so what about the cursed king

"It's too much."

"..."

"What is his thing, obviously I am not a thing."

"..."

"Speaking of which, Limei, you must know how to remove this curse pattern."

In the courtyard after the light rain, goldfish poked their heads out and swam around under the lotus leaves.

5 minutes was obviously Lime's limit. After patiently listening to the other party's complaints but accidentally breaking the broom, his expression became impatient.

"I won't betray Master Su Nuo." Li Mei said after a pause, looking at her with a threatening look, "You too."

The boy with loose hair had a fierce look, and he almost had the words "If you dare to betray Master Su Nuo, I will kill you" written on his face.

Ayanokōji paused with the hand holding his chin, for a moment he didn't know how to express it so as not to hurt the other party's loyalty.

Two-faced Su Nuo left after appreciating her desperate and sad expression that day. Li Mei said that he had gone to Kyoto. At that time, she wanted to ask more questions, but Li Mei mentioned "Chan Yuan" He refused to say anything on the grounds that "you don't understand anyway".

"Don't you tie your hair up?" she asked, changing the subject.

Rime: "No need."

"Oh." Lingkoulu Aoi looked at him carefully, "But you are sweating. Where is the hair tie I gave you?"

This unexpected question made Limei stunned for a moment. He seemed a little guilty, but he still answered her question stiffly.

"Throw it away," he said.

"Eh——" Although the answer was expected, Aoi Aoi still deliberately lengthened the ending. She showed a regretful expression, and curled her lips, "That's our token of love."

Li Mei's expression twisted for a moment, he pursed the corners of his lips, and said hesitantly, "You said the same to Mr. Su Nuo?"

"Huh? No." Aoi Aoi replied subconsciously. After she finished speaking, she still joked, "I see, are you jealous?"

Limei snorted softly: "It's just to prevent Mr. Su Nuo from being deceived by a guy like you."

Ling Xiaolu: "What! Is Su Nuo such an easily deceived existence in your heart? Alright, I will file a complaint when he comes back."

The young curser gritted his teeth, looking quite annoyed by her.

Ling Xiaolu Aoi almost didn't laugh out loud, and the idea of ​​"It would be great if the two-faced Su Nuo was as innocent as Li Mei" came into his mind.

Simply don't make it too convenient for her future backstabs.

Thinking of this, the girl swayed her legs and imagined the scene for a while while sitting in the corridor——

No, no, help, that seems even scarier.

Aoi Ayanokouji shivered, she shook her head, trying to clear out the strange images in her mind like garbage.

And such a move obviously attracted Rime's attention.

"...What are you thinking?" He frowned and asked, keeping a distance of three meters from her.

Of course Aoi Ayanokoulu would not share what was in her mind with him, after all Rimei's tolerance for her seemed to have reached its limit.

"Ask!" The girl's suddenly high-pitched voice was accompanied by her raised right hand, "How did the magic power come from!"

Limei stared at her with two broken broomsticks. He was silent for half a minute before slowly speaking: "Natural."

It's over, the dream is gone.

"Why are you asking this?" Rime asked.

Aoi Ayanokouji thought for a while, and then began to lie and not write a draft: "I see that your tricks are very cool, and I want to learn them too."

In fact, she took a picture of the curse pattern on her hand in the group this morning, and consulted her two conjurer netizens for their opinions.

[Xia Youjie]: Sorry, this is also the first time I see you.

[Wujo Satoru]: Perhaps we can try to cut out that place.

[The world's number one Ayanokoji]:! ! !

[World's No. [-] Ayanokoji]: Really?

[Gojo Satoru]: Really.

[Xia Youjie]: Stop teasing her, Wu.

[The world's number one Ayano Koji]:?

[World's No. [-] Ayanokoji]: I actually built my happiness on my pain, so I broke up with you.

[Five Satoru]:?

[Gojo Satoru]: If I apologize now, maybe I will show you the solution in a merciful way.

