Curse back: The group pet thought he was hated by everyone

Chapter 108 The Cursed King’s “Enemy”

“Get out!”

Gojo clan leader's tone was icy, he looked at him coldly from top to bottom.

The air seemed to be still at this moment. Tsukuyomi was awakened by the sound. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the father and son confronting each other outside the quilt with half-closed eyes. He didn't know until he saw it, and he was shocked.

Gojo Nagi, who was slapped for no reason, remained in a daze with her head turned away, as if she had not yet reacted to what had happened.

It was difficult for him to describe the feeling at this moment. His enthusiasm was like a bucket of cold water poured over his head. The blood surging in his veins suddenly froze. He could no longer hear the sounds from the outside world. He only felt his head being pulled into someone's arms. A warm touch came from behind, and he was held in the arms of the person behind him.

He raised his head with difficulty and saw the man's delicate chin and surprised and anxious eyes.

Oh...it's Tsukuyomi Tsukumi...

His mouth moved, as if....he was talking to him.

Did he do something wrong?

There was a sharp tinnitus in my ears and my head was buzzing...

It turns out that the first feeling of being beaten is not pain.

The boy with white hair and blue eyes is a replica of the six-eyed man opposite him. He is a proud and stubborn boy, but now he is showing an unusual confusion.

"Why did you hit him! Are you crazy? He is your son!" Tsukuyomi pulled him over and examined him carefully, and then protected the dazed Gojo Nagi behind him.

"You have no respect for your superiors. Since when have you been able to come and go freely here?"

Gojo Muneto ignored Tsukuyomi's question and stared past him at the smaller figure behind him.

Tsukuyomi Tsukumi suspected that he had heard it wrong, otherwise why would a father call his son like that?

It doesn't seem like an ordinary father-son relationship, but rather like unrelated strangers... and enemies?

Gojo Munen frowned as he looked at the disheveled white-haired boy. His snow-white nightgown was ruffled in the quilt, revealing a large area of his smooth, porcelain-white chest. With his rapid breathing, his clothes rose and fell, revealing what was underneath...

Was he sleeping like this just now, hugging that boy?

shameless

"You like him very much?"

Gojo Muneto's meaning was unclear. He knew it was rude, but he never took his eyes off it.

"Yeah! So what!"

It’s strange to say, Tsukuyomi is already in his twenties, but he unexpectedly gets along well with this little kid.

One is childish and the other is precocious, that's true...

Tsukuyomi Tsukumi was carefree and didn't think there was anything wrong with expressing his love so openly. The boy behind him was stunned.

Because no one has ever said that.

No one...likes him, not even his father...

Gojo Muneto suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Tsukuyomi's arm, and forcefully led him out of the house, all the way to the study at the end of the corridor.

The boy who was protected behind someone just now now had no one in front of him. There was a dark and dull look in his deep blue eyes, and undercurrents surged, as if something was changing, replacing, and dissipating imperceptibly.

This slap woke him up, and all his beautiful childhood fantasies about the word "father" disappeared at this moment.

He could hear Tsukuyomi's constant resistance, but he was powerless to do anything.

The hand hanging by the side suddenly clenched, and the emotions in the blue eyes were turbulent, cold and with something else.

Only when he grows up...

"Let me go! What are you doing in the middle of the night, Gojo Muneto? I'm really getting mad."

"Are you a pervert?!"

"Gojo Muneto! You're too strong, it hurts, let go!"

In this dark night with few stars and a faint moon,

The illusion of silence was broken,

The servants lowered their heads, not daring to look at the beautiful young man who was being forced. They knelt respectfully in a row, with calm and humble expressions on their faces, but their hearts were filled with turbulent waves, and they were shouting wildly, hot and crazy.

Tsukuyomi was being led around uncomfortably, unable to keep up with the other party's speed and stumbling. The man was walking in front of him with big strides, very fast, but still calm and composed.

Looking from behind, the broad and thick back and the tight muscles when walking seem to be enduring something.

In such a deep night, Tsukuyomi suddenly felt a sense of danger.

Until I was pushed into the study with force and the door was shut heavily

"Like sleeping with others?"

The young man with long white hair was feeling uneasy, and the next second he was forcefully pushed down to sit on the small couch.

"You like him very much"

"Do you want to stay at the Gojo family forever?"

"Do you know how popular you are? Huh?"

