Mr. Natsume's special mantra

Mr. Wujo told me that love is the most twisted curse in this world, but love...it should also be the best blessing. ——Takashi Natsume

"If I remember correctly, this should be the first time you have accepted a mission from this place." Gojo Satoru, who was walking in front, stopped and said calmly.

"Orphanage?" Rose Nagasaki frowned.

Compared with schools and hospitals, orphanages are indeed less likely to form curse spirits, but that is also relatively speaking. Compared with other places, orphanages are also places where negative emotions are easy to pile up.

But this orphanage seems to have been built not too long ago.

"Wild Rose is right." Gojo Satoru raised his blindfold slightly, his blue pupils as deep as the sky stared at the brand-new orphanage in front of him: "This orphanage has only been built for a month, but from the moment it was built, I don't know. The sound of children crying from nowhere surrounds this area, and there are children missing in the orphanage."

Four people plus one cat: "Missing?!"

"After all, from the very beginning, this orphanage has revealed strangeness everywhere, and it is said that a long time ago, this place was a place where abandoned babies were buried. It is natural for a curse to arise."

"That is to say, is the missing child kidnapped by a curse?" Natsume Takashi asked, holding the Sanhuamao in his arms tightly, pursing his lips.

"That's right." Gojo Satoru nodded: "Five children are missing now, Kishi, you have to be prepared, those children are likely to have passed away."

The boy's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared stiffly at the orphanage in front of him. After a while, he replied hoarsely: "I know."

Even if this situation had been expected, it was still difficult to accept that someone would die in front of him when he actually faced it.

Natsume Takashi's violent mood swings naturally attracted Gojo Satoru's attention, but he just put down his blindfold and asked: "If they are still alive, try to rescue them; if they are dead, bring their bodies out."

This is the only thing they can do for this group of children now.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand, just about to activate the tent's spell, but remembered something, turned his head and looked at Natsume Takashi: "Do you feel the breath of a monster?"

Natsume Takashi was taken aback, carefully felt the flow of the surrounding air, and shook his head: "The breath inside is too mottled."

Mottled to the point where he was within this range, he felt a little difficult to breathe.

"Is that so?" Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin and thought.

Before bringing the four of them here, he had teleported here and observed it with his six eyes.

There is indeed a newborn curse spirit in this orphanage, but...

Gojo Satoru did not find the children's bodies in the orphanage.

The curse spirit itself does not have the ability of the space system, those children seem to have disappeared out of thin air, and there is no trace of it with the six eyes.

He had only seen this kind of situation in the Natsume Takashi he picked up.

Oh, and one more thing should be added now—that monster named Hatsakuzakura.

They both have a bond with Natsume Takashi's grandmother Natsume Reiko.

Now it seems that it is not so much that Reiko used magic to cover up the information on them, it is better to say that Reiko used magic to erase the information related to herself. The way is all covered up.

He is really interested now.

That Reiko...

If you are still alive, I really want to meet you.

To be able to use such a technique, my own strength should also be at the top.

I really want...to fight.

While thinking, Gojo Satoru conveniently set up a tent, "Born from darkness, blacker than black, filthy and filthy, all filthy." Note ①

The light was taken away by the black curtain little by little, and finally completely returned to darkness.

"Okay." Gojo Satoru waved his hand at them, "I'm going out, you guys come on!"

Seeing the leaving figure of the white-haired young man, Katsuobu Yuhito scratched his head: "This picture is really like the first time the three of us entered school."

"This time it should be to observe Natsume's situation." Fuguro Hui added.

Takashi Natsume, who was suddenly cueed, looked at the black-haired boy.

Fu Heihui looked at him, and said calmly: "I've heard about you, the cat on your body is classified as a super-level curse spirit, and you who carry it are classified as a level lower than knotweed. Dangerous, there is the possibility of life imprisonment at any time."

Gojo Satoru, who was standing outside watching with six eyes, raised the corners of his lips, as expected of Kei who was raised by their Gojo family.

Fu Heihui was right, although Natsume Takashi was not sentenced to death because of the fact that the three-colored cat couldn't kill, but in the eyes of those high-level rotten oranges, the degree of danger was still not low.

"Teacher Wujo asked us to do the task, just to pass this task—"

"Reassess Natsume Takashi's danger level."

Although Gojo Satoru can get what he wants even if he doesn't do this mission, but if Natsume Takashi performs well in this mission and at the same time can show that he can completely control the super magic spirit, then the program's Operation will be much smoother.

After all, being forced by Gojo Satoru, it is better to take the initiative to lower the vigilance of those people against Natsume Takashi.

It's like Otoko Yuta and Kimoto Rika.

Yuzu Yuhito opened his mouth slightly, staring blankly at the chubby three-flowered cat in Natsume Takashi's arms. After a while, he said in shock: "It's actually a special-grade curse spirit?!"

The two-faced Su Nuo hidden in his body said disdainfully: "This guy is a bit stupid, but as a big monster, even if he is corrupted by a curse, he still has the strength of a super curse spirit."

Knotweed Youren slapped himself on the face, and said angrily: "You bastard, don't just come out without consent!"

Su Nuo, sitting on both sides of Shengde Realm, twitched his lips: "Idiot."

However, he is also very interested in Natsume Takashi.

Not just anyone can become the guardian of the great demon.

Looking at Nagasaki Wild Rose's surprised eyes, Natsume Takashi blinked and explained: "Although it seems unbelievable, but it is true, the current form should be regarded as a mimicry of Mr. Cat?"

Natsume Takashi said somewhat uncertainly.

"Also, I seem to hear the cry of the child that Gojo-sensei said..."

Faintly, following the flow of the wind, it fell into Natsume Takashi's ears.

"Is there any crying sound?" Knotabagi Yuhito made a careful distinction, then shook his head. "No, I can't hear you at all."

Nagasaki Rose also frowned and shook her head.

Fu Heihui looked at Natsume Takashi who was the only one who could hear the voice standing among them, and asked, "Natsume, can you hear where the voice came from?"

Natsume Takashi immediately raised his finger and pointed to the front left, "It should be that room."

"Let's go, go over there." Nagasaki Wild Rose took out her weapon and said.

The four of them walked towards the direction Natsume Takashi pointed out.

On the way, Yuzu Yuhito asked doubtfully, "Why is only Natsume able to hear the sound?"

Natsume Takashi was stunned for a moment, then touched the three-flowered cat in his arms, and replied softly: "Probably... it's because the sound is made by a monster..."