Dressed as Human's Worst Curse

When the broadcast sounded, it was time for recess.

As the well-known school bully of Uramihiga Middle School in Saitama City, no one dared to touch him when Fukuroi was sitting by the window with a cold face.

He was looking at the ups and downs of the curse spirits in the school courtyard.

It is indeed not a vicious curse spirit, but what does this have to do with him?He can only see the curse spirit, which is the eye inherited from his unreliable biological father, so he can live on as if he didn't see it.

There were girls whispering around, as if they wanted to come over and say something to him, but the black-haired boy pretended not to hear them.

But in this peaceful class break, a voice that was familiar with Fu Heihui's heartbeat suddenly sounded: "Student Fu Heihui, Class X, Secondary School, your father Wu Tiaowu sent you two bags of snacks and gifts, please hurry up!" Pick it up at the school security room~”

The greasy ending was full of twists and turns, making people feel panicky.

The murderous aura around Fu Heihui instantly filled his whole body.

His face was so cold that it was ugly, and he stood up from his seat almost at that moment, his right hand clenched into a fist tightly, and the people around him could already hear the crackling sound of his fist!

"Wow, classmate Fu Hei's father loves him so much."

"Speaking of which, why is classmate Fu Hei's father named Wu Tiao?"

"Hey, don't talk about it, brother Fuhei looks ugly!"

"..."

Such and such discussions sounded around Fu Heihui, the black-haired boy couldn't hold back his anger at all, and the teacher who entered the door with the lesson plan passed him by, but he didn't dare to stop him.

Although classmate Fu Hei is usually very polite, but because his record is too dazzling, those who challenge him, no matter single-handedly or in group fights, are all hanged side by side on the banner by him without exception.

This feat quickly spread throughout the small town where he lived, causing even non-school students to tremble when they heard Fu Heihui's name.

The same goes for teachers who just want to live an ordinary life.

Although he knew that classmate Fu Hei would not hit the teacher, he was not afraid of ten thousand, just in case...

Fu Heihui rushed downstairs unimpeded all the way, and saw the white-haired demented young man with a silly smile at the door from a distance, he couldn't control his running speed anymore: "Wujo Wu!"

"Hey, son!"

Gojo Satoru smiled in the wind like a fuzzy plastic villain.

In the next second, the oncoming fist wind came one after another, and the white-haired boy dodged the random punch with a single step down. With his natural height advantage, Fu Heihui beat him like a little tiger, It's just playing with cats.

Wujo Wujo hid and said, "Aren't you going to see the gift I gave you?"

Fu Heihui said angrily: "Are you trying to show off the "Andersen's Fairy Tales" you gave me on my 14th birthday?! Or a Barbie doll with detachable arms and legs???"

"That is also the love of the father for the son!"

In front of Gojo Satoru was a signboard at the school gate, and he opened his mouth to speak coquettishly: "Hui'er, don't be angry, your eyes can't be deceiving~ You see, after receiving the gift, you rushed down so happily regardless of the class bell , still want to see the gift from Dad?"

Fu Heihui: "??????" You are talking nonsense!

His father may not be very human, but Gojo Satoru, you are a real dog!

·

The leader Jie stood on the edge of the tennis court of that school, staring blankly for a long time.

In fact, he shouldn't be like this. Since his defection, he has never had contact with anyone who is not a magician, but for some reason, he is still touched by the words of the special magic spirit just now.

But unfortunately, it was only for a moment.

The timing is so exact, he didn't meet the other party before he defected, and the creed he has adhered to for more than eight years cannot be destroyed by just a few words of a super magic spirit.

He is indeed very emotional, but he will not change himself for the other party.

Maybe when he dreams back at midnight, he will also have a dream that he can meet the other party when he was young.Thinking of this, the leader Jie finally let go of the unknown feelings floating in his heart. He turned around and planned to go back to the red brick warehouse to reunite with the twin sisters.

Unexpectedly, a young boy's slightly childish voice came from behind.

"Are you Xia Youjie?"

Central Plains also looked at the leader Jie.

That being said, as soon as he saw the young man in front of him, he could feel the twitching expressions in the corners of his eyes and brows, which were completely different from Xia Youjie in their world.The person in front of him, even though he had changed into modern clothes, he could still feel the cultish flavor of the other person, and there was also crazy emotion hidden in his eyes.

He is Xia Youjie, but not Xia Youjie either.

Especially after completing a new round of self-identification in his heart, the leader Jie looked even more sick.

"I'm not, are you?"

Xia Youjie only took a glance, and he was sure that the young man in front of him didn't have even a trace of magic power.

He raised his chin slightly, his eyes were unruly: "Monkey."

Zhong Yuanzhong really almost laughed angrily.

Does Xia Youjie from the world next door have brain problems and call him a monkey when he meets him?It's not that he doesn't know that the "monkey" in Xia Youjie's words refers to a magician, but it's because he knows that that makes him even angrier!

Isn't it just something that ordinary people don't know, that can make him proud of this?

Saiki Kusuo should beat him up when he meets him!

"Can you open a domain?" Zhongyuan Zhongya asked suddenly.

Hearing the familiar term, the leader Jie suddenly keenly realized that the young man in front of him might not be an ordinary person.You must know that in the Panxing Sect back then, he was also ambushed by the Chanyuan Shier who had no magic power in the same way, and was beaten until he was powerless to fight back... He must not take it lightly!

Just as the spell power around him was evaporating like flames, the overwhelming gravity hit the limbs and bones of the black-haired young man, crushing the leader Jie short!

He staggered and almost fell to his knees.

The curse spirits around him were raging, but who would have thought that the next scene would make the leader Jie dumbfounded.

