After listening to Gojo Satoru and the others' explanation, Yagami Masamichi, not wanting any accidents to happen, went to Alluka to test the rules regarding his wish.

The request that Yae Masakazu made after Xia Youjie was the same as the price Xia Youjie paid—just a simple request like a compliment or a pat on the head.

Knowing that the price would be paid by the next person, Moth Lord didn't dare to make any excessive wishes. After thinking for a while, he asked what exactly caused the cursed spirit to be created.

Cursed spirits are the excretions of negative human emotions, a polymer of cursed power that ordinary people cannot control.

The life of a cursed spirit is unremarkable; it simply follows its instincts from birth, wandering, devouring, causing chaos, and then being exorcised by humans.

There are many kinds of cursed spirits: imaginary cursed spirits, cursed vengeful spirits, and cursed spirits simply created out of fear of something.

There are also differences between different spirits. The spirit in this child's body has thoughts, can communicate, and can use positive energy that is different from other spirits.

Because of the child, and because the cursed spirit doesn't actively attack people, they didn't intend to eliminate it. However, if possible, the Night Moth Path still wanted to find out the cause of the cursed spirit's existence before helping Alluka break the curse.

They want to help Alluka return to a normal life.

"I have no idea……"

Amidst the moth's anxious anticipation, and in the silence, the dark, cursed spirit suddenly uttered a sound...

She seemed bewildered, her empty features blank for a few moments, and there was a brief pause between her words and sentences, making one's heart skip a beat.

Nanika didn't know how she came into being; she and Alluka had been closely entwined since birth, and she couldn't answer this human's question.

Her voice was very soft, and after responding, she withdrew her thick and massive magical power.

Alluka, who was of one mind and one heart, was switched back, and a look of bewilderment unconsciously appeared between his brows.

He didn't quite understand why these adults were asking that question.

Even the confusion that unconsciously showed in his eyes was full of obedience and docility.

Seeing their reaction, Masamichi Yamo sighed and gently patted Alluka's head.

"It's okay, child, everything will be alright."

Once he determined that the cursed spirit on Alluka would only harm people when they refused her, Masamichi Yagami began preparing his mission report.

The supervisory department is pressing them urgently. They know that Gao Zhuanfang brought back two somewhat strange children, but the specific investigation results are still unknown.

After thinking for a moment, Masamichi Noi cut out some of the details and only emphasized that someone's failed wish led to the death of a senior executive in the director's department.

He wanted to exclude Alluka from the incident of the high-level death, but there were too many people from the director's office who came and went at the high school. They couldn't even deceive themselves, and it would be safer to reveal the child's abilities.

"I'll just go and pay it."

As Masamichi Yagami's face was filled with worry, Satoru Gojo snatched the report, crumpled the papers, and stuffed them into his pocket.

"...Enlightenment?"

Nocturnal Elephant was somewhat puzzled.

"Well, I brought that child back with me, didn't I? It would be so tragic if those rotten oranges grabbed him and used him as a wish-granting machine, wouldn't it?"

Gojo Satoru crossed his arms in front of his chest and said nonchalantly.

Both he and Moth felt that, given the way those higher-ups in the Directorate General were handling things, Alluka was 99.9% likely to be handed over not to be executed, but rather used as a wish-granting machine to satisfy their personal desires.

Gojo Satoru dislikes righteous arguments and also hates those rotten oranges who use the banner of justice to do things that satisfy their own selfish desires.

Although he disliked Jay's statement that "sorcerers should protect ordinary people," he knew that if the child was taken away, it would most likely be those ordinary people who would bear the consequences.

"Don't worry~ Jay and I are the strongest~"

Gojo Satoru, the sixth-eyed son of the Gojo family, one of the three founding families, naturally had reason to be proud. He simply told the assistant director that the investigation into the causes of death of those high-ranking officials had been completed, and the remaining surviving members of the family couldn't wait to start an online meeting.

They still dare not gather face-to-face with each other.

Xia Youjie didn't want Gojo Satoru to face it alone either. Just as the two of them were arguing with Rotten Orange about the ownership of Alluka, a black figure sneaked into the barrier of the high school.

Unlike normal sorcerers, Ten and the Curse's special constitution allows Fuheishen to move freely within any barrier.

What seemed like an insurmountable barrier to Rime was as easy as drinking water for Fuheshel.

Unlike his previous high spirits, Fuheishen'er had many wounds on his arms and neck. Many of the wounds had almost healed, but some still had obvious bloodstains.

These wounds were only roughly treated, but Fuheishen acted as if nothing had happened, moving with ease and skillfully avoiding the gazes of several passing auxiliary supervisors.

In the college teaching building, Aruyoshi had just seen off the curious Iori Glass.

The older sister was curious about how the healing ability of the cursed spirit differed from her own reversal spell, so she took her lab rat and made a wish.

Not being particularly skilled at healing, Alluka fell asleep unguarded in bed after the treatment.

In her sleep, Alluka was groggily awakened by a voice.

"Get up quickly."

Fuheshchen considered shaking the child awake roughly, but then remembered that the child had been taken to the vocational college because of him.

His remaining conscience made him gently push that small body.

"...Uncle Fukuro?"

Alluka has a good temper. She wasn't angry at being woken up. She just rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked on with innocent curiosity about how Fukushiro ended up here.

"I'm going to take you away. Don't make a sound during this time."

Fuheishen twitched the corners of his mouth and said in a somewhat fierce tone.

He considered picking up the little devil and leaving, but he was moving very fast, and who knew if the little devil would wake up and start yelling halfway there, which would only make things worse.

"Are we going to see my brother and Xiaomei?"

Upon hearing the word "leave," Alluka was no longer sleepy. He sat up, leaning forward unconsciously, his eyes sparkling as he looked at the black-haired man.

"Ah, so don't mess with me."

Fu Heishen responded listlessly, hoisted the person onto his shoulder, and jumped out of the window.

Logically speaking, this child's body also has zero curse power, so the advanced barrier had no effect on him before that cursed spirit appeared.

Instead of heading straight for the entrance to the high school, Fuheshel led Alluka in the opposite direction, stopping and starting along the way, until they arrived at a secluded house.

I had only been at Alluka College for a short time and didn't know what these things represented.

He watched curiously as the black-haired uncle stole several transparent glass bottles containing strange things and stuffed them into the mouth of the ugly insect. Then he watched as the uncle picked up several crooked, finger-like things wrapped with seals and put them down again.

After doing all this, without alerting anyone, the black-haired man lured Alluka out of the high school.

Fuhesh did not bring Alluka back to Sendai.

The address of the Huzhang family is publicly available. If he takes the person back, isn't he just sending people back to their doorstep again?

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