[Spell Return] Beast of Despair

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"Mr. Priest...before I confess, I must confess that I don't believe in God—I don't believe in any at all, after all. But this is probably the only place where I can speak my mind. That...so I can Confession, even if I have no faith at all?"

Through the hollowed-out carved walls of the confessional, the priest could see the woman who confessed to her.The dim light cast a rich dark light on her slightly curly blond hair. Her back was bent, her thin lips were tightly pressed, as if she was worried about something.

The priest couldn't see her expression, but he could imagine that her expression at this moment must be like that of all atheists who stepped into the church, with a slight embarrassment.

The priest withdrew his gaze: "Yes. Even if there is no God in your heart, God will be willing to listen to your words."

"Okay, thanks. So... I'll start."

rustling sound.She sat up straight, but still bowed her head.

"I am the youngest child in this generation, and also... the most unpromising child. My eldest sister is a gentle and strong woman. Like her father, she always treats everyone patiently. When we were young, we Growing up together, although most of the time she is always called by her grandpa to do things, and the time to accompany us is not too much, but as long as we are free, we will always stay together. My brothers and sisters and I used to make a wreath for She, she likes it very much, I always remember her look at that time. But that wreath was secretly thrown away by my father, which I saw with my own eyes. But I didn’t ask why at that time, because I knew the reason. I know, Mom and Dad don't like my sister, they're even a bit jealous of her for having a talent that I don't have - she has a talent that no one in the family doesn't have. Now, I seem to be haunted by this feeling of jealousy .

"Ah, Mr. Priest, I'm not jealous of my sister's talent! Er... Or, it's not just her talent that I'm jealous of. I feel as if I'm jealous of everyone.

"I'm jealous of my other siblings. They were born earlier than me and spend more time with my elder sister. I also want to spend more time with my 'old' elder sister...because she is different now Yes. I didn't say it was bad 'different', I just miss her from before.

"I'm also a little jealous of my elder sister and her talent. She is so powerful, I seem to be like her, but I know I can't do it. She always says that I just need to work harder. I am willing to believe what she says, so I'm still working on my current job. It's just... um... nothing. I still like my sister. I know she's been hiding things lately - everyone senses it, but none of us say it. Talented My sister has lived a harder and busier life than any of us since she was a child. If our silence can make her feel a little easier, I would rather keep my mouth shut for the rest of my life. If she is willing to tell me, then I will too Listen carefully.

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"Mr. Priest, don't you scold me? Well... I think you should accuse me, and my jealousy. Seriously, I hate the emotion of 'jealousy' very, very much. I also hate it. I am jealous of myself. So these feelings, I dare not tell anyone. Except here, maybe there is no other place for me to say these words. Mr. Priest, thank you for not scolding me, and thank you for listening I said so much. I... I think I'm better. You don't need to judge me, really... Thank you, my confession is over. I hope we don't see each other next time."

Click—the faint sound of a door lock.

Yae Lingyin pushed open the small door of the confession room, and stepped on the rainbow-colored light reflected on the ground by the sunlight outside the window through the colored glass.When she walked out of the church, her steps seemed to be a little lighter than when she came.

The confession of jealousy made all the jealousy in her heart disappear, and she was extremely grateful that she had bravely made the decision to enter the confession room half an hour ago.

It was a hot dog day outside the church three ten minutes ago, and it is still the same now.

In mid-August, the summer was burning to the extreme, and even at dusk, the asphalt road still exuded terrible heat all the time, scorching her from top to bottom.She raised her hand to block the glare of the sun, and took out her phone from her pocket.

She felt the phone vibrate when she was confessing to the priest, but she couldn't get distracted at that time, and she didn't have time to check it until now.

Clicking on the new text message, it turned out that the twin sisters living together sent "help".

"Xun: MaydayMayday! Hurry up and buy another turkey... No, buy two! Hurry up! Otherwise, the night will be over!"

"Oh... they must have screwed up again."

