my brother is scumbag

I know my eyes are overused and bleeding.

Logically, it should be painful.

But I don't feel anything anymore, I only know that those curse spirits that continue to pour in after the [tent] was broken should not exist in this world.

I knew that Gojo Satoru had rushed over, and with his ability, he had already confirmed the specialness of my eyes.

And such a big commotion here, the conjuration world will probably be aware of it.

But it doesn't matter.

I don't care anymore, because the person who can make me care about it is gone.

I thought I was going crazy, but I still seem to be sane and remember what I have to do.

Collect remains, burial, funeral...

There were people coming and going around, as if someone was looking at me worriedly, and someone told me, if you are sad, you can cry out, don't keep holding it in.

I was silent.

Is it possible that when a person is numb to a certain level, his eye sockets will become dry and he will not be able to shed a single tear?

After that day, everything around me seemed to have an extra layer of film with me. I could see everything clearly, and I knew what happened, but there was always a sense of unreality.

I sat in the living room, staring blankly at everything around me.

The living room still maintains the layout before the parents went out that day, but a little dust has fallen on it. If the cleaning is continued, the dust will accumulate thicker and thicker.

It was eerily quiet all around.

The exhaustion that climbed up from the bottom of my heart enveloped my whole body, and I stood up in a daze, thinking that maybe I should wash up and go to bed.

The pain in the eye became apparent only after seeing the parent's toiletries laid out by the sink.

I took a quick breath, looked away, took off my clothes and turned on the shower.

When the hot water fell on my body and caused a slight sting, I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten to bring a change of clothes.

……never mind.

It doesn't matter if I'm alone in the whole house.

I thought indifferently.

The hot water from the shower quickly soaked my whole body, turned into water droplets and rolled off my skin, some of them fell into my dry and painful eyes, and then slid down from the corners of my eyes like tears.

I looked down at the pools of water converging on the ground, and gradually, they began to change in my sight, from transparent to blood-colored.

There was blood all over the place, and the ground, walls, and seats were covered with rotten flesh, and it seemed that he had returned to the scene at that time in a trance.

On that day, I lost my parents, the only relatives I had in this world.

Can people really be happy?

...Ah, no.

Should I say, can I really be happy?

Am I really... qualified?

If I hadn't shown that photo, my parents wouldn't have decided to go back to Yokohama on the spur of the moment.

If I had asked where Fu Heihui was right away when he called me, I wouldn't have wasted so much time.

If I could have arrived earlier, I could have saved them.

These thoughts turned into sharp knives and stabbed at me. While penetrating me, they also pierced that layer of self-protection film.

The sound of water in the ear suddenly became obvious.

Everything around is also beginning to show its own sense of existence.

Whether it is the three sets of the same style of toiletries from large to small in the bathroom, or every arrangement in the living room, there are memories belonging to our family.Even if I go back to my own room, they are all arranged for me by my parents after asking me what I like.

These happy memories of the past completely enveloped me, airtight.

I opened the window of my room, jumped up and sat with my legs dangling outside the window, watching the night outside.

I knew there must be someone hiding around, watching me all the time.But they probably don't know that under Sharingan, the traces of mana on their bodies are almost as obvious as lights in the dark night, and it's easy for me to spot their traces.

Pulling out my phone, I bowed my head and sent a message to someone before jumping off the ledge to the ground.When those conjurers were about to catch up, I looked back at them and pulled them all into the illusion.

I don't care whether these people are spying on me or protecting me, I just want them to shut up.

At least for now, I don't want these people to know where I've been.

……

"Ah——really, escaped by that trash."

Fu Heihui looked at Gojo Satoru, who was slumped on the sofa, rubbing his hair, and seemed to be very distressed. He had many questions to ask, but he didn't know where to ask them all at once, so he stood where he was, never saying anything. Move, just keep staring at Gojo Satoru.

Instead, Gojo Satoru turned over and looked at Fu Heihui.

"You didn't kill them, Hui."

Hui's body shook.

"I've been so busy recently because of this matter."

Gojo Satoru was uncommonly patient and explained to him in a serious tone.

"Although that man is indeed annoying, he did find something I didn't notice."

The world of conjuration has always respected strength, especially at the level of Wujo Wu. When the strength reaches the strongest level, many things can be crushed directly.This is not to say that Gojo Satoru is not smart, but compared to those who are good at intrigue and finding clues, he is indeed not that proficient.

At first, Gojo Satoru thought that the other party's target was Kei, until the man, the elder brother Mori Ogai who claimed to be Mori Yui, approached him, and the other party said coldly that he wanted to join forces with Gojo Satoru.

So Gojo Satoru used the power of the Gojo family and his own force to force himself down and received the surveillance video in his hand to share with the other party.

After watching the video, Ogai Mori said, "The purpose of this person is for the eyes."

"Eye……"

Gojo Satoru reacted quickly, the line of his lips was straightened, and the air pressure in his body dropped.

