[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

The scene in front of his eyes went dark and bright, and Huai Liang quickly adapted to the dim candlelight in the room.

A handsome face with a mixture of surprise, doubt and joy appeared in front of her.

"Yes...you are...Huailiang?"

The scorching heat covered Huailiang's right wrist. She lowered her head slightly and found that it had been held by Fushiguro Shin's lightly calloused hand without her knowing when.

A slight itchiness brought Huai Liang back to her senses. She first looked at the witch's costume she was wearing inconspicuously, and after making sure there was nothing wrong, she nodded.

This "game system" really should not be underestimated, and it actually allowed her to travel into this strange and alien world.

"It's me, Shen Er."

A translation package was also given as a gift. Although Fushiguro Shigeki was speaking a strange language system of Japan, she was able to understand it without any obstacles.

Even the Japanese language she spoke was as fluent as the mother tongue of the Chinese communities, without any hesitation. I guess it was upgraded from the 'Meeting' function.

"Liang-chan, it's really you!"

Fushiguro Shigeru did not let go of his hand. Instead, he stood up and closed the distance between them.

The emerald green eyes seemed to have seen a rare treasure, glowing hotly under the dim candlelight.

Huai Liang frowned: "Yes, that's right, it's me, can you let go of your hand first?"

It’s not that she’s shy, but because of the screen between us, her mentality is completely different.

I always feel like I'm still playing a strategy game, and I can't fully treat Fushiguro Shiori as a real "person".

But now it was different. The hand around her wrist was warm, and the boy's face looked excited and happy.

In this enclosed and silent space, she could even hear the other person's heart beating wildly.

There has never been a moment like this that made her realize clearly that for more than a month, she had been entangled with the person in front of her.

The girl's clear voice swirled into Fushiguro's ears. He was at a loss for a moment, and then, as if awakened from a sweet dream, he found his voice again: "Ah? Oh, okay."

"Have you had dinner yet, Ryou-chan?"

Realizing his own gaffe and rash behavior, he subconsciously turned his head away, trying to cover it up a little.

But the ecstasy that was surging in his chest was not something he could control, and he had to stop himself.

He stared into those silver-grey eyes without missing a beat, mumbling non-stop: "I haven't eaten either, do you want to join me?"

"My cooking skills are pretty good, and I have saved a little money these days, which is enough to improve my life."

At this point, he paused and said, "It's just that I don't have a refrigerator here. It's summer now, and the food can't be kept... You can go to the kitchen and get some back."

Huailiang felt a little uncomfortable belatedly, but the strangeness disappeared when he saw Fushiguro Shigeki suddenly become "busy".

She concentrated her mind and remembered that her original intention of coming here was to win the other party's favor, so she curled her lips and said, "But I can't be invisible now."

"It's getting late. Why don't you go get some ready-made food and cook it later."

The moment Huailiang saw Fushiguro Shigeu, he noticed an abrupt green icon in his field of vision, which was slowly turning red from top to bottom at a snail's pace.

She guessed that this should be the 'return' button. When it turns completely red, she will return to the world she originally was in.

"Okay, wait for me for a while, I'll be back soon."

Fuguro Shier hurried out of the camphor door as if he had received some irresistible command, but after taking two steps, he turned back hesitantly, "You will wait here for me to come back, right?"

He barely concealed his fear like a frightened bird and repeatedly asked the other party for confirmation.

Ask for a positive answer, "Yes, right? What do you like to eat?"

Of course, it also contains some unspeakable little thoughts.

He has discovered that Huai Liang seems to know him particularly well, and has grasped his background and daily preferences to perfection.

He also wanted to know what she liked...and how to please her better.

"I like fresh food and I can handle spicy food. My taste is similar to yours."

Huailiang sat down in front of the low table, poured himself a cup of tea, and then waved at him, "Go quickly and come back soon."

Fushiguro Shige's cheeks suddenly flushed red. He could see clearly that the other person was holding the teacup that he usually used to drink water.

This... isn't this a bit too intimate? Does she mind?

The girl's fair face exudes a breathtaking beauty under the candlelight.

The loose shrine maiden's costume wrapped around her slender yet resilient body, and she looked hazy and seemed not to be a real person.

At this moment, he began to feel annoyed about the simplicity of the house.

He has never cared about external material enjoyment. After all, without magic and spell power, he is the lowest person in the Zen family, despised by everyone.

But after he rescued two second-level sorcerers from the Zenyuan family a few months ago, life has become a little better.

Although most of the time he still ignored him——

But at least there were no more people coming to cause trouble for him.

Under such circumstances, he obviously had no intention of improving the house to make it more livable, because in his heart, he would not stay here for long.

And the old Zen temple house is not his home.

However, at this moment, when he saw the girl in a white dress and a red skirt sitting in front of a low table with a lame leg, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of shame.

It’s not that she feels inferior because of her current difficult life, but she feels that...she deserves a better life.

"Then I'll be leaving first. Wait for me. I'll be back soon."

Huailiang looked at the other person, who seemed to have made up his mind and was about to go out, and he was a little confused.

No, I'm just going to get some food, is there any need to act like this?

Her slender knuckles tapped the tabletop in a rhythmic rhythm as she looked around curiously.

Although the layout was exactly the same as what she had seen in the 'game', the real object appeared more detailed.

The biggest difference comes from 'touch'.

She could pour herself a cup of tea easily, and could also feel the rough texture of the wooden table rubbing against her fingertips, which brought her itchy sensation.

——Everything seems so real.

……

Fushiguro Shigeu almost ran at full speed, carrying a basket of food boxes, and quickly returned to the courtyard of my humble garden.

Thanks to heaven and curse, all of his body's functions and talents are at the highest level.

His excellent explosive power and balance allow him to return in a very short time.

And not a drop of the soup in the food box was spilled.

He stood in front of the camphor door, took a few deep breaths of the hot air, and then slowly pushed the door open.

What caught his eye was the image of a girl holding a newly purchased book and quietly flipping through it.

A huge feeling of happiness filled his swollen chest, but the next second, after seeing the words on the book cover, all the "peaceful days" disappeared in an instant.

Fushiguro Shige's Adam's apple rolled twice rapidly, and the large words "108 Tips for Love" on the spine of the book burned his eyes like hot flint.

No, he had clearly hidden this book under his pillow as a bedtime reading, how could she have found it?

When he put the food box on the table, Fushiguro's face turned as red as the plate of sugar-coated tomatoes on the wooden table.

He said hesitantly, "Well, let's eat first."

Huailiang read the last section of "Kissing Tips" with great interest, then calmly closed the book and put it aside.

She looked into those rippling green eyes with a smile: "Oh, you're back so soon."

"Shin'er, you are really hardworking. When I was busy outside, I also studied hard."

She emphasized the word "study" very heavily, and between her lips and teeth, there was a hint of ridicule in her tone.

Mixed with the other party's lazy and drawn-out voice, a thrilling shudder suddenly exploded from Fushiguro Shige's back spine and spread to every part of his limbs like an electric shock.

"Well."

The black head, which was already drooping, was almost buried in the bowl.

He swallowed the white rice without hesitation, not realizing that this was a meaningful teasing from the other party.