Lingyin sighed helplessly, quickly replied "Got it", and walked quickly towards the supermarket.She didn't forget that she went out to buy condiments for Yaehiro and Yaeya—although she completely forgot her duties halfway and abducted her to the church.

As for why you want to buy condiments, the reason is not complicated.To put it simply, Xunheya got a wonderful roast turkey recipe from a friend. In order to show off their skills, they decided to hold a family gathering tonight with roast turkey as the protagonist. The participants are of course the Yae family. Everyone, plus Mr. Gojo Satoru, a non-staff member of the Yae family, was located in their pitifully small apartment.

But why does roast turkey, a dish with a strong winter flavor, have to appear in midsummer? Lingyin couldn't answer this question.

She only knew that since she was asked to buy a turkey, it must mean that the turkey at home had been roasted until it was scrapped.

Thinking about it, they have never even eaten turkey, how could they roast a turkey well.

Seeing that the agreed time to go home was approaching, Lingyin didn't dare to dawdle any longer, so she hurriedly bought the turkey and seasonings and ran back home immediately.As soon as the door was opened, it was no surprise to see the messy kitchen as if it had experienced the Big Bang, and Yae Hiromi and Yaeya squatting pitifully on the ground to clean up the mess.Even the brothers from the other side, who had always been reluctant to go into the kitchen, were mopping the floor with the two older sisters, their faces full of reluctance.

"Who can roast a turkey until it explodes?"

"And it exploded into such a mess?"

"It's definitely not our fault! The turkey must have done it first!"

"Besides, you two brats know how to watch TV, and you didn't even come to help us. Are you ashamed to complain now?"

"According to what you say, sister, the two of us don't need to clean up at all-it's not me and here who turned the kitchen into a doghouse."

"That's it."

"Hey, you two obviously pay the rent, okay! You usually make such a mess at home, what's the matter with tidying up the kitchen now? Don't be so lazy!"

The atmosphere became heated again, and the customary confrontation scene of the twin quartet was once again staged.Even though she has experienced this situation countless times, Suzune still wants to hug her head and yell.

She was so tired of them arguing.

Especially Lingyin still couldn't persuade them well.The twin siblings of these two compatriots always quarreled for no reason. Although the anger came and went quickly, the process was quite painful.

Lingyin silently took a small step back, she was full of "let their anger run its own course", and she no longer planned to get involved between them.

Just then, the door opened - and it was Seya and Daisuke who arrived.

During this period of time, the two of them lived together, and I heard that they also wanted to save rent money.

"Ouch, ouch, why are you arguing!" Shigu pretended to be making a fuss and walked between the twins, raised his hand like a matador trying to appease a fierce bull, "Be good, stop making trouble."

Of course, this persuasion was completely useless.As the eldest son, Yae Seya didn't have any deterrent power in front of his younger siblings. In the end, he could only stand there in embarrassment, smiling like a strange mascot.

Shi Gu was devastated, and the happiest person was undoubtedly Daisuke.He simply picked up half a bag of potato chips, and while eating, he observed Shi Gu's embarrassment at a close distance, and couldn't hold back his laughter several times.

Suddenly, a hand reached into his potato chip bag.

"Is your sister still here?" Lingyin gnawed on potato chips like a rabbit, "I thought you two would come together."

"My sister said that she was suddenly assigned the task of expelling the curse, and it might be a little later." Daisuke pushed the bag of potato chips in the direction of Suzune, and said with a smirk, "I don't know when she arrives. Can the chicken go in the oven?"

"Haha... that's a good question."

The messy kitchen farce finally came to an end, and Segu, who tried to persuade but failed, somehow joined the twins in cleaning up.This is simply a disaster without reason, but he himself has no complaints, on the contrary, he became anxious here.

"Hurry up! It will be a mess if my sister sees the kitchen in such a mess!"

"Ah?" Shigu threw the onion into the trash can, and chuckled a few times, "Are you afraid that my sister will scold you?"