The ominous black-red light shining from the orange-haired boy turned out to be an indiscriminate attack on both magicians and non-magicians, like a huge meat grinder, almost dragging him and the curse spirits around him into it!

"Hahaha, I thought that you should have improved a bit after defecting for eight years, but I didn't expect you to regress."

The mature technology product of the laboratory, Zhongyuan Zhongya, ruthlessly mocked the leader Jie in front of him: "You still dare to call yourself a super curse master? There are so many people who look down on you, and you haven't even touched the highest mystery in the magic field. Domineering in the world with a little magic formula brought out of your mother's womb, living on the monkey in your mouth until now..."

"You deserve it?!"

The gravitational envoy of Hong Kong and black who will be famous in the entire Kanto in the future raised his head. He looked at the adult in front of him who needed to look up unhappily, and felt even more unhappy in his heart.

Really, how come one and two conjurers are so tall.

He muttered: "Even if I can't beat you, the scum who kidnapped my brother...it's just right, it's not bad to beat you as a meal replacement."

Meal Replacement?

What meal replacement?

But he didn't have time to think about it, and the attack that was several times more powerful than before came as expected. The leader Jie, who was forcibly suppressed by gravity, could only raise his arms to meet it, even though he couldn't even release the curse spirit.

The supernatural powers of the boy in front of him were so strong that the leader Jie quickly thought of a name.

"Are you a cadre of Port Mafia?"

The leader Jie suddenly grinned: "I know who you are, you are Chuya of the Central Plains, right?"

"It doesn't matter, even if you can gain the upper hand with your ability now, I will soon get the perfect super-level spell spirit, and even you will be smashed into a puddle by my collection."

As soon as the leader Jie's words fell, Zhongyuan Zhong just dodged to avoid the attack, and did not continue to fight him.

"What special magic spirit?" Zhong Yuanzhong also repeated the words of the leader Jie, suddenly feeling uneasy: "Is it a very beautiful human-shaped magic spirit?"

There is no need to answer.

Zhongyuan Zhong also saw his answer from the eyes of the curse master in front of him.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tiny bloodstains caused by the battle, the faint smell of rust flashed past his nostrils, and Zhongyuan Zhong could hardly control his raging killing intent: "Okay, very good. "

This wave, it's not a loss!

·

Everything happened in this peaceful and quiet afternoon.

After Saiki Kusuo put everyone in the place where there might be problems, he himself habitually went to the anchor point with the most serious problem, the landmark building in the prime location of Yokohama——

Top floor of Port Maifa building.

The pink-haired boy was like an invisible person, passing by the man in black with a gun in the corridor, and the weak wall lamp shone brightly by his legs.

The plush carpet under the feet is a spliced ​​European oil painting, spliced ​​out of Winter Halter's proud works of neo-rococoism, which is too gorgeous and wonderful, and people can't bear to step on the portrait of a beautiful girl superior.

He cautiously avoided the part of the carpet with people, said a few words again in his heart, and then teleported to the French-style carved gate.

What a luxury.

Saiki Kusuo didn't have the slightest feeling of guilt about offending someone else's address, and simply flashed behind this expensive door.

"..."

"..."

In the quiet leader's office, there is not even a single person.

Just a short piece of expensive Persian carpet costing hundreds of thousands of dollars was used as an office decoration for free.At the end of the fabric patterned with geometric and floral patterns is the leader's vacant desk and throne. The warm yellow decorative candlesticks are made of precious metals, illuminating a small area in front of the desk.

The rows at the back are bookshelves filled with unknown books.

The whole office was shrouded in a strange and wonderful atmosphere of death, because the office was completely black from floor to ceiling, and not even a single window could be found, it was like a...

"Are you surprised? Brother."

The blond-haired young man came out from behind the bookshelf, Qi Mu Kongsuke had a slightly harmless smile on his face, and he said calmly, "It's like a huge coffin."

Coffin refers to the long box in which the corpse is placed;

The coffin is the "coffin" in the traditional sense.

Only the inner and outer coffins are designed in this way. There is no wind and no light on all sides. The exterior of the main tomb is built extremely gorgeous and strong, and the owner of the tomb is hidden in the safest interior.

In the ancient Chinese country on the coast, extremely gorgeous tombs were built when nobles were buried.They wrapped the inside and outside as solid as gold, and used countless servant soldiers, former slaves to die alive, and all kinds of hidden weapons to confuse the invaders.

Just like the office designed by the leader Zai for himself.

"How pathetic, isn't it? Imagine someone sitting in his own coffin every day, devoting himself to this broken world, waiting for the day he wanted to come, before going to die..."

"It breaks my heart even to hear it."

Saiki Kusuo looked at the actor brother in front of him expressionlessly, he completely ignored Saiki Kongsuke's words: "What do you want me to do?"

"You don't know yet."

"why?"

"Because this world is too fragile to bear the weight of the truth."

Qi Mukongzhu walked slowly to the desk of the leader Zai, and took out a cute packaged candy from the sugar bowl on his desk: "Maybe the world will collapse before I finish speaking...Brother , You don’t want to, do you? Once the world collapses, we can talk about it, but your companions, as well as the people you brought to this world, will be wiped out by the world’s will along with the world’s collapse.”

Saiki Kusuo suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Let's make a bet."

"Let's see if I finish clarifying the truth, the world will collapse, or not?" Qi Mu Kongsuke turned around, he sat on the expensive desk, and said with a smile: "It's like going to a crumbling Add another deck of cards to the blocks to see if the blocks will fall over."

"We used to play games like this when we were kids, right? I remember doing my math mentally with physics, and you with your omnipotent superpowers."

Saiki Kusuo was silent for a while.

He sighed a little helplessly.

"Yeah, you won—I'm going to fix this world right now."