of the apartment a little, "Don't accuse me."

"How could I blame you?"

Follow her into the dark interior of the apartment building, where she lives behind the door at the end of the corridor.Gojo Satoru couldn't help but recall that the last time he came to her house was in January - it was their first meeting after three years.

At that time, she kept the house very clean.The quilts were neatly folded, nothing was left on the table, and all the garbage in the kitchen was cleaned up.She really made up her mind to die, so the place where she lived also smelled of death.

But today, she didn't make the quilt, and there were marks from sleeping on the pillow.The unfinished cereal was on the table, and the half-cut apple was next to the cereal box, which had oxidized and turned yellow.It's not a mess—it's just the breath of life.

And the "only electric fan" was hanging high from the ceiling above the bed.Yezhi turned on the switch, moved a small bench from nowhere, and placed it at the end of the bed.The meaning is very clear, this small bench is the special seat for Gojo Satoru.

For Gojo Satoru's height, this chair was obviously too short.His legs, which had nowhere to rest, were bent in aggrieved way, and he looked as if he was sitting on the ground.Yezhi accidentally caught sight of his pitiful appearance, and couldn't help laughing out loud.It seemed that she had completely forgotten the fact that she was the one who caused the crime.

She pursed her lips, stopped smiling, picked up the naginata, and slowly untied the black cloth wrapped around the surface.

A naginata that has been hidden under the floor for more than ten years should turn into a rusty appearance no matter how you think about it, so he has already prepared himself for this.Unexpectedly, this knife does not have any rust, and the blade is glowing with a unique dark blue color.

"Don't think too much, it's just that I asked a second-grade child to help remove the rust." Gojo Satoru broke her beautiful fantasy in time, "and she said that the curse in this spell tool has weakened a lot."

"That means it has rotted a lot. Right?" Shizhi shrugged and wrapped the naginata again, "It's okay, I don't care. Would you like something to drink?"

"As long as it's not alcohol. It's no good if you accidentally get drunk."

Shizhi turned his head and looked at Gojo Satoru in surprise: "You can get drunk? I can't imagine it."

"Of course I will be drunk. In the few days when you mentioned breaking up, I seriously got myself drunk."

He seemed to have said something very bad in an extremely understated sentence, but he didn't realize what his words meant the moment he heard them.She was so tired that she was half a beat behind in comprehension.

It wasn't until she closed the refrigerator door that she slowly realized that Gojo Satoru seemed to have said something very important.

But it's been a long time, if I pick up the topic just now, there seems to be a feeling of ambiguity.Yezhi only struggled in his heart for a second, then decided not to say anything more.She dawdled over to the bed and tossed him a pitcher of lime juice.

"I'm going to lie in bed for a while. I'm so tired."

As she spoke, she fell on her back on the bed, sighed deeply, her calves were still resting on the edge of the bed, and holding the cold juice can in her hand, it made her fingertips ache from the cold, and the large clothes were blown out by the electric fan The wind pulled it around.

Suddenly, she felt the mattress tremble, and it turned out that Gojo Satoru, who was sitting on the small bench, shifted position and occupied her other half of the bed.He was too lazy to talk about him, and he didn't say anything to himself.

They lay together in silence, blown by the same wind, their hair moving slightly.The wind is not cool at all.

"What happened last year...about Xiayou, Nitzi told me."

It was the sound that broke the silence that pervaded each other.

"So it's okay if you cry in front of me."

"There is no causal relationship between the two. And how did you steal my lines?" Wujo Satoru frowned, "I'm going to be angry."

"What? Have you patented the phrase 'It's okay to cry in front of me'? How can you say it's your line? You really have too much self-awareness."

"Fine, fine, just treat me as self-aware. But I won't cry."

Yezhi tilted his head, put the can on his palm, but didn't look at him, just said: "I think it's better for you to cry."

"I don't want to cry."

Gojo Satoru's decisive answer made Yeshi a little speechless.She didn't know what to say, so she could only say "Really?" in a dry voice.

Continue to lie in silence.This time, even Gojo Satoru didn't take the initiative to find a topic, probably because the pleasant wind made people feel sleepy.

"Let me tell you...how have you lived these three years?"

Or she broke the silence.

"To be honest, I'm very curious about this matter. I always thought that you would live a comfortable and unrestrained life, even if you broke up. But after hearing about Xia Youjie, I thought I might want to Wrong." She turned to look at Gojo Satoru, "So can you tell me? I will listen carefully."

Wujo Satoru closed his eyes.He heard the electric fan creaking and spinning for a long time, so long that the words of impatience were inserted.

"Why don't you talk, are you going to tell me?"

"Ah."

He wasn't ready to deny that.

Yeszhi responded with a muffled "Oh".

"Okay, it's okay if you don't say anything. But..." She pushed Gojo Satoru's shoulders hard, pretending to be annoyed, "Don't be honest with me on my bed. Go away!"

"Hey, hey, that's not okay!"