"No, no." Bi Fang waved his hands again and again, "We're just worried that our perfect brother's image will be broken. You know, keeping the apartment tidy is also one of the advantages of a perfect brother."

"Since when are you two perfect brothers? Besides, your apartment is not clean." Daisuke-kun, an audience outside the venue, made merciless complaints.

"That's it."

"You two are the skinniest."

Bifang and here didn't expect that such abominable question would be unanimously approved by other people, they blushed immediately, and moved their hands more diligently.

After finally tidying up the kitchen, the doorbell rang.Daisuke, who was sitting closest to the door, took the initiative to open the door.

"Wow—" he suddenly laughed, "Sister, how did you become like this?"

The few people crowded in the kitchen poked their heads out, and couldn't help laughing when they saw Ye covered in black and unknown liquid.

Yezhi twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a wry smile, hooked the doorknob with his only clean ring finger, and finally closed the door.

"Suddenly I was called to exorcise the curse, and the curse actually exploded after it died, and I was splashed with residue... so bad luck."

"Pfft...then sister is a walking curse now!" Daisuke complained relentlessly, "Because you are covered with cursed corpses!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Gu slapped him on the head severely and was called a fool.He wanted to refute, but Shi Zhi touched his face again, and the black unknown liquid instantly smeared onto his cheeks.

He let out a distasteful "Huh--", he didn't expect that he would get such a miserable retribution if he yawned occasionally, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

Looking at the black handprints on his face, Xun Kazuya couldn't stop laughing.Lingyin also wanted to laugh, but seeing Shizhi's miserable appearance, she couldn't bear to laugh.

She quietly walked to Shizhi's side and whispered, "Sister, take a bath first, it must be uncomfortable to be so dirty. You can lend my sister to wear my clothes!"

"Really? Thank you."

She raised her hand subconsciously, wanting to touch Lingyin's head - she was very used to doing this.

But now her hands are too dirty.

She retracted her hand stiffly, and smiled instead.I don't know if she was thinking too much, but she always felt that today's ringtone was very lively.

This is also good.

Followed Lingyin to her bedroom, waited patiently for her to rummage in the drawer for a while, and finally found an oversized short-sleeved long t-shirt that fit the size.

The t-shirt is full of cat heads, and it is still a pink and tender color. Although it doesn't match Shizhi's usual style, she unexpectedly likes it.

"By the way..." Shizhi glanced in the direction of the living room, "Where is Wu? He hasn't arrived yet?"

Lingyin pushed the drawer hard: "Not yet."

"Really, when he was leaving the house, he said that he would definitely arrive earlier than me... You must rush him after you take a shower later."

Yes, he muttered softly.

But she didn't have to worry about it.

Fifteen minutes after she walked into the bathroom, the doorbell rang again.Mr. Wujo, who came belatedly, finally came to visit.

The reason why he was late was actually very simple - he ran to buy puffs, and for this reason he stood in a long queue for four and 10 minutes.

And the three boxes of puffs that were exchanged for the four or 10 minutes of waiting patiently were almost split up the moment Gojo Satoru entered the door, but everyone tacitly left half a box for dear elder sister.

"Where did he go?"

Gojo Satoru asked, and secretly took the one with the most cream from the half box of puffs left for Yesyuki.

"My sister is taking a bath."

"Oh--"

Gojo Satoru gnawed on the puffs and walked slowly to the door of the bathroom.Through two doors, the sound of water is so soft that it can hardly be heard.He pushed the door open a crack without a sound.

He definitely didn't want to peep - is he a guy who would do disgusting things like peeping!

He just wanted to... ah, found it.

The cat head t-shirt hanging on the rack is sure to be something she will wear later.

Gojo Satoru reached for the T-shirt.Before his fingertips could touch the soft cotton, a wet hand pinched his wrist.

Putting on a bath towel and hurried out of the shower, Yezhi was staring at him with an extremely disgusted expression, and Gojo Satoru could smell the aroma of the coconut-flavored conditioner she put on her hair.

