Why aren't people raising me

Parents have a certain degree of self-motivation.

Although it doesn't show up, it seems to be able to see the world through Masaharu's eyes. It knows exactly what happened around Masaharu.

It's not like I didn't have "friend" disputes when I was a child.

As mentioned earlier, the director of the orphanage cannot be said to be a kind and gentle person, and the children need to fight for food to fill their stomachs. Masaharu is the youngest and the weakest one. It is difficult to have mercy in that environment emotions, because everyone is pitiful.

Yazhi's first food was found by 'father and mother'.

Most of the time, the dean is too lazy to make supplementary food, and he doesn't want to feed the children. Yazhi always sees unknown food on the table.

It may be indistinguishable meat, it may be rotten melons and fruits, the father and mother are just looking for soft and rotten things, Masaji threw it away in front of it.

"You can't eat these, and don't steal anything." Yazhi said to it, "If I starve to death, then this orphanage will die, and there will be inspectors, and they won't go too far. "

Maybe what he said was too long, or maybe it was not the result that the father and mother wanted. The curse spirit was as guilty as a child who did something wrong, "Don't eat...don't eat..."

Mother drooped her eyes and read,

The father's eyes turned to the mother, because his head could not move, so his protruding eyeballs almost stared out.

"I'm not hungry." Yazhi could only tell them that.

And the mother just repeated, "If you don't eat, you won't grow up..."

Its malice to human beings has not diminished because it cares about Yazhi,

"Kill them... feed Masaharu... divide the body into many pieces..."

"Shut up, I told you, don't do this."

At that time, as long as those with a tough attitude sternly rejected their father and mother, the curse spirit would disappear.

But it opened its mouth and shut its mouth to kill, so that Yazhi avoided people during that time, he would not approach them if he could not get close to them, and he would not open his mouth if he could not communicate with them.

It may be because Yazhi's behavior makes people suspect that he has autistic tendencies, and it is difficult for children with autistic tendencies to be adopted, so the dean took care of him carefully for a period of time, and told other children not to bully Yazhi.

In order to please the dean, Mailbox and all the children sat under the roof and waved to Yazhi who was standing in the shade.

"Jaji, come and play with us."

Play together?They can't play together at all, the difference in physique is too much.

But Mailbox wanted him to integrate into the group, so it took the initiative to go over and reach out to him, "We are playing house, you are the son, I am the father, and property is the mother."

The word play house touched Masaharu's heart.

He took a step forward as if bewitched, so following the trend, Yazhi joined their game.

After he yelled "Mom" for the first time to a strange child because of the rules of the game,

Father and mother appeared.

It overturned the tables and chairs in a rage and made a mess of the room. The children screamed in fright. The mailbox reacted the fastest and yelled "Earthquake!", making everyone cover their heads and rush out the door. The property called "Mom" stood still in place, staring blankly at the mid-air.

She was shrouded in malice, and saw the curse spirit when her life was extremely threatened.

It was a demon I had only seen in DVDs, and it was even scarier than the monsters Ultraman fought.

"No, I won't—" the mother roared sharply, and the air out of her mouth hit the child's face hard, "You are not allowed to be Yazhi's mother—!"

It gets out of control and usually rushes to swallow the child, obviously forgetting what Yazhi has always warned it: don't hurt humans, otherwise...

Masaharu jumped in front of the property, and opened his arms to block her, "Enough! We're just playing games! It's not true. Are you going to take away my right to entertain!"

His scolding made the mother shake, it raised its brows, its expression seemed hurt, "Don't...don't play such a game."

At that moment, Masaharu felt a nausea that made his stomach sick.

Monopoly.

The mother's Cannian has a paranoid desire for monopoly.

It tries to take control of his life, and some people even try to give this giving a noble name of love.

"Go back! You're scaring my friend—"

Yazhi had never been so angry with his father and mother. He was so angry that he threw something on it, "You made a mess of the house, and the children will be punished if you break the furniture."