Gojo Satoru still wanted to lie down, but Zhi had already made up his mind to drive him off the bed.One side attacks and the other side defends.They tugged and almost dropped the quilt to the ground, but fortunately Wutiao Wu's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he quickly grabbed a corner of the quilt and pushed the quilt towards the head of the bed.

This push accidentally caused the pillow to shift a bit.A small black thing came out from under the pillow, and Gojo Satoru realized what it was almost immediately.

"Oops - oops oops oops!"

With protracted words and a tone of feigned surprise, Gojo Satoru quickly pulled the thing out from under the pillow, shook it lightly, and held it in front of Yeshi.

"This dress looks familiar, doesn't it?" He asked knowingly, "Miss Yes, can you explain why my thin sweater appeared under your pillow?"

Faced with such a question, Shizhi inevitably blushed, turned his head away in a hurry, and really didn't want to answer, but Gojo Satoru kept repeating this question with malicious intentions, and Shizhi couldn't escape at all.

She didn't think of any prevarication excuses, after all, she never expected the possibility that the thin sweater under the pillow would be discovered by the client.

That being the case, it can only be told the truth.

"Because there is your smell on this dress. I'm too used to it." His words were a little dry, and Yezhi's eyes couldn't help flicking, "After Cheetos left, if there was no familiar smell around me, I would... ...wouldn't be able to sleep."

It's like a baby's blanket, a plush doll from childhood to adulthood.His thin sweater, which had a familiar smell, was the only thing she could get a sense of security from.She was ashamed to admit it, and she didn't want to look so vulnerable, even if it was completely understandable.

Gojo Satoru probably also guessed the answer.But "guessing" is different from "hearing".So the friendly ridicule that had been planned for a long time disappeared without a trace, he was suddenly at a loss for words, but felt a sense of peace.

It was as if a certain emotion that could not be settled for a long time was finally able to be settled properly.He likes the feeling of the moment.

He spread the sweater on the bed and slowly folded it.

"Move back and live."

He said suddenly, the words were very unlike his calmness.

"I miss you."

Yes there is no answer.She stood up, with her back to Gojo Satoru.The wind from the electric fan messed up her hair and made her body hidden under the loose clothes look extra slender.

She bent down and, little by little, removed the prosthetic from her right leg.Then there is the left hand.It was laborious work, and it took her a long time to completely dismantle it.

The false limbs were thrown on the ground by her, and these hard things made a heavy sound.

Slowly, she turned around and looked at Gojo Satoru.Her eyes dodged a little, because the worst side had been revealed in front of his eyes.But she didn't seem to be so scared anymore, so she was willing to stare at him persistently.

"Wu, wait another month."

she says.

"On the eighteenth day of the eighth month of the year, 'she' will appear again."

76.

—August 2015, 8, Tokyo, apartment—

pm5:42

Although the key was in the bag, he still chose to knock on the door.

"Wait a minute—"

After a sound of light footsteps, the door opened.

"Wow, sister, you came so early." Yaehiro opened the door a little, "You are in such a hurry to take Cheetos home."

"Yeah, I miss it a lot."

Yes, he walked into their home.

The twin group of four and Lingyin live here. Although the apartment is not very spacious, the five of them are quite satisfied.So he looked around, only seeing the dog toy that fell on the ground, but did not find Cheetos, nor did he hear the relay welcome from the two twin brothers as usual.

Aren't they at home?

"The two of them went for a walk with the dog."

While explaining, Yaehiro quickly cleaned up the messy snacks on the coffee table, and helped up the downed vacuum cleaner by the way, trying to make this slightly messy home a little tidier.

Because Shizuki and Gojo Satoru were both on business trips recently, Qiduo was fostered and lived here for several days.Originally, he wanted to send Cheetos to Daisuke's house, after all, Cheetos became his own dog because of this stinky brother, but he was cut off by the excited Bifang and Zajian in the middle.

With the reasons of "we really like dogs" and "we really want to experience the feeling of being a shit shovel officer", they successfully became Cheetos' acting owners.Daisuke felt relieved, and Ye Zhi handed over the dog to them with confidence.

It seems that the shit-shoveling officer's experience is pretty good, otherwise they wouldn't be taking Cheetos out for a stroll at this point in time.

Hearing what Yuzhi said, Yaehiro covered his mouth and laughed, and sneakily tied up the garbage bag that had been placed in the living room and had forgotten to be sorted.

"The main reason is that they were suddenly assigned a task to be solved tonight. They knew that you would bring Cheetos home today, so they hurriedly wanted to have another dog-walking addiction before leaving .They really love dogs."

"Really?" Yezhi couldn't help laughing, "Then why don't you raise one yourself?"

"Well, they've already picked out the desired dog at the adoption home. It's a big white dog." Yaehiro stretched out his hand to gesture, "It looks a bit like Gu Mu, and it's so fluffy and cute. We can take it home tomorrow!"