"Five-points-enlightenment-"

The low tone and the long tail sound.Once Shizhi started calling him by his full name, it meant that things were not going well.

"How old are you? You actually want to take the clothes I'm going to wear in the shower!"

Gojo Satoru blinked, then suddenly spread out his palms, with a frank expression on his face: "I'm five years old!"

"...You have the nerve to say it!" Yezhi wiped his face several times with his wet hands angrily, "Get out! You childish ghost!"

"Ok ok—"

Gojo Satoru went out obediently, but Yezhi couldn't help wondering whether the door should be locked, so as to prevent the five-year-old Wujo kid from stealing her clothes again.

But in the end, the door was not locked. This was her last trust in Gojo Satoru.

Go back under the shower and rinse the conditioner with warm water.Yezhi was very careful not to let the water fall on his body, but the water still flowed all over his back.

The water mixed with conditioner was sticky and slippery to the touch, exactly the same as the residue splashed on her body when the curse spirit exploded today.Shizhi shrank his shoulders unconsciously, lowered his head, and prevented more water from seeping into his eyes.

Underfoot, the waste water with tiny air bubbles was swirling and slowly falling down the drain.It is because she has never known where the waste water will flow to, but for a brief moment, she seems to feel her consciousness has penetrated into one of the bubbles, and what she sees is standing under the shower with a blank expression. Yae is it.

Today's job is a dirty job, and she will always be assigned to such dirty tasks recently, probably because she is a dirty existence in the eyes of high-level officials.

Before leaving Wakayama, she was a conjurer.

After leaving Wakayama and stepping into the cursed world, she became a "descendant of a sinner who gave birth to a cursed spirit". In the eyes of those old magicians, she always held disgust, as if she had become the most unsightly filthy.

It's really unreasonable... It's clear that all of this has nothing to do with her, but he insists on fabricating baseless guilt and prejudice for her.

But fortunately, she has always been the only one who will be treated like this, even though she never knew the reason for this targeting.Maybe it was because she was the first person to appear in front of the high-level people, or maybe it was because she was the outstanding conjurer of this generation of the Yae family.

No matter what, it's fine now, let her bear it alone.

"Because you are my sister."

It was as if someone had whispered this in her ear.Looking back, it turned out that it was her talking to herself.

She turned off the faucet, and the water droplets left on her hair gradually cooled.She draped the towel over her shoulders and opened the door.

"Xun, Ya, is the turkey ready?" She smiled as usual, "I'm already looking forward to it."

"Although it's not baked yet, it's almost there!" They said with a sincere expression, "It's already in the oven!"

However, the last turkey roast had an accident during the roasting process, so... maybe it will be messed up?

But Xunheya was not prepared to think about such things at all—that is to say, their risk awareness was zero.They felt confident that they would definitely succeed this time.

Seeing that their expressions were so serious, he was relieved and nodded in understanding.She originally wanted to say something like "If you need help, just tell me", but she really couldn't use the oven, so she had to silently hide this most often said sentence back to her heart.

Roasting a turkey was an extremely long process, so they simply sat around and played poker, betting on milk chocolate.

Shizhi stood behind Gojo Satoru, put her hands lightly on his shoulders, and watched the game seriously. Although she couldn't understand at all, and she couldn't play at all, the atmosphere at the moment was still very interesting.

The temperature of the air conditioner is a bit low.So I shrank my shoulders, but I still couldn't adapt.She silently moved a little closer to Wujo Wujo, and put her whole body on the back of Wujo Wujo who was sitting willfully.

Clinging to the warm him, it was finally warmer.

"Don't you guys feel a little hot?" Bi Fang fanned the wind with his palm, "Do you want to lower the temperature of the air conditioner?"

"Hmm. Okay."

The others responded in this way, and Ye Zhi also said yes, but Wujo Wu laughed.He raised his head, leaned close to Yeshi's ear, and whispered, "I'll get the blanket from the car after this round."

He saw it.

