[Curse back] Don't ask, it's because you have a car, a house, and a face

"what is this?"

I sat on the sofa with my arms folded, and watched my husband put it on the coffee table with a blank expression, as if asking for credit. He picked up two souvenirs on the way and brought them home after finishing his mission, and even found a special gift box. ribbon tied with two cute bows.

Yes, two souvenirs.

As for why I don't use "quan" to describe it, because even elementary school students in the lower grades know that the head is generally used as a quantifier.

"It's the curse spirit I met on the road who didn't have long eyes and wanted to attack me." He raised his hand and held down the head of Mount Fuji who was about to yell, and successfully stopped the opponent's Gojo Satoru from taking off his blindfold. Confident eyes, looking at me with sparkle, "Because it is speculated that it is related to the mastermind behind the attack on you, so I will bring them all back for your interrogation, do you like it?"

Ah this.

I immediately looked at my husband with a complicated expression, and found that he really thought that as long as I took the enemy's head off and gave it to me, I would be able to calm down.

Even ghosts can’t do this kind of showmanship. Sometimes I really wonder how his brain circuit is long, and why is it different from normal people?

"...I thought that if you did this kind of thing once, you wouldn't do it again, but today you did it again." I couldn't help complaining, "Fortunately, you are a human being and not a curse, otherwise the whole of Japan might be destroyed. We are about to face the crisis of sinking island."

Seriously, I should be glad this guy is on the human side, otherwise, according to Wujo Satoru's magical brain circuit, he would have turned into a devastating disaster.

"Don't worry about this, even if I become a curse, I will only haunt you alone." He casually threw the two heads on the coffee table to the corner, and Gojo Satoru bullied him amidst Leuhu's angry curses. He came up, ignored my resistance, pressed his shoulders and lowered his head to kiss me. After a while, he finally let go, leaned close to my ear and smiled softly, "Sure enough, you are not angry anymore, you like this very much. Gift?"

I rolled my eyes at him, and stretched out my hand to push him away. I wanted to get up and go back to the room, but he grabbed my wrist again, and with a little force, I was brought back into his arms, followed by two slender arms It passed through the waist and locked me firmly.

"Have you not calmed down yet?" Gojo Satoru hugged me tightly, resting his chin on the top of my head, feeling extremely depressed, "Then how will you calm down?"

"No, I'm not angry. To be honest, I calmed down while you were out." Because I decided to tolerate you as a mentally retarded person, that's why I can sit here and listen to you so calmly. Speech, "Don't pick off other people's heads and give them to me in the future, I don't have any special hobbies that are shady."

"Of course, if you have it, I can't help it."

"Of course I don't have either. Who do you think I am?" Although I felt a little uncomfortable being suspected of having a special hobby, Gojo Satoru was relieved because my attitude softened, and finally he asked me again. Confirmed, "Qi, are you really not angry? Don't pretend to be angry and trip me up in secret."

"...you have thought about it in detail." I was speechless, then raised my hand and patted the other person's arm to signal him to let go, "Okay, hurry up and take a shower, I will cook the bowl for you later Noodles, you haven't had time for dinner tonight, have you?"

"Hmm..." He hugged me for a while, and finally let me go to take a bath obediently, and asked, "Give me two more poached eggs."

"Okay." I gestured ok to him, but suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the head thrown away by my husband before, feeling a little embarrassed, "Then what about the curse spirit you brought back? There is no such thing at home. Raised in a local place, should I use it as a training object for Youren or Qiutong? Isn't it a little too early?"

Gojo Satoru didn't think it was a matter, so he replied casually, "You can keep it as a pet if you want, or you can give it to Jie if you don't want it, he probably won't mind."

As soon as I heard this person suggested that I keep the curse spirit as a pet, I couldn't help showing a disgusted expression, "Then give it to Jie, I don't like it, it's too ugly, even if I want to keep a pet You should raise a cute cat, right?"

"Do you want to raise a cat?" Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, then pinched his chin and thought about it carefully, but he didn't mean to object, "Yes, you can, but it will be troublesome to clean up if the hair falls out, and you have to pay attention to it." Help it shovel the dirt..."

"Forget it, I will accompany you to the animal shelter some other day to see the situation."

As for the souvenir that Gojo Satoru brought home, I wasn’t frightened, but Youruhito and Qiutong, who got up the next morning and were about to go to the water dispenser to get a glass of water, were surprised by the sudden appearance of two heads ( One of them is still cursing) was startled.

"...Mom, what is this?" Qiutong bent down and picked up a quiet wooden head, ran to the kitchen with a "da da da", tugged at the corner of my clothes, and raised the curse in her hand Ling showed it to me and asked curiously, "Is it your pet?"

