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

"You said, all dead?"

Kazuya Matsushita put his hands behind his back and stared at his subordinates who came to report with hawk-like cold eyes.

The man buried his head, a sense of urgency driving him to respond quickly: "According to the news from the window, the ten high-ranking members of the Panxing Sect were killed last night during a meeting. Not a single one was spared."

"No cursed residue was found at the scene, but the death was extremely tragic, as if some unknown monster had torn the body apart with great force. We have now notified the local police station to cooperate in the investigation."

Waving his hand, Matsushita Kazuya stood at the corridor and said in a deep voice: "Got it, go down."

Tianyuan was fanatically worshipped as a god by them simply because he had survived for thousands of years due to his immortality technique.

They are just a group of unevolved single-celled organisms like Paramecium. They are extremely stupid and it doesn't matter if they die. It won't affect the overall situation.

What he cares about is——

"I... don't have time..."

A red octopus curse spirit half a person's height fell from the eaves above the wooden corridor, mumbling unclear phrases.

This is a cursed Tagore that was formed due to humanity's fear of the ocean. It is actually already in a semi-manifested state, but due to the particularity of its growth, it has not been able to reach the form of a complete special-grade cursed spirit.

The breeze blew through the strands of hair on Matsushita Kazuya's forehead, brushing past a long, ugly seam line that spanned his entire forehead.

He took out a two-finger-wide black seal from his bosom. Only by looking closely could he find that there were deep red filaments as dark as blood lingering inside the seal.

"Unfortunately, no matter how much cursed energy you inject into it, it can only keep you in your full form for 10 minutes at most."

Playing with the ancient seal, Matsushita Kazuya pursed his lips and said, "This is really a failed evolution experiment."

“Click, click…”

The echoing sound of wooden clogs on the bluestone slabs was getting closer and closer. A young girl with white hair mixed with blood, wearing a white two-foot-sleeved dress with purple hakama, but strangely wrapped in a layer of black cassock on the outside, walked slowly towards them.

"You want to make a deal with me?"

Although it was a clear voice like that of a girl, it was strangely mixed with a hint of masculine accent.

"You're here, Riume-chan."

"Chong-"

The ice spike that broke through the air was deflected from its intended direction by a flick of Matsushita Kazuya's sleeves, and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

He coughed lightly and said with a smile: "No kidding, help me try the six eyes of the Gojo family. It would be best if you can kill the astral plasma. I can tell you how to wake up Sukuna."

"You should call me Sukuna-sama."

Rimei had a stern face, as rigid as an antique from two years ago - oh, he was indeed a curse caster from a thousand years ago, and the most loyal servant of the legendary Curse King Ryoumen Sukuna.

However, now he has been incarnated into the body of a young woman, and is running around trying to "resurrect" Sukuna.

"can."

Li Mei still had a serious face, and her voice was as cold as ice. "Do we need to kill him?"

Matsushita Kazuya supported his forehead with one hand and tapped his index finger lightly: "If you can do it, it would be the best."

"But this is the excess, don't force it."

Li Mei turned and left without hesitation: "Stop talking nonsense. If it turns out to be a scam, you know the consequences."

The sound of wooden clogs gradually disappeared outside the gate of the courtyard in the distance. Matsushita Kazuya sighed and shook his head helplessly: "He is an old monster who has lived for a thousand years, but his temper is still so bad. He is not stable at all."

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something and took out a photo from his pocket.

The girl in the photo has bright eyes, white teeth and a sweet smile. Her pair of silver-grey eyes are particularly eye-catching.

"Could it be a coincidence? Hmm... seems to be getting close to the Curse Spirit Manipulator recently."

"Let me think about it. How can I make good use of her?"

……

After massacring all the high-ranking officials at the Panxing Sect headquarters, Huai Liang returned home in a relaxed and happy mood.

After simply packing her luggage, she had a good sleep, and the next day she took a plane to Okinawa to start her vacation.

Originally, she wanted to take the two little boys from the Fushiguro family along as well, but then she recalled the attack on the beach last week and had to give up the idea.

It is now June 2006, 6. From the FB chat with Geto Suguru, she has learned that he and Gojo Satoru have come to Okinawa with the astral plasma and her escort maid.

She had already checked into the hotel they booked a day in advance, and even booked a room on the same floor.

There’s no way, the ability to “predict the future” is just so useful.

For example, at this moment, on a deserted beach on a midsummer night, she was walking barefoot alone along the fine white sand, and soon she "accidentally met" Geto Suguru who was also taking a walk.

Under the dark sky dotted with stars, the sound of the waves and the rustling of the night wind through the coconut trees are intertwined, accompanied by the chirping of unknown insects, creating a quiet melody.

As Geto Suguru looked at the girl walking alone on the beach, his heart rate kept slowing down.

The scene that appeared vaguely in the dream reappeared in my mind.

It seemed as if he had stood beside the beach where the sea breeze was blowing, waiting for such a person to appear.

The difference is that this time, he waited.

"Can't sleep?"

Xia Youjie followed the girl's steps and slowly approached, with a hint of barely perceptible complaint in his voice, "I didn't see you during the day, and you didn't reply to my message."

"what!"

Huailiang pretended to be frightened by the person behind him. He turned around suddenly and found that it was someone he knew. He suddenly smiled and said, "I was scared to death! I was wondering who it was, but it turned out to be Jiejun."

As she spoke, she reached out and gently pushed the other person's arm, seeming to be a little angry, "Next time, don't get so close to me suddenly."

Dazzled by the other person's smile, he was stunned for a moment, then felt ashamed of his own disappointing reaction.

So he straightened his back, distanced himself, and said in a low voice: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Huailiang tilted his head and took the initiative to move closer, carefully distinguishing the other person's expression: "Oh, are you angry?"

"Are you really angry? I didn't mean it. I was too tired from playing yesterday, so I slept in the hotel during the day."

As she spoke, she pulled the hem of the other person's shirt and shook it gently twice, "I didn't mean to ignore your message, so don't be angry with me."

Xia Youjie secretly gathered his strength, constantly telling himself that he should not surrender easily. If he was brushed off by the other party this time, he would definitely dare to do it again next time.

So he just turned his head silently and fixed his gaze on the other person's face full of guilt - but those sparkling eyes clearly revealed cunning.

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Huai Liang immediately changed his strategy.