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

"Grandpa! Brother!!"

When two familiar figures appeared in the entryway, the instant eye contact with loved ones was like finding a flower in full bloom in a barren snowfield.

The black-haired child waved his hand, his face gradually radiating the most dazzling light.

This is the first time he has been away from home for such a long time since he was born.

Overjoyed at the long-awaited reunion, Alluka ran over as fast as she could, almost stumbling and falling because she wasn't paying attention to her footing.

"Hey! Don't run so fast..."

"Little brother! I'm here!"

Unlike Alluka, Hisahito Itadori's athletic ability was at the other extreme. He caught Alluka when she almost fell, and the two children happily held hands and spun around a few times.

Itadori Yasuke stepped forward and stroked Alluka's soft black hair, taking a long time to recover from his overwhelming excitement and affection.

He hadn't seen him for only a few days, but he felt his grandson had become thinner from the suffering he had endured there...

Seeing the two children playing happily in the room, Rimei didn't disturb them and closed the door with peace of mind.

He arrived at a very remote laboratory.

The room was dark and quiet, with the lights off.

An ordinary-looking man was tied up in the center of the room, the dim moonlight casting a grayish-white shadow on his face through the window.

"What are you going to do?!"

When facing the curse master, Rime's expression was not as warm as when facing Alluka. He grabbed the curse master's chin, thought for two seconds, and then took out a glass bottle from his pocket.

The curse master sensed something was wrong; his body trembled uncontrollably, and his usually arrogant eyes now betrayed a deep sense of panic.

"Heh, you really intend to let them suffer?"

A barely audible laugh came from the shadows.

A black figure appeared behind the operating machine at some point. Backlit, the person's face was shrouded in darkness. Rime looked up and met a pair of smiling eyes that held a hint of malice.

Following Rime's gaze, he emerged from the shadows, his face rather ordinary, the most striking feature being the ring of stitches around the top of his head.

"Aren't they all your children? Are they ranked from highest to lowest ability?"

As if he had expected him to come, Rime broke the glass bottle containing the cursed object in his hand without changing his expression, revealing an unidentified substance filled with viscous liquid inside.

As he moved, the liquid dripped continuously downwards.

Upon seeing the strange thing, the curse master's pupils involuntarily contracted. Having experimented on ordinary people for many years, he knew what he was about to face.

The two people in front of him were actually planning to use him as a vessel for some kind of cursed object.

His expression froze halfway through, turning into a deathly pale terror. He wanted to retreat, to escape, but the restraints on his body prevented him from taking a single step back.

He shook his head violently, only to see the cursed object getting closer and closer to his mouth.

"They're all failures, it's a wonder you even thought of them."

Lu Suo gave a light hum, not stopping Ri Mei's actions, but rather curiously wanting to see what the failed product would look like after being fleshed.

The so-called extremely evil curse master Kamo Noriyuki was just an identity of Rōsō more than a hundred years ago, and the Nine Phases of the Cursed Embryo was just a mixture of cursed spirits and humans that he created hundreds of years later after being inspired in the Heian period.

However, the Nine Phases of the Cursed Embryo Diagram was a failure and did not achieve the experimental results he wanted. What he actually wanted most was the cursed spirit on Alluka, but the situation back then had changed, and now he could no longer take action.

Considering their current situation, Ryosaku casually changed the subject: "The higher-ups in the jutsu world were planning to keep that child as a tool for making wishes, but Gojo Satoru refused."

Lu Suo can't help but laugh when this is mentioned.

He had always loathed Six Eyes, but he never expected that one day he would find himself on the same page with him.

He didn't want Alluka to become a worshipped being like she was in the Fujiwara Hokuke family, as that wouldn't fit the prosperous era of sorcery he desired.

"Oh? He actually has that idea?"

Rime's attitude toward Gojo Satoru was somewhat strange, but he still didn't stop what he was doing and stuffed the cursed object into the curse master's mouth.

The cursed item turned into cursed power upon entering the mouth and was absorbed by the curse master.

Under the watchful eyes of Rime and Luso, the curse master nervously tried to choke himself.

Painful howls kept escaping from his mouth.

His eyes began to swell with blood, and the fragile capillaries were clearly visible in the whites of his eyes. Those blood vessels burst open, and blood kept rolling down his eye sockets.

A disproportionately terrifying bulge appeared beneath the curse master's frail body. He tried to break free from this restraint, but was gradually overwhelmed by a suffocating feeling. Every cell in his body trembled, his blood boiled, and his muscles were torn apart and regrown.

I don't know how much time passed, but when all I could see was darkness.

The curse master in front of me had changed into a completely different form.

Her hair was styled in messy, frizzy pigtails; her skin was pale and gloomy; her eyes were listless and had heavy dark circles; and there was a black curse mark across her nose.

"Who are you? Where are my brothers?"

I'm a little unsure of the current state of the swelling caused by the first rebirth of flesh.

"Oh, here it is."

Rime gave the remaining few of the nine phase diagrams to the expansion phase.

"What is your purpose?"

Zhang Xiang gently took his younger brothers and placed them in his arms. Although none of them had survived, he knew that someone had a purpose in making him suffer.

"I just wanted you to protect a small child. As for your younger brothers... it's best to leave them alone for now."

The reason Rime only chose the leader of the Nine Phases Diagram is because the Nine Phases Diagram is arranged to represent the nine stages after a person dies. The earlier the Nine Phases Diagram is, the stronger it is and the more human-like it looks, while the later the Nine Phases Diagram is, the weaker it is and the less human-like it is.

Unlike cursed spirits, those with physical bodies have a physical form that can be seen by humans.

Li Mei couldn't even imagine what a terrible scene it would become if the Nine Phases Diagram were completely exposed to flesh.

He only thought of Tōsō's previous works because he was overwhelmed with other things. If all of them were released, he felt that old man Itadori Yasuke would probably die on the spot.

"All right."

He had a bloated, world-weary look on his face. Now that his younger brothers were all in his hands, he didn't have much else to do, so he decided to go out and see the world with this person.

Lu Suo left when the swelling phase appeared. His identity was somewhat inappropriate. He left after watching the excitement. If any trouble were to arise, Li Mei would probably tear him apart.

Rime returned to the Itsuji family home with his homeless, bloated appearance.

Before even opening the door, a harmonious scene could be seen through the glass window illuminated by the light.

The two children sat obediently at the table waiting for their grandfather to serve them the food. Hisahito Itadori even gave a shrimp from his plate to Alluka.

Just as Rime was about to push open the door, she heard sobbing beside her.

He turned his head somewhat bewildered and saw that the man's swollen eyes were already filled with tears.

"...What are you doing?"

Rimei was somewhat confused.

Isn't he a top-tier cursed artifact? Why is he crying before he's even done anything?

"It's nothing, I was just touched by their brotherhood."

Zhang Xiang wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and at that moment he thought of his eight younger brothers.