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the other side,

Ryomen Sukuna once again returned to the shrine where he had slaughtered all the villagers, priests and shrine maidens who were worshipping nearby in a rage. The shrine lost its worshippers and became a ruin after being ravaged by years of desolation.

The strange and powerful Curse King stood on a piece of ruins with an indifferent expression. He walked into the hall where the statue was enshrined.

"【untie】"

He precisely controlled the power of the spell and cleared away the rotten wood and collapsed wooden pillars that had fallen from the roof, revealing the small statues and shrines buried underneath.

Next to the tall and honest statue is an extremely cute fox

"Inari God? Boring..."

Without any reverence for the gods, another blow was delivered.

Rimei on the side hurried forward to stop it. Although Shinto is now in decline, its influence still remains. Besides...it is unknown whether this action will cause any harm to Tsukuyomi.

“Found it”

Ryoumen Sukuna curled his lips, raised his eyebrows slightly, and spoke in a deep and magnetic voice, with a hint of surprise.

When the dust cleared, another small statue suddenly emerged from below. It was a little doll holding a round "magic mirror" and was wrapped in reeds.

(In Japanese mythology, the moon god is closely associated with Miscanthus, which is considered a symbol of the moon god and a vehicle for the spirit to possess.)

The tall Curse King lowered his noble head for the first time, picked up a rotten ranking from the ruins, found the crack on it and pried it open with his bare hands. Where was the inscription on it? "Uga's Soul God, Cangdao Soul Life"

Instead, there are small words outlined in gold thread

"See you on a moonlit night"

[God...will die without faith]

Ryomen Sukuna looked back at the surroundings. This place had been deserted for a long time. Even if someone occasionally offered food, it would have already rotted and become smelly.

"Did you find him?"

His body was covered in black tattoos like maggots clinging to his bones. He stood there coldly, slowly wiping the dusty statue from his hands, his sharp eyes fixed on it. He did not have the vicious and violent look he had when he was killing people, but was rather silent.

What about gods?

Likewise...it can only be his property.

"found it"

"I think he's been so carried away, he really thinks that's his territory?"

"..."

Rimei didn't answer. In fact, ever since Tsukuyomi was taken away, they had been closely monitoring his whereabouts, and even arranged people from the three great families to protect him.

Ever since the incident at the Onmyoji, Lord Sukuna had insisted on coming here to visit again. Although he was anxious, he had no way to change Lord Sukuna's will.

Now he finally understood Sukuna-sama's intentions and looked silently at the ruins that had become a mess.

Gods will die without faith.

It was they who indirectly led to the decline of the gods.

But the conflict between the vicious curser and the simple and kind god is an unsolvable topic.

Human faith is a rather fickle thing, and human nature is unpredictable and downright ugly.

What's more, the ghost whose life is bound to Tsukuyomi Tsukumi...

Li Mei frowned and fell into deep thought.

“Find someone to rebuild this place”

Ryomen Sukuna suddenly spoke, interrupting his thoughts.

"In the name of... the Moon Goddess"

"It's not that I don't understand...it's just..." He looked up, feeling somewhat bewildered.

There is no one within a hundred miles of this wasteland

With a little inquiry, you will know the "glorious deeds" left by the famous Curse King here. Ordinary people can't even hide from it, so how could they move back, let alone believe in such a "rare" god?

People worship the Inari God because they believe he can bring them a good harvest.

Okuninushi Okami is in charge of wealth and marriage

Ebisu controls people's livelihood and luck.

Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi

People believe in the sun god out of their worship and yearning for light, while the moon god is in charge of the night, which easily breeds evil and is an existence that people avoid...

Li Mei organized the language. Beliefs always have to have an excuse. People worship their own desires, hoping that the other party can bring them something.

Ryomen Sukuna placed the cleaned statue on top of the broken Inari statue.

There is nothing he cannot do.

What if it was a god? If he wanted him to die, he would die. If he wanted him to live... then he would live well.

Until he gets tired of his life.

They were not in a relationship of life and death, but the tall and terrifying ghosts and gods were so tough and overbearing that they wanted to balance the scales.

Inside the ruins, the atmosphere was solemn. A hint of playfulness appeared on the corners of Sukuna's mouth. The determination contained in it was frightening and chilling.

"Isn't that the reason?"

He understands the weaknesses of human nature too well.

"How about... the Curse King's nemesis?"

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The author says:

Writing as an enemy, reading as a lover

Gojo Muneto: Do you like him very much?

Tsukuyomi Tsukumi: I don’t like you anyway