"We made an appointment, you must be obedient, otherwise—"

That time, the child named Property was frightened and fainted, and when he woke up, he only thought he had a nightmare.

They were out of supper, but neither could tell what had happened.

"Is it an earthquake?"

"Isn't it?"

"If it was an earthquake, why did the dean get so angry, and why only our house was in chaos."

"Small earthquake? Local earthquake?"

The children huddled together on a big bed and discussed. They had no dinner, and the way to fight hunger was to go to bed early, but they chatted energetically without feeling sleepy.

"Zheng, what the hell did you see? You fainted."

Property was silent for a while, and replied seriously, "I saw a monster."

The children staring at the ceiling raised their heads one by one, "Monster?"

Cai Qian stretched out his hands to his ears, his fingers bent like sharp claws, "That's it, wow!"

Nobody believed it.

They are not children who like to listen to fairy tales, and they can't even express themselves.

"You're sleepy."

"Maybe……"

"I heard Yazhi's voice outside, as if he was arguing with someone."

"Arguing? He's only so old, he can't even say a word."

Yazhi huddled in the corner, lying on his side facing the wall.

He opened his eyes, and his father and mother were fused into the wall, only two faces were exposed, singing out of tune lullabies to lull him to sleep.

"You disturbed me." Yazhi said.

The children who were still talking in the room suddenly silenced, and changed their positions to prepare for sleep.

The father and mother who sang the lullaby stopped making a sound, and disappeared in response to Masaharu's order.

But this time is different.

The father and mother who had just swallowed the curse spirit twisted their bodies and jumped up a few steps. It looked back at Yazhi, as if evaluating the distance.

Usually, father and mother would not take the initiative to leave Masaji too far. There is a subtle induction between them, and they can know where each other is even without looking.

Looking back at this time is a bit provocative.

Provoke Masaharu's tolerance and test whether his rebellion can be accepted.

"Come back!" Yazhi stepped forward, "You can understand me, don't pretend to be innocent."

"Innocent?" Darryl complained, "How do you see innocence on that deformed face?"

The mantra raised the corners of his mouth like a smirk, and the expressions of his father and mother were in sync.

It turned and rushed upwards, Yazhi immediately followed, the magic spirit was very fast, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Without any hesitation, Masaharu started looking for the ward Akashi Seijuro mentioned.

There weren't many people in the corridor, and it seemed a bit empty and quiet. Darryl followed behind him, chatting nonchalantly, "Is your mother fed up?"

"Guess so."

"Will eating too much affect your brain? It doesn't listen to you at all. What are you going to do?"

Yazhi pursed his lips, and ran while aiming at the ward number. The floor was slippery, and he fell with a bang.

In the past at this time, his parents who were worried about him would show up to catch him, but now he was still gone, Yazhi didn't dare to waste time, got up and continued to run.

Darryl sneered, "You're so slow, if it was really malicious towards that brat, it would probably have eaten him by now."

Father and mother can fly and pass through walls, not a little bit faster than Yazhi.

When Yazhi arrived at the door of the ward out of breath, he raised his eyes and saw the scene that almost caused his heart to arrest.

Akashi Seijuro was standing by the bed, bent over his mother's arms, probably confiding.

Mrs. Akashi stroked his head repeatedly, and patted his back with the other hand.

And the pitch-black curse spirit surrounded them with a stretchable and soft body, and its two heads were very close to them, almost like Akashi Seijuro, going into his wife's arms.

This is... what to do?

Yazhi didn't make a sound, just stared at them with wide eyes,

"Masaji, Masaharu..." Mother called him by name, "Mom also wants to hug Masaharu, she wants Yazhi to act like a baby in my arms..."

The warm scene shown by the mother and son touched the longing of the curse spirit. The curse spirit's eyeballs moved up and down, looking at the lady's appearance and body, "Why does she look like this, but I am...?"

