Everyone is urging me

[what is love? ]

[For Fujiwara Shiyan, love is Mrs. Fujiwara's obsession with her first love (betrayer), and it is also Mrs. Fujiwara's (mother) exhorting her too much. ]

[That's why when Xia Youjie discovered her abnormality and patiently taught her to cherish herself, Fujiwara Shiyan was so obedient and obediently changed herself according to his ideas. ]

[The concern (teaching) beyond the ordinary level is the "love" of others for her in the eyes of Fujiwara Ishiyan. ]

[Whether this love is from good intentions or malicious. ]

[It doesn't matter whether this love will hurt other people's lives or your own. ]

[Everything that is distorted, misunderstood, and absolutely abnormal is a wonderful emotion worth cherishing for Fujiwara Shiyan who grew up in the grotesque. ]

[——That is the "love (curse)" that Ms. Fujiwara (mother) gave her and taught her. ]

It takes longer for real people to wake up from visions than I thought.

At the last second when the fog cleared and the sun was replaced by the moon, Masato slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were still hazy with clouds and mist, but the eyes that should have been rippling and bright like water were instantly polluted by viscous evil, becoming obscure and boring.

But that was the expression that suited his identity.

How could it be possible to have pure white without scale, how could it be as harmless as it looked.

The newborn curse that exists because of people's negative emotions towards people should be like a human child, learning how to use the inherent malice without a teacher.

——Even if he has just been compelled by the illusion to experience the life of having love and giving love, it is the same.

Deciphering the illusion is not as difficult as imagined.

Whether it is cracking by force or mental interpretation, as long as you understand "this is an illusion" and firmly believe in the idea of ​​"I want to go out", you can quickly find the weak point and break this illusion.

When a real person enters the illusion, he knows that everything he sees is false.

People in the illusion will be forced to blur part of their memory by the spell.

Those blurred memories are difficult to be noticed by the person concerned, even if they encounter related scenes, they will subconsciously ignore the familiarity.

[The curse poured by evil falls into an illusion full of "love". ]

A mantra with a human appearance walks the streets.

Whether it's the vendor who greeted him with a smile when he passed by, the clerk who gave him coffee when he sat alone, or the parents who didn't hide their concern when he got home, they all showed pure kindness to him.

"It's all fake."

"Since birth, he has felt no kindness in a human being."

The real person in school uniform looked at himself standing in front of the mirror.

The familiar appearance made his mood fluctuate, and the vague memory almost broke through the blockade, reminding him of his own identity—but amidst the shouts of his parents, he let go of the lack of memory.

"Really, Xiao Shiyan has come to look for you."

In the false memory, Fujiwara Shiyan was his childhood sweetheart, someone who was so good that the two sides blushed at a young age and decided on the future.

So the real person went downstairs and saw the little girl who looked at him a little bit shyly.

……like?

His footsteps paused slightly, and creepy inquiry welled up in his strange eyes.

Like a young child who is about to tear apart the wings of a butterfly to satisfy his curiosity.

"Whether it's love or being loved, what does it feel like?"

This is not confused by illusions, but out of instinctive curiosity.

"If a human being who falls in love with him is killed by him..."

"A face full of disbelief? Or cursing him?"

"Or...do you still love him as always?"

Curse disguised as a human and walked among the crowd, just to satisfy his thirst for knowledge.

With unimaginable patience, he stared at the face he had forgotten.Not only did he not reject the inexplicably complicated emotions, but he also allowed that emotion to flow through his limbs.

"I really want to know."

"What kind of expression will she make?"

The concept of time in the illusion is confused.

Real people have experienced junior high school, high school, university and even finally faced with job hunting in the illusion.

There is no illusion of reality, only Fujiwara Shiyan who is with him is clear.

The childhood sweethearts decided to be private for life, and finally entered the palace of marriage with the end of their studies.

Everything is fast as a matter of course.

only……

As the groom's real person, he finally tore up this falsehood with his own hands during the long wait.

The wedding scene was a mess, and human blood was spattered in every corner of the venue.

The only living person was shivering in a corner, not daring to look directly at the murderer, his wife who had not yet completed the ceremony.

"what happened?"

The knife in Zhenren's hand was still bleeding, but his tone was still pretending to be gentle, and he just approached her step by step, "Don't be afraid, you will be with them soon, you won't be lonely."

Fujiwara Shiyan, who was supposed to be his wife, stopped trembling.

Zhenren thought she was extremely scared, but when he really stood in front of her, he realized that the smile on her mouth was exactly the same as when he killed someone.

Yeah?Does she look like this?

Just like-

Same as his kind.

"How come..." He heard her whisper, "I'm so happy."

Knife light flashed.

It was not Fujiwara Shiyan who fell down.

As a hunter, the real person was killed by what he thought was his prey, and the bright red blood was sprinkled on the girl's face, which contrasted with the girl's pale to sickly face, and the madness displayed by that face.

"Do you want to give me eternal love too?"

At some point, the girl snatched the knife from his hand.

The blade that was originally stained with other people's blood was finally stained with his own at this moment.

When she cut off his head, Zhenren finally broke the illusion.

He knew their true identities, and he also remembered the similar expressions he had seen on Fujiwara Shiyan's face in reality before entering the illusion.

The false body of the real person remains in the illusion, but the spirit becomes a separate entity.

He floated in mid-air, and saw the woman who was about to become a married woman in the illusion that had not yet disappeared, holding his head and putting a kiss on his eyes that could not be closed.

The performance different from that in human memory made him subconsciously ask, "This is... your love for 'me'?"

A love that would rather kill the lover.

A murderous love.

He failed to get an answer from the person in the illusion.

But he saw the woman who had kissed the head cast a glance at where his soul lay.

It was love (killing) that was crazy enough to make him tremble.