"Really? It's great, Cheetos can have new friends."

"Hehehe, that's right. By the way, do you want some chocolate? I recently bought super delicious chocolate powder. I'll make you a cup!" She jumped into the kitchen excitedly, "Anyway, they want to eat It's been a while since I came back. Suzune has gone somewhere... Anyway, let's wait for them to come back while drinking chocolate!"

"Okay. Thanks."

Since there is still a period of time to wait, then it is no longer hard to stand.She randomly gathered the magazines scattered on the coffee table, lifted the soft pillow, and patted it vigorously, so that the shriveled pillow bulged up again.

She sat down in the corner of the sofa, and wanted to lie down for a while, but her palm accidentally touched something hard.She originally thought it would be the remote control of the TV, but when she picked it up, she realized it was a mobile phone.

Putting on the phone case with the girl idol printed on it, it looks like something from the other side.Ye Zhi remembered that he especially liked this idol.

How much do you like it?I like it so much that he even said "One day I won't be a magician, I will definitely be the president of her fan club full-time!" This amazing declaration.

——If you don't become a conjurer, what kind of work does your sister want to do?

At that time, the other party asked her this question, but she couldn't answer at all. She could only tell him that for herself, besides becoming a magician, she didn't know what other options she had.

Ye Zhi didn't know why she thought of it so suddenly, obviously she just picked up her brother's cell phone.She had to get back to business quickly.

"The other party's cell phone has been left at home!" She said loudly towards the direction of the kitchen, "Does it matter?"

"Ah? What? A cell phone?"

Yaehiro poked his head out from the kitchen, holding a jar of cocoa powder in his hand, but he didn't seem too surprised.

"Oh, you said the mobile phone. It's okay, this idiot always forgets the mobile phone on the sofa, we are all used to it." She waved her hand nonchalantly, "Anyway, he is with here now, so he won't contact you Fuck him. Don't worry, sister!"

"Oh, all right."

He nodded his head knowingly.Now that she has been told so, there is really no need for her to worry about anything.

She lowered her hand and subconsciously wanted to put the phone back under the pillow, but she felt that it might not be good to put it in such an inconspicuous place.Maybe it's better to put the mobile phone on the coffee table?That way he can see it when he gets back.

Just when Yezhi was thinking this way, the phone vibrated, which was a reminder that a new message had been received.The screen also lit up, so Zhizhi didn't look at it deliberately, but the preview interface of this new news was caught off guard by her peripheral vision.

I don't know if it can be regarded as a lucky coincidence, but this message is not long, and it is completely displayed in the dialog box of the preview interface.She didn't say a word, she saw it all.

"Today pm5:47

FROM Octet Ringtones:

But, have you ever thought, what should we do if sister Ye doesn't allow us to be magicians?Do I want to escape to other places (laughs) But I feel that even if I escape, my parents will catch me back. After all, they want me to be a magician more than my sister. "

That's one such message.

Yezhi stared at the phone screen until it gradually went out, her eyes still glued to it.She thought she might be surprised.

Even if it wasn't shocking, it should at least be surprised.But the reality is that there is no fluctuation in her heart, and she is calmer than ever.She just didn't know why Lingyin would suddenly send such a sentence to Fang Fang.

The dark curiosity grows quietly, and he wants to know why-more than ever.

In fact, this curiosity can be easily filled, and she is very clear about this.

She peeked at Yaehiro in the kitchen, and moved her fingers unconsciously.She knew that what she was doing at the moment was disgusting.If it was normal, she would absolutely despise herself.But before rationality intervened, the chat records between Lingyin and Bifang had already appeared in front of her eyes.

Their first conversation today was a message from Ringtone.

"Today PM4:31

FROM Octet Ringtones:

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lose my temper with you and here yesterday.I'm just in a bad state lately.I don't know who to tell this feeling to.Of course, you can't tell the elder sister, because the elder sister can only say very false comfort.And she doesn't tell me everything, so why should I be honest with her?

Recently, I have gradually become afraid of seeing my sister.But it's not that I hate her, I just think she's a little... I know what to say, and I don't dare to say more.I don't want to carry out the task of expelling the curse spirit with her, and I don't want to continue this kind of life anymore.She will always help me, she is for my own good.I know.

But it hurts, hurts, sucks, hurts.I always knew she was a genius, but I wasn't.Maybe I shouldn't have listened to her in the first place, being a conjurer.I have never been suitable for this kind of work, I am only a third-level magician until now.

You are at the third level, it is because you are too lazy to exorcise the powerful curse, so you are willing to stay in this position.I am level three because I only have this level.

I am trash.

Why do we have to all be conjurers?

After finishing this curse spirit, I want to go home.I'm so tired, I'm really tired.I don't want to cast off the curse anymore.I couldn't live with her in this cursed world, and I couldn't watch her comfort me with lies that weren't even true.

Sorry to talk so much with you.It's okay if you don't want to reply.

……

I think, I hate Yae for sure. "