It looked at the tentacles stretched out in front of its eyes, and the pustules bulging on its body,

It froze for a few seconds,

"It's so ugly...so ugly..."

Like a blow.The curse spirit embraced himself, "I didn't look like this..."

Masaharu swallowed, not knowing how to give the order for a while,

At this time, Akashi Seijuro turned his face when he heard his breathing, saw Masaharu at a glance, and straightened up embarrassedly, "Masaharu, are you back?"

Masaharu replied cautiously, "Yes... I'm fine."

"What are you doing in such a hurry, be careful not to fall... Masaharu, your leg!" Akashi Seijuro couldn't help walking towards him, "Did you fall?"

Masaharu followed his gaze to his knees, and felt the pain belatedly. The two of them were wearing uniform-like shorts and white socks. Now the large bruises on their legs are particularly eye-catching. In two days, they should It turned red and purple, and the center of the bruise was scratched.Masaharu said truthfully, "The floor is rather slippery, I fell down."

"I remember there is a first aid kit in the house." Akashi Seijuro turned around and rummaged through it.

"It's just blue, and the scratches are not serious."

"No, what should I do if I have a scar." Seijuro was a little nervous, "Come in first, sit down and rest for a while."

Father and mother also came up together, "Masaji is injured, Masaji is injured."

The way it repeats sentences reminds Yazhi of a babbling child, and the mantra's mind is indeed not very advanced.

If you count the year it appeared, it is almost as big as Masaharu.

...But does the curse spirit grow according to the time of human beings?Or can they really grow?

Yazhi knew little about this creature, and let it circle around him impatiently.

It stopped paying attention to Akashi's mother and son, and Masaharu breathed a sigh of relief.

Find another reason to leave.

Masaharu opened his mouth, but his voice was overwhelmed by Madam Akashi's reminder, "Seijuro, the first aid kit is under the bed."

Mrs. Akashi looked at Masaharu's injury worriedly, and gave him a gentle smile, "Come here, Masaharu."

Akashi Masaharu was hit knowingly by that smile.

He saw a bit of kindness in that smile, so he naturally thought of his mother.

Because of being a reincarnator, Yazhi never took age seriously. He felt that he should be more mature than ordinary children, but at this moment he realized that he had misunderstood himself.

He is still longing for maternal love.

He also sometimes envies that other children have parents.

This loneliness has been accumulated in his heart all year round, and he has used too many learning tasks to hide it numbly. Whenever there is a breakthrough, his brain will be overwhelmed, otherwise he would not be like now, with his legs uncontrollably walking towards each other. go.

Yazhi woke up in time, moved some distance away from her, and said calmly, "Hello, madam."

Mrs. Akashi's name is Shiori, and she has a sick face, but she looks much gentler than Akashi Seishomi.

The Akashi family is a famous family, rich enough to directly raise the upper limit of Masaru's goals, and the education of the eldest son and the only son is very strict. It is an elite education that makes it difficult for adults to cope with it. Akashi Seijuro is capable of undertaking this kind of education. Intensity of education, and the stronger he becomes, the harder the education.

I don't know if it's because of Masaharu for comparison, Akashi Seijuro even thought it was correct for a while.

"No, that's not correct at all." Yazhi denied bravely, "You have defeated many, many people."

And Akashi Seijuro stared at him quietly, his eyes were somewhat incomprehensible to Masaharu, "But haven't I defeated you yet?"

A draw is a tie, not an absolute victory.

The heavy learning tasks have been grinding Akashi Seijuro's spirit. Masaharu felt that such a childhood could even be called cruel.

But fortunately, Seijuro still has a gentle mother who fights for him to be free.

And Masaharu found that Seijuro looked like his mother.

Akashi Seijuro took out the first aid kit, and his wife beckoned, "I'll come, Seijuro probably doesn't know how to deal with the wound." There was a bit of a smile in her eyes, and she obviously loved her young son's eagerness to try.

