Curse Returns: What did the human-shaped wishing machine do wrong this time?

Upon seeing the white-haired boy, Rime knew who he was.

He took a step back, and magical power surged in his hand, instantly creating an ice spike emitting a chilling aura in the center of his palm.

"Oh ho! Why are you being so formal? Won't you invite me in for a seat?"

Gojo Satoru's small round sunglasses suddenly slipped off his nose, revealing a pair of bright and beautiful azure eyes. He pointed to the world behind the door, the corners of his mouth curving slightly, seemingly having no intention of fighting.

Rime stared warily at Gojo Satoru, not moving away from his words.

The house behind him contains the vessel for Alluka and Lord Sukuna, which were lost and found again. He cannot allow the tragedy of the past to repeat itself.

Damn six eyes.

In that instant, Rime's heart resonated with Lu Suo's.

He didn't want to say anything more, but instead threw the ice spike in his hand directly towards Gojo Satoru.

The house they lived in was one of Lusuo's many properties, and Rime wasn't worried about having to clean it up if it got damaged.

However, things often develop in ways he doesn't want to. Not to mention that Rime couldn't hit him even when Gojo Satoru was using his limitless technique.

Hearing some strange noises at the door, Alluka rubbed her cheeks and peeked out with some confusion.

"Xiaomei, have we had guests?"

The child's still-childish cheeks looked very soft, and his gray-blue eyes were like gems covered with watermarks, clear and unobstructed.

"Huh? Such a strong aura of cursed spirits."

Gojo Satoru uttered a cryptic remark, and just as Rime attempted to launch a sneak attack with the Ice Condensation Spell, he instantly appeared beside her. With a single punch, he shattered the frost wind that Rime had just gathered in her hand.

"Can't we just talk this out? I don't intend to hit you right now~"

His sunglasses had been taken off at some point, and he stood there, his icy blue eyes staring straight at him.

Rime hesitated for a moment before pulling Alluka behind her.

In that brief moment of hesitation, Gojo Satoru's figure swiftly passed by him, and in the blink of an eye, he was already standing beside Alluka.

He bent down slightly and gently placed his hand on the top of the black-haired child's head, as if stroking Alluka's hair.

"Can you tell me what that thing in your body is?"

Gojo Satoru blinked, rested his chin on one hand, and tucked the other under his arm, staring intently at Alluka for a long while before flashing a bright smile.

The world seen through Liu's eyes is different from that of ordinary people.

In his eyes, the child in front of him had no trace of magical power on him, but his body was surrounded by a thick, almost tangible black magical power.

The cursed power formed a swirling vortex, tightly enveloping the child within it.

This is a child cursed by a super-level vengeful spirit.

This fluctuation of magical power is also very similar to the magical power that caused the upheaval in the world of magic.

They had never noticed the appearance of such a top-tier cursed spirit before; the window and those auxiliary supervisors were truly useless.

Gojo Satoru rubbed his fingertips, carefully examining the cursed spirit before him.

"Huh? Can this uncle see Nanika? That's my sister~"

Alluka tilted her little face up and revealed a very innocent smile.

"Uncle? Am I that young?"

Gojo Satoru looked disgusted as if he had been hit, but then quickly changed his expression and squatted down in front of Alluka with a smile.

"Little friend, do you know what your sister has done? Many people have died because of her!"

Gojo Satoru spent an entire night searching the whole of Tokyo and finally found the house by following the direction of the curse.

He had assumed that the curse master who had killed so many people must be a vicious middle-aged man or a wicked female curse master who had been provoked.

But all of this was overturned when he met Alluka.

He never imagined that the culprit who caused the upheaval in the entire world of sorcery was just a child. Even the androgynous, short, stout man beside him was more convincing than this child to be the murderer.

Looking into those clear, untroubled grey-blue eyes, Gojo Satoru temporarily put aside his urge to attack.

"Enlightenment..."

When Xia Youjie rushed over, he saw Wutiao Wuzheng squatting there, staring at a child.

"Jay, come quick! This little kid is the murderer who killed all those rotten oranges!"

He reached out and patted Alluka's soft hair.

Alluka rolled her round eyes and gave Xia Youjie a big smile.

"Hello, Uncle Liu Hai~"

To distinguish between Gojo Satoru and Natsume Yuuki, Alluka added the more distinctive bangs to Natsume Yuuki's name as a code name.

"This fluctuation of magical power..."

Xia Youjie didn't care about the title. When he came in front of Alluka, he noticed the fluctuation of the curse power and his eyes sharpened instantly.

The bodies in the college are still lined up. So many high-ranking officials have died at once. Their families don't even know which of their own adults are who they are. They can't even hold a funeral. And the murderer is actually the child in front of us? Will anyone really believe it if this gets out?

"Kid, you still haven't answered my question. Do you know your sister killed so many people?"

Gojo Satoru said with a smile.

"I know, Nanica just took what was due."

Alluka blinked her round, cat-like eyes and tilted her head in confusion.

His tone was both innocent and cruel, as if he were genuinely puzzled as to why Gojo Satoru would ask such a question.

"...Perhaps I may ask his age?"

Hearing this answer, Xia Youjie felt a chill in his heart. He pointed at Alluka and asked Rime, who was clearly a spy.

Why should I tell you?

Rime looked warily at the two sorcerers in front of her.

He fought against the Six-Eyed One a thousand years ago.

To break through that troublesome limitless power, one needs to use domain extension, but Rime, who has relied on spells for many years, is not very good at close combat. He might be able to put up a fight against Gojo Satoru, but now there's another spell manipulation technique.

Rime cursed Fuhesh'er's ancestors for eighteen generations in his mind once again.

"Hmm~ Are there any guests?"

As the atmosphere grew tense, Yuji Itadori, yawning, walked out wearing cartoon pajamas and slippers.

"elder brother!"

Upon seeing Hisahito Itadori, Alluka happily pounced on him.

"No way, I haven't brushed my teeth yet!"

Yujin deliberately turned his face to the side, not wanting to stick close to his younger brother.

"I won't look down on my brother!"

Alluka rubbed her head against Hisahito's neck, the fluffy ends of her hair tickling him and making him giggle.

Wu Tiao Wu and Xia Youjie, who were watching, were completely confused.

How could a child possibly blend the contradictory qualities of innocence and cruelty to such an extreme?