I wanted to complain a little, "This kind of thing looks like your father's taste, and why are you not afraid of Qiutong? Are you used to it?" It is indeed Wujo Wu's cub, really amazing.

"Huh? It belongs to Mr. Gojo... so this is his apology gift?" Yujin Yuzuki walked slowly with another Mt. mouth, causing Leu Hu to widen the only eye even more excitedly.

"Reparation gift?" The son keenly grasped the key points, and the expression on his face immediately became serious, "Mom, did you quarrel with dad?"

"Although father is not good at making mother angry, but at such a critical moment, don't quarrel, let the enemy take advantage of the loophole."

I suddenly stretched out my hand and rubbed the top of my son's head, dumbfounded, "Okay, I know, I won't quarrel with him at this time."

"I'll still be on Miss Qi's side." Youren immediately raised his hand.

"Yeah, I received it, Yuren is also a good boy." I smiled and patted him on the shoulder again.

"Then what about these two curse spirits?" Qiutong exchanged a glance with the head in his hand, he seemed to like the horns on its head very much, and I saw him touch it several times.

"If you like it, you can keep it." I thought about it, if my son really likes this curse spirit, he can put it on the desk in his bedroom as a decompression toy. Give it to Jie, it would be bad if it taught children to swear... Uh, so the curse spirit can also swear?

I just recalled last night that my husband said that these two were sent to attack him, they were able to speak out, and they were powerful (as we all know, Gojo Satoru thinks that weak ones are usually very powerful), and they are not at the special level of the high school. For the record, it's a new curse.

Hiss—that's a serious problem.

It's all because Gojo Satoru's show operation yesterday surprised me, otherwise I wouldn't have left these two living humanoid self-propelled information banks in the living room all night.

Thinking of this, I didn't care about the fish porridge that was still boiling in the clay pot. After throwing it to Youren and explaining a few words in a hurry, I hurried to the master bedroom on the second floor to wake up some slob to ask for clarification. The specific process of their battle last night.

"The specific process?" Gojo Satoru, who was originally wandering in the dreamland and sleeping soundly, was woken up by my arm and vigorously, and opened his eyes in a daze. He was sleepy and obviously not fully awake. I yawned, and when I heard my question, I tried hard to recall the crushing battle last night that wasn't even a fierce battle.

"It seems that Mt. Fuji uses fire, right? The other one is a wood-type attack? I don't remember clearly, after all, it's too weak." Gojo Satoru turned over and buried himself in the quilt again, and replied lazily, " I sensed that someone else was there, but he retreated too quickly at that time, and I didn't want to waste energy chasing him, so I let him go."

"You idiot... Maybe that guy is the real mastermind behind this incident, so you just let him go?" I felt a little headache, but I still took out my phone and started looking through the news headlines from the previous few days. After finding it, he directly slapped the other person in the face and forced him to open his eyes, "Look, does the 'spontaneous human combustion incident in the restaurant' reported on it seem to be the work of the Mt. Fuji curse spirit who attacked you last night?"

Gojo Satoru was so tormented that he couldn't fall asleep at all, so he had no choice but to turn around and take the phone from me. After looking at it this way, he was completely awake.

"It seems to be true." He continued to slide his thumb up, raised his eyebrows, and analyzed with great interest, "After all, it is basically impossible for the human body to spontaneously combust in modern society, or everyone spontaneously combusts, not to mention the distance The attacks last night were less than three days apart, there is a high probability that the same curse spirit did it, if you are not sure, just ask it later."

Gojo Satoru returned the phone to me, "What do you want to do?"

"Check the surveillance." I took my phone back and put it away, and I thought carefully, "Although the store was burned down, the previous surveillance images have been preserved. Just ask the police to get the death list that day, and then compare the surveillance images to check. The problem is clear."

"It is impossible for the curse spirits to burn the shop for no reason, and there are still super-level curse spirits who are intelligent and can speak human language. It is reasonable to speculate that someone should lead them there."

"Then I will leave this matter to you. Although I can get you the death list and videos from the police, but I will use my contacts in the magic world. Considering the undercover agents placed by the other party, I will let you handle it for comparison." Sure." He propped himself up, kissed me on the cheek very naturally, and said with a smile, "Your old connections should still be there, right?"

The author has something to say: So the brain is exposed like this, so don't underestimate modern technology!You old man from the Heian-kyo period! (bushi)

Why can Teacher Wutiao be forgiven for giving the spirit head as a gift?

It's simple, because Qi has decided to treat him as a mentally retarded person (x)

Finally, it is routine to ask for comments!

Please everyone!I really have no motivation to write without a comment!I rely on everyone's comments to continue writing, so this is a kind of encouragement for me more than anything!