[World's No. [-] Ayakoji]: Velociraptor yyds!

[Xia Youjie]: Did you give in so soon?

[The world's number one Ayanokoji]: Where's the Velociraptor?

[Xia Youjie]: He didn't expect you to say that, and now he is seriously thinking about the solution.

[World's No. [-] Ayanokoji]: ...The result is still not good, is it the strongest?

As soon as this sentence was sent out, Ayanokōji found a breakthrough point for himself.

Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie may have never encountered this kind of problem because they were the strongest, and of course they didn't need to understand the solution to the problem.

[Wujo Wu]: Even if I think of it, it's useless to tell you.

[Wujo Wu]: Aren't you a magic stick without magic power, you stinky girl?

understood.As expected, only conjurers can solve the problem of spells.

But Limei obviously wouldn't help her, and she didn't know any other magicians in this era.

Aoi Ayanokouji, who was sitting under the porch and meditating, turned her face slightly, her eyes fixed on the blue figure standing under the tree, blinking curiously and ripping off the butterfly's wings.

"Is the real person magical?" She asked Limei with uncontrollable excitement in her tone.

Limei suddenly had a bad premonition, he gave a soft "hmm", looked at the woman in front of him strangely and smiled gratifyingly.

Ling Xiaolu: "Do you want to experience the joy of being a master. Being a teacher for one day and being a father for life is an honor equal to that of Su Nuo."

Something was thrown over.

Limei raised his hand subconsciously to pick it up, and when he lowered his head, he met the eyes of the same confused real person.

"Really, Mom's a big boy."

Rimei heard Aoi Aoi Aoi smiling and saying to the real person.

"Hurry up and call Master."

Makoto has a problem recently.

For some reason, the "mother" who avoided him was keen to let the curse master named Limei teach him to learn spells. He had no interest in this and only found it troublesome.

But he didn't refuse.

A child who has lived with monsters and curses since he was a child knows how to be loved by his "mother", so he opened his big clear eyes and stood aside obediently, watching Limei play "I refuse" with his "mother" "Why?" "I don't do nonsense" games.

"Okay." He looked at the golden shadow and muttered, "I was thinking that if you agree, I won't bother you in the future."

"..."

"Of course, I won't attack Su Nuo at night."

"..."

"I will not secretly take out your frozen food and feed it to pigs."

"Let's go."

It wasn't until the white-haired curse master indifferently walked towards the training ground with his back collar that the real person realized——

Hey, is there something wrong?

All in all, his nightmare began at this time.

Real people have never hated the sun at four o'clock in the morning so much.

Thinking of this, the child whose face was half buried in the hot spring water began to gurgle and spit bubbles, thinking about the possibility of escaping.

But that is no longer possible.

On the grounds of being "worried about his physical and mental health", Aoi Ayanokoulu moved to the real person's room on her own initiative, holding pillows and quilts from the night Rimei agreed to train the real person.

"...do you love me very much, mother?"

"Of course." The blond girl held him in her arms, and spread out the picture book to tell a story, "So if the real person sneaks away from home while I'm asleep, I will be very distressed."

She tilted her head, and her soft hair brushed against his cheek: "Maybe it will break your leg."

"..." Even real people can't speak.

——It's all the fault of that white-haired curse master who is too useless.

The real person thought distressedly.

——If it was "Father", it would not be so easy to be persuaded.

Ah yes, father.

Bad kids make plans almost instantly.

He bent his lips and kissed the girl's cheek.

"I won't run away." The real person promised, nestling in her arms, rubbing and rubbing.

If the "father" is there, the "mother" will no longer pay attention to him.

The real person who thought this way moved the girl's pillow into the room of Liangmiansu Nuo the evening before Liangmiansu Nuo came back.

He began humming a lullaby again, with a cheerful and brisk tone, dragging a long apricot coat by his feet, rolling around in the spacious living room.

The taste of "mother".

That way, that person must be able to smell it.