Seijuro smiled, "Mother can teach me."

"Next time, let's see what I do this time."

Akashi Shiori asked Masaharu to get closer, but Masaharu didn't move, so Seijuro held his arm and pushed him, "Does it hurt? I'll help you."

Their distance is one step closer.

Suddenly a strong sense of unease rose in his heart, Masaharu shook off Seijuro's hand and took a step back, his knees softened and fell to the ground, Seijuro squatted down and tried to pull him up.

Yazhi didn't pay attention to the hand stretched out in front of him. He looked back at his father and mother, but he didn't find it.

Immediately afterwards, a scream entered Yazhi's ears.

The light in the room suddenly dimmed, and Masaharu heard Akashi Seijuro's panicked voice, "Mother!"

Father and mother wrapped around Akashi Shiori's neck.

He did not devour her, but vented his anger, using the most uncomfortable and longest death method.

"Hate, hate..."

The accumulation of resentment made its mantra stronger than usual. With a blatant killing intent, it aimed at everyone present except Yazhi,

"Why do I look like this, why does she look like this..."

The curse spirit has no human form, at least the father and mother do not.

Akashi Masaharu suddenly felt a pain in his hand. It turned out that Seijuro clenched his hand tightly in fear, as if trying to gain courage.

"Go away!" He touched something and threw it out, "Let go of my mother!"

Even in the face of such a sudden and unreasonable terrifying alien, he did not lose his mind like ordinary children. Perhaps worrying about his mother's safety is more important than anything else.

"Go away!" It was a roar with a bit of tears in it.

Akashi Seijuro threw another price, which hit his father in the face, his hands trembling with fear,

This is of course useless.

Not only was it useless, the father and mother also separated part of their bodies to wrap around Akashi Seijuro.

After their hands were separated, Masaharu Akashi reflexively went to grab him, "Seijuro!"

The red-haired child was lifted into the air, his skin was suffocated crimson, "Run, Yazhi—" he shouted hoarsely, "Call someone to save us, save my mother!"

"Hate, hate..."

Father and mother were still whispering, its voice gradually amplified, and finally turned into a howling cry,

"Hate! Hate! Hate—!"

The faces of both father and mother were pained expressions, and it tightened the tentacles entwining Akashi's mother and son, "Why did we become like this..."

It was the cry of wronged souls.

Akashi Masaharu could almost feel their emotions, which made his eye sockets moist and hot in an instant.

"Why do we have to die..."

"Why did we die..."

"enough."

Yaji trembled and said,

He grabbed the scissors in the first aid kit against his throat, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes and tears, "I said it! We made an agreement not to harm humans! Otherwise, I won't live!"

Masaharu Akashi himself does not have the ability to control the magic spirit.

He was just entangled by the curse spirit, or "loved".

On the first day of the formation of the curse spirit, it forced Yazhi to eat the murderer's flesh and blood.

Yazhi restrained it by constantly hurting himself, making his father and mother obedient.

Later, he slowly tested it out. The curse spirit was most afraid of his death, and the curse spirit's obsession was for him to survive.

Masaharu Akashi stabbed his neck with scissors, the scissors were not as sharp as the scalpel, his strength was also weak, and his body's self-preservation instinct resisted his movements psychologically.

"Masaharu...!" Akashi Seijuro narrowed one eye, the lack of oxygen made him feel that his brain was extremely heavy, but he still looked at this side stubbornly,

Akashi Masaharu's voice was slightly torn due to emotional instability, "I know you are in pain, I know you have been wronged, and I also resent the man behind the scene who took your life, I will avenge you!"

"But we made an agreement..."

"Do not harm humans, not even one."

His scissors finally pierced the skin,

Akashi Masaharu stared at the curse spirit fiercely, "If you can't even maintain this sane! Then I, who let you be born, have a great sin!"