"A child who has not yet grown up, what place is there for a conjurer to covet?"

Mori Ogai said calmly, he didn't look at Gojo Satoru, but just kept looking at the frozen picture on the screen, which was the scene of Mori Yui getting on the train captured by the surveillance at the Shinkansen station.

Although it was a bit blurry, after zooming in, he could still see the black hook jade in his sister's left eye.

"I know that there is a very famous incantation tool in the magic world called the Eye of the Cursed Object. And you once advertised it to the magic world, and it is in your hands. But Fu Heihui was bought back from the Buddhist monastery at a cost of one billion of."

These news may be very secret to ordinary people, but for Yu Mori Ogai, it is information that can be easily obtained.

Speaking of this, it is also obvious why the two-faced Su Nuo's fingers appeared next to the Mori couple.

So in the past few days, Mori Ogai was responsible for finding the trace of the female curse master, and Gojo Satoru was responsible for hunting it down.

Under the joint efforts of the two, the female curser was forced to run around, but no matter where she hid, Mori Ogai would guess her location through various traces, and then drag her out of the dark corner.

They were almost able to kill the female curse master, and Wujo Satoru had even smashed half of her body.Suddenly, a field of flowers appeared, and the scent that emanated made Gojo Satoru relax for a moment, and the unknown special magic spirit that emerged took advantage of this to rescue her.

"If I have to say..."

Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment, he had seen Mori Yui in that state before.

She sat among the corpses of her parents, with blood and tears streaming from her left eye, looking up expressionlessly as the curse spirits were controlling their bodies in front of her, fighting each other.

The remnants of the curse spirits fell like rain, and her body looked so small and thin against them, but none of the curse spirits could get rid of her control.

"This is the teacher's negligence."

Fu Heihui stared at Gojo Wu in a daze.

... no, it's not.

If he had been stronger at the time, then he might have been able to protect the person he wanted to protect——

"Why... why should the good man who deserves happiness not be rewarded?"[1]

He finally opened his mouth and asked in a hoarse voice, then he lowered his eyebrows and looked at the floor under his feet.

"...I want to become a powerful conjurer. Please teach me, Gojo-sensei."

Gojo Satoru naturally wouldn't reject him, before leaving, he thought for a while, turned around, and rubbed Heihui's hair.

"If you want to see her, then go."

"..." Fu Heihui, whose hair was messed up and almost no different from a bird's nest, pursed her lips.

"Ah, and—"

Gojo Satoru raised his index finger, put it between his lips, and said in a low voice:

"Don't tell her about the eyes."

This is not only Gojo Satoru's idea, but also Mori Ogai's request.

Fu Heihui watched Gojo Satoru leave his home after saying this, and the hands hanging by his sides unconsciously clenched into fists, as if this would give him courage.

At the moment when the opened door was about to close, he finally moved his feet and rushed out of the house.

No matter how she reacts to him...

Thinking of the disgust that might appear in those eyes, Fu Heihui's heart tightened, but he still didn't stop. Instead, he ran faster and faster, and his wavering thoughts also became firm in the process.

anyway--

He didn't want to continue to hide anymore.

He wants to see her.

With this in mind, Fu Heihui ran to the door of the Mori family's house.

He bent over and supported his knees, took a few breaths, then straightened up, stood in front of the door, and raised his hands.

The hand paused in mid-air for a few seconds before finally falling down and pressing the doorbell.

"Yi-"

When the door was pushed open, voices calling this name sounded from inside and outside the door at the same time. The next second, their eyes met, and disappointment flashed in their eyes at the same time.

"Mr. Fuhei."

A deep voice read the name of the boy outside the door, Mori Ogai came over, stood behind the blonde girl in a cute dress, and looked down at Megumi Fukuro.

Megumi Fukuro looked at the blonde girl, then raised his head to meet Mori Ogai's gaze.

"...Where's Yui?"

Mori Ogai: "She was tired and fell asleep."

"... Excuse me." Fu Heihui was silent for a while, nodded to him, then turned and prepared to leave.

What he wanted to see was Mori Yui, and the person he wanted to talk to was Mori Yui, not Mori Ogai.

Since he can't see him now, he can come back tomorrow.

"Mr. Fuhei."

The man stopped him, Fu Heihui stopped and turned around.

"Some words, as her brother, I think I have to say it."

Mori Ogai had a smile on his face, but it was more like a gentle mask.

"I hope you people in the magic world can stay away from her."

"This time it was an abnormality that Yui's eyes were suppressed, but no one can guarantee whether he will be so lucky next time."

"The best way is to let her have as little contact with the magic world as possible."

Fu Heihui: "...I see."

Mori Ogai silently watched Fu Heihui leave, and when he was no longer seen, Alice said, "I don't think he will give up."

"Yes."

Mori Ogai naturally noticed it too, sighed, then closed the door and looked at the empty house.

"Alice-chan~ Where did Yui go?"

As Yui's only remaining blood relative, her brother, he is really worried.