Yezhi blushed quietly, even though it was not something worth blushing at all.

"No." She lightly tapped Wujou's shoulder, "I'm not cold."

"Liar. If I catch a cold at home, I won't buy medicine for you."

"I didn't ask you to buy it for me!"

"Tch... it's so fierce."

The whispering turned into a soft laugh, and Gojo Satoru's kiss fell on her cheek.He didn't say anything more, and continued to look at the cards in his hand.

Tonight, his luck was terribly good, and he won a large handful of chocolates, leaving the biggest losers, Bifang and Here, crying in pain, feeling very sad for the gone chocolates.

"Mr. Wujo is too powerful. Could it be that he saw the cards in our hand with six eyes?"

"Wow! That's tantamount to cheating!"

"No no no! Cheating is not allowed! Return the chocolate!"

"Come back, come back!"

Seven little hands stretched out in front of Wujo Wu, but Wujo Wu beat them one by one.

"I didn't cheat. It's obvious that you guys are too weak." Gojo Satoru smiled triumphantly, "I won't return the chocolate to you!"

"Excessive speech! Sister, please take care of your boyfriend!"

"Well... I will try my best."

Ding--

The oven timer ran to the end, and the aroma of meat wafted through the small apartment.

Yaeya brought the turkey to the table but refused to let them eat it.

"It's rare to cook such an exquisite dish, so I must take a photo for my parents to see first!" She held up the camera, "Everyone, get closer!"

"Let me take a picture." Shi Gu took the camera from her hand, "You are the chef today, you must be in the mirror."

"It's okay, it's okay. If there is a fool looking for it, it means that I am also in the photo!"

There seems to be nothing wrong with saying that.

So the countdown was three to two one, and after a "click", everyone was captured in the photo, but Gojo Satoru's face was blocked by the magazine held in his hand, and it was probably at the last second that he remembered "" You can't let him appear in the photos for the elders", so he hastily covered up his existence.

Ya sent the photo to his father, and received a reply after a while.

"Father: Is the eldest daughter in a relationship?"

He didn't mention the grilled chicken in the c position of the photo at all, but cared about the one in the corner.

"Ya: Yes."

"Father: She didn't mention it at all...the other party is also a magician?"

"Ya: Hehe. I won't tell you."

Of course, Ya didn't forget that her sister said, don't tell her family that her lover is Gojo Satoru.But she still didn't know why her sister made such a request.

Just as she couldn't know whether there was sadness or pain hidden in her elder sister's gentle smile at this moment——Ya didn't even know whether she really dared to know everything hidden under her elder sister's smile.

All she knew was that yesterday she and Xun were called "dirty guys" with contempt by the conjurer of the Buddhist monastery.

She hasn't told her siblings who live with her about this matter, nor is she going to tell her sister.She is willing to believe that this filthy sentence is all because of Yusanjia's arrogance and arrogance, and has nothing to do with them themselves.

They are not dirty, they are conjurers.

It is the conjurer that their parents desperately want them to become, to drive away the curse that should really be said to be dirty from this world.

"oops!"

Suddenly, Shigu called out, and he was pointing to the calendar hanging on the wall:

"Why is the date on the calendar still yesterday?"

Daisuke, who gnawed on the chicken leg, covered his mouth and laughed snickeringly: "There is a ringing sound in the other side of Xunya, you five lazy ghosts."

"It's not laziness!" Bi Fang hurriedly argued, "It's just that I forgot."

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was attracted by the person who was speaking, he quickly turned over yesterday's calendar.The page was printed with large black numbers.

- "18"

This is August 2013, 8, and nothing has yet begun.

They are still - and always will be - the closest siblings who share the name (curse) of "Yae".

The author has something to say: I saw a comment that some sisters said they wanted to watch the Yae family’s episode, so I wrote one, and supplemented the previous article by the way, especially what happened to the garland that my younger brothers and sisters made for it Where did this part improve (I didn’t know why it wasn’t written in at the time)