Super Cursed Spirit Knotweed

Dusk and dawn are the two times when ghosts and gods are most likely to be haunted by Yin and Yang.

It's four o'clock in the morning now, that is,

——The time of the devil

In the big house of the Wutiao family, the second bedroom is less than three meters away from the master bedroom in a straight line——

The room was quiet and dark, even the moon was covered by thin clouds, and under the shroud of the faint moonlight shining through like a mist, the scenery in front of me was even more illusory.

The huge room was arranged in a very strange way, not like being indoors but like the epitome of a child's dream.

All kinds of colorful flowers and plants are painted on the surrounding walls. I can't tell the specific species, but the lush, complicated and vigorous posture is still pouring out of the murals.

The painted blue ceiling is dotted with a few white clouds, the painting style is very inconsistent, some are chic and thin like the remaining clouds, and some are wide-hearted and fat like Teletubbies.

The clouds are very different but inclusive of each other, reaching a delicate balance, ambiguously crowded on the spacious ceiling.

The painting style and its cartoonish moon are hung in the air by silk threads. There is a mean smile on the corner of the crescent moon like a sickle, and the crooked eyes stare affectionately at the entangled clouds.

The floor was padded with layers of foam or something else, creating several low slopes, on which simulated fine grass was solidly paved.

The lawn is inherently soft and elastic and not easy to be injured. The grass in front of us seems to have been processed, even if an infant rolls on it at will, it will not hurt the vellus hair.

There was a thin slit in the window of the room, and the cool night wind squeezed in through the narrow opening, passing through several pots of cherry trees, strawberry seedlings, and a miniature courtyard erected by someone for eating grapes. After making a big circle, he finally wobbled to the most conspicuous place in the house.

In the most conspicuous place in the center of the room, there is a huge circular platform-shaped low slope formed by piled up gravel of different sizes.There is a huge doll's house on the handmade stone table that seems to have been stolen from the crew of "The Story of the Rat".

At this time, the moon just broke through the shackles of the clouds, and the moonlight that suddenly spilled fell on it like silk threads.

A palm-sized man in white rabbit pajamas slept on the second floor of the dollhouse.

The weather was still very hot at this time, and Knotweed, who did not have suitable pajamas and was not allowed to sleep naked, was lying face down on the bed.

The man's smoky pink soft hair is not long but tight, and the hair where it touches the pillow is rubbed into an umbrella shape, which makes people inexplicably reminiscent of Fat Chiu's short tail.

Under the large pajamas, blood-colored bandages can be seen faintly. This combination is weird and harmonious, and the reflection on the frost-white cool quilt under the body reminds people of small animals that have been skinned on the test bench.

Suddenly, the prone Polygonum cuspidatum seemed to move, and its right arm trembled slightly, as if it was about to grab something.The strange thing is that at this moment, his eyes are closed and his breathing is smooth, and he still looks like he is in a dream.

In the next second, the range of movements increased, and the part covered by the sleeve suddenly swelled suddenly, and when it collapsed again, a blood-red bandage unexpectedly emerged from the cuff!

The bandage flexibly twisted and stretched out, like a long snake looking down at Yuzu Yujin who was still asleep.

At four o'clock in the morning, on the backlit soft bed.The face of the knotweed was blurred in the night, and only the smoky pink hair could barely make out a vague shape.

In this silent morning, time seems to be stretched infinitely.

The bandage just stared at the knotweed in silence until the sun slowly rose before wrapping around the opponent's body as if nothing had happened.

The sunlight shifted a little bit, and finally broke through layers of obstacles, shining on the snow-white rabbit tail of Knotweed cuspidatum.

Hu Zhang woke up in a daze, reluctantly buried his face in the soft pillow and rubbed it.He first arched his waist and hips, and then exerted force on his legs, gradually arching himself into an astonishing arc.

Like some kind of mollusk, the knotweed tore itself off the bed little by little.

Knotweed, still wearing white rabbit pajamas, stretched out his hand from the vacant wall, grabbed the floor upstairs with his backhand, rolled his abdomen and exerted force with his arms, and easily turned over to the third floor of the doll's house.