The illusion is lifted.

Quietly.

Returning to the real person in the field, reminiscing about the memory in the illusion.

Some kind of secret excitement filled his internal organs, making him eagerly meet my eyes who have been watching all his reactions.

My fingertips tightened the red thread on the doll, and I rolled my eyes with a smile, "How is it? Have you experienced the feeling of 'love'?"

The real person has completely recovered.

Curses that go unanswered leave questions to reality.

"...is that considered 'love'?"

"Why not."

Although he has no intention of attacking, I still haven't released my domain.

"'Love' is an innate emotion." I lied without blushing, "Whether it's a person or a curse, isn't it a matter of course to have 'love'?"

"Even if this 'love' makes me want to kill you?"

He should be talking about things in the fantasy realm.

Even I was a little surprised, I didn't expect that the "love" he saw was actually me as the carrier of the illusion.

—but this is better.

"Of course." I adjusted my smile to a special type for crazy batches, "The love extended by the curse spirits born from negative emotions should be just like their name—"curse".

The love that is deliberately misguided is exactly the feeling that the curse spirit can understand and agree with.

So he acquiesced to this statement.

Together with his unfinished words of acquiescing that the girl in front of him is his "loved one".

After understanding that both sides are not decent people, there should be no need for the fighting link.

I canceled the domain and withdrew the account.

The real person also resumed his pretend innocence when he first met me.

"Then, it's time to talk about something serious."

He put his hands behind his back, expressing his willingness not to do anything again, "We (Curse Spirit) have been working hard to replace human beings and realize the 'Hyakki Yakō (Curse Spirit Rule)'. It stands to reason that we and Ms. Fujiwara hope that humans They all wish to become magicians, but—the reason why Ms. Fujiwara has this idea is because she hates the greedy and ugly nature of human beings, and she doesn't want to protect them as a 'magician'."

"It just so happens that we have similar ideas."

"Originally I didn't agree with this invitation, but seeing you just now, I changed my mind."

"You don't want humans to awaken to become conjurers because of boring kindness at all. You long for chaos from the beginning."

"What you want to see is that group of human beings whose beliefs have collapsed and who are desperate after facing the truth!"

"so……"

"Now, on behalf of the mantra, I invite Ms. Fujiwara."

I wanted to applaud his vast associative powers, but I held back.

Even if I said what I said literally, I really wanted people to be self-reliant instead of looking for conjurers for everything, making me, a replacement, as busy as a dog every day and have no material security... He would never believe it .

After all, I have already resigned (defected) first!

So I didn't deny his imagination, but followed his invitation and asked, "Do you have five insurances and one housing fund?"

Real person: "...?"

I showed doubts on my face: "Then if something happens to the conjurer, is it considered a work-related injury?"

The real person hesitated: "This..."

I was angry: "None? What about the house? The house always gets one!"

The real person looked up at my huge apartment, and silently looked at me again.

"There are not too many houses." I ignored his hint confidently.

I thought he wanted to hit me, but since he just said he invited me, I held back.

After a long thought like a brain teaser, Zhenren finally figured out how to meet the material conditions I wanted, and persuaded with a sigh of relief, "Although there is no way to give you a separate house, our current base is an apartment by the sea. If you want, we can give you a room, or..."

"—Okay, I'll join!"

Of course I know that what the real person is talking about is the "sea view room" in Shengde's domain, but what does that matter!

Whoever asked me to make a request was just teasing him.

In order not to continue to degenerate, it will be a matter of time before I join the curse party.

That being the case, it is reasonable to strive for the benefits I should have before joining.Otherwise, both sides will use people as livestock, why should I change jobs.

Name and criticize the high-level rotten orange magicians who don't respect rare talents!

The cooperation intention is confirmed, and the purpose of the real person coming to me will be achieved.

Of course, it is impossible for me to stay him for dinner, isn't that embarrassing myself?

Even if I just succeeded in fooling him into thinking that he fell in love with me, he is still an existence that cannot be reassured.So I ruthlessly shut him out, allowing him to fully experience the desolation of the evening wind.

It was also to get him used to feeling rejected in advance.

After all, a normal person like me would never accept his misguided love.

--no need to thank me!This is what I should do!

I put the matter of the real person aside, and went to the room to meet the book spirit, and by the way, told the two sisters who were nervously waiting for my return, what our future direction is.

On the other side, the real person who was locked outside the door was also taken aback when he saw my swift and swift movements.

But he didn't feel angry, and he didn't feel resentment, which a person in love would have.

He prepared to leave without delay.

It's just that when leaving, Zhenren took the initiative to look back at the apartment where I was.

The young-looking mana spirit stretched out his hands to rub the suture lines on his face, and suddenly suppressed his throat and let out a low laugh.

Manu Ling compared the girl's height in front of him, and the corners of his flat lips curved slowly with a smile.His expression and dark eyes of different colors complement each other, forming a selfish and frightening joy.

It was rare for him to understand the meaning of "unfortunate".

"It would be nice if it grew a little taller like in the illusion."

Because in that case...

Can you hold the girl completely in your arms and let him rub it?

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The author has something to say:

Cough, I won’t give you a live-action plot, so add an update.

The real person's tacit liking (love) for the heroine is induced by the heroine's deliberate misinterpretation.

Normally, it is "the curse spirit playing with human beings" and "treating her as an exquisite doll that has not been obtained"-the collision of two underworld characters: Fujiwara Shiyan who understands negative emotions as positive emotions, and in After being brainwashed by the illusion, Fujiwara Shiyan persuaded him to admit that his murderous intention and exploration of her (like a human being to a mouse) is a real person who loves.

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It's just a human setting (it seems to reveal some incredible Two-dimensional preference)!The heroine is still a normal person, everyone!Don't be afraid!