In the bathroom of the doll’s house, which is really usable for some reason, after washing up with the mini daily necessities that Gojo Satoru got from who knows where, Knotaba Yuhito jumped off the building and landed on the soft lawn with a shout of “Leap of Faith” from the bottom of his heart Up and flicked twice, it was directly ejected out of the house——

The fat pointer had just pointed to six, and the knotweed slid smoothly down the handrail of the second-floor stairs where the bedroom was located. When the handrail was thrown off, he was still able to tuck his knees and turn around for three and a half weeks. When he landed, he knelt on one knee and put his hands together. He held his palms flat and opened them up naturally, posing a pretty cool pose that Knotweed had imagined in his heart.

Hum, perfect.

Youruhito Knotabazu bounced forward all the way, and Wujo House was turned into a parkour scene by him.

He jumped up and held the crystal decoration on the chandelier in the corridor, exerted strength in his waist and abdomen, and after swinging around twice, he saw the right moment and threw himself directly into the roundabout of the open kitchen on the left.

Since the "cohabitation" between Knotweed and Wujo Satoru, Knotweed has been in charge of their breakfast.Good eyesight allows Polygonum cuspidatum to see fine print on targets even several meters away.

A shy peach fridge magnet with Kazilan's big eyes was firmly pasting Gojo Satoru's order on the large silver-gray double-door refrigerator.

—— "Sweet"

As expected of him.

Knotweed took out a box of eggs from the refrigerator with ease, cracked two into a bowl, looked at the round eggs, and thought of someone who was also Bai Shengsheng, and evil thoughts rose from the bottom of his heart.

Knotaba Yuhito searched the house carefully, and finally found a water-based pen that had been out of touch for an unknown amount of time in the gap between the low table where the landline phone was placed and the sofa.

He casually drew a watch on his own hand (painted on the bandage), and after confirming that it could be used, Knotweed nodded secretly.

Knotweed holding the pen went back to the kitchen.First, I painted sunglasses on the remaining eggs, and after thinking about it, I filled my mouth.Due to limited drawing skills, two of them were accidentally drawn by the knotweed as war gods with crooked mouths.

Knotweed took two steps back, appreciating his masterpiece with satisfaction, thinking of the other party's expression after he found out that he had played a prank, he couldn't help but chuckled twice.

After a short period of fun, the issue of breakfast was re-emphasized.

Knotweed Yujin brushes the sauce prepared in proportion with sweet soy sauce, mirin and some other ingredients on the rice balls that have been pinched into a regular triangle.

——It’s all thanks to the mold that the knotweed found out from the depths of the cupboard, otherwise the rice balls would not necessarily be shaped into weird shapes by the knotweed. After all, the boundary between knotweed pinching rice balls and knotweed snowballing has been infinitely blurred at this moment.

The sizzling sound of fried rice balls is accompanied by the sweet aroma of heated butter that keeps pouring into the nostrils.

This is the external information Wujowu Wujowu received as soon as he got up early.

It's completely different from the desolation and bloodiness in the dream...

After working for half a night, he had strange dreams. He was so exhausted that he didn't even change his clothes. Gojo Satoru, who had been lying on the couch all night, raised his upper body upright like a corpse.

Neither eyepatch nor sunglasses, the rare completely exposed six eyes stared straight at the busy figure in the kitchen.

Yuzu Yuhito over there still focused on the heat of the onigiri, and the inconvenience caused by his body restriction forced him to concentrate more than usual.

Yuzu Yuhito didn't even look back, he raised his voice and greeted Gojo Satoru, "Go wash up quickly when you wake up, this morning's drink is a banana milkshake, I can put an ice cream scoop on top, what flavor do you want? "

"Vanilla—" Gojo Gora replied in a long tone, the low voice that was hoarse from getting up early was mixed with a strong nasal voice at this moment, as if coquettish, the man's eyes were focused, as if licking each other with his eyes, and the knotweed couldn't help but urge him again Gojo Wucai got up and went upstairs reluctantly.

Gojo Satoru took a bite of the egg roll, he likes the sweet one; fried rice balls, he likes... oh, there is cheese in it.

This is not a delicacy in the sense of ordinary people, but it is in line with Gojo Satoru's taste in every way.

Gojo Satoru was satisfied with a meal, and even dug an extra ball by himself when digging the ice cream.

Facing the disapproving gaze of Knotweed, Gojo Satoru licked the spoon without guilt, threw the tableware into the dishwasher, picked up the changed Knotweed and threw it into the breast pocket of his uniform.

It has been more than a week since the knotweed was unsealed.

One week is enough for Knotweed to have a wardrobe of new clothes, enough for Gojo Satoru to add a chest pocket to his uniform, and enough to make annoying idiots subdued.

Originally, the rotten oranges on the upper floor did not make less trouble for the knotweed.

Needless to say, travel is prohibited, and the high-level officials even want to grab the knotweed and make it into shikigami or mantra bones.

If you think about it for a while, you will know that this is of course impossible.

After all, on the one hand, Knotweed did not do anything, and on the other hand, apart from Wutiao Wuju, there was no other person who could talk to Knotty Yuhito, so during this period, Knotweed felt that his daily life was quite peaceful.

The dungeon of juvenile manga was played by Knotweed as a daily farming routine, and every day it was "working to pay off debts" under the hands of Gojo Satoru.

——Yes, the day in Yokohama was indeed hired by Knotweed, and Gojo Satoru actually had to deduct taxes when he paid him.

As Gojo Satoru made more and more clothes and other messes for Knotweed (Knotweed asked several times why he didn’t buy pajamas), Hisuhito’s debt became more and more exhausted.

Finally, two days ago, Knotweed, who was overwhelmed with debts (which is not the case), offered to assist Wujo Wu to complete the mission under Wujo Wu's crazy hint of "I've fixed the rotten oranges, so come and help me~" .

Today was his first day at work, and Knotweed, who was wearing a uniform similar to Gojo Satoru but with an extra red hood, was extremely excited.

You can meet your familiar friends soon!

Fukuro, Kagizaki, and Junpei!

A week ago, a cursed spirit attacked a high school in Kanagawa, causing 0 deaths and 21 injuries.

It is understood that most of the victims are notorious bad boys and girls, with the exception of a classmate who suffered a facial injury.

"Ito-kun usually smiles all the time. He is very popular among girls. He has won many awards, big and small, in the first half year of school."

The teachers said so.

But after all, he was injured with many bad boys. Even among the victims, many people secretly suspected that Shota Ito might be a scum with a beastly face.

"Otherwise, why was he not someone else who was injured?" said the onlookers who had nothing to do with themselves.

The incident was so weird and terrifying that it couldn't be suppressed.

Immediately after the school resumed work, it issued a questionnaire on school violence, and there was a vague speculation on the Internet that this incident was the revenge of a certain spirit who died of school violence.

No matter how long this turmoil lasts, the delinquent teenagers in all schools have disappeared and started a new life anyway.

Knotweed found Yoshino Junpei in the early morning of the second day after the incident, and the other party's dark circles were as thick as if he hadn't slept all night.After confirming that the visitor was not malicious, the older woman with short hair just silently canceled the original plan and went back to the bedroom, so as not to disturb Junpei but also to support her son.Didn't say anything about strange strangers coming to see his son.

After telling everything he knew in his previous life, Katsuobu Yuhito directly chose to leave without expressing any inclination, leaving the right of choice to the other party.

Not long after, Yoshino Junpei called, and Gojo Satoru answered it himself.

I don't know what the two of them were muttering about, but in short, Yoshino Junpei entered a high school, and Junpei's mother was also placed in a relatively safe area to live.

Yoshino Junpei, who is wearing a high school uniform, often appears in the dreams of Knotweed. Most of them are nightmares, some broken fragments. When he wakes up, he can't remember the specific details. Only the empty heart still feels real.

But now all nightmares will be suppressed by reality.

Starting today, "Junpei of High School" has become a living figure.Whether the ending is good or bad, Junpei in the dream has embarked on a new fork in the road.