Chapter 49

"Let me try if the flames of death can burn it to death."

“kufufufu…”

When he said this, Rokudo Mukuro's tone carried a hint of pleasure.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help but retort, "Can you stop laughing? It's creepy."

Rokudo Mukuro ignored the tasteless person.

Provoked by many people, the cursed spirit finally couldn't resist and pounced on them.

Rokudo Mukuro remained calm and used his trident to repel it. The cursed spirit retreated a few steps, leaving deep marks on the ground. At this moment, he did not have the Vongola Rings in his hand, but his control over the Dying Will Flame did not diminish; the Dying Will Flame slowly covered the entire trident.

Xia Youjie seemed to suddenly remember something, and while enjoying Rokudo Mukuro's battle, he asked, "By the way, do we need to set up an account?"

"It's too late now, isn't it?" Gojo Satoru shrugged.

"Too."

The fight has already begun, the floor is completely destroyed, and it wasn't even started by the two of them. Even if they were to pay compensation, they wouldn't be found.

"What are those magical flames on his body?" Xia Youjie asked the magical six-eyed creature with a curious expression.

The magical six-eyed man pushed up his slipping small round sunglasses. "This flame is a unique power hidden in his body, just like a curse, something everyone is born with."

"Then... can we learn that too?"

"I'll ask later."

As the two troubled children prepared to learn the secrets of magic, Rokudo Mukuro sized up the ugly cursed spirit. Since it was immune to physical attacks, he could only resort to magical means.

The repelled cursed spirit remained unfazed, its sharp claws itching to strike again. "...Die, fall..."

The ward wasn't large, and even felt a bit crowded because of the many people, but the cursed spirit was no small creature either. Its ferocious appearance and swift speed gave one the illusion that it could crush someone at any moment.

The hoarse, malevolent voice of the cursed spirit echoed in the ward, sending chills down one's spine.

However, the people standing in front of the Cursed Spirit Forest were completely unaffected.

The cursed spirit's enormous body instantly approached Rokudo Mukuro, enveloping him in its shadow.

The innocent tennis boys' pupils constricted, their hearts pounding in their throats. They wanted to warn Rokudo Mukuro to be careful, but their bodies were immobilized by the powerful pressure.

"Kufufufu... Are you in such a hurry to die?"

Rokudo Mukuro's smile remained unchanged as he used his trident to block the cursed spirit's attack.

Then, with the agility of a feline, he leaped high into the air and kicked at the sharp claws that were swinging at him. The cursed spirit, unable to strike, roared and attacked again.

Rokudo Mukuro used the momentum to change his posture in mid-air, and lightly landed on the Cursed Spirit. Before the Cursed Spirit could react, the trident covered in death flames swiftly pierced into the Cursed Spirit's body.

A smile played on his lips, but his eyes were filled with a sharp killing intent. The pineapple leaves fluttering in the air drew a graceful arc, and coupled with his handsome half-squatting posture, he looked absolutely stunning!

The cursed spirit felt the pain and shook its body with all its might, trying to shake off Rokudo Mukuro and tear the person who hurt it to pieces, but Rokudo Mukuro did not give it the chance.

He stood up with ease, his hands moving as if nothing had happened, and he even had the leisure to talk to Gojo Satoru and Natsumi Yuki. He glanced at the two who were watching the commotion.

"So the Death Flame really can harm these cursed spirits."

The two high school students were also very supportive:

"Wow, that's amazing! Can you teach us later, Rokudo-kun?"

"Rokudo-kun's pose just now was really cool, only slightly less so than Gojo Satoru-sama's~"

"Kufufufu..." Rokudo Mukuro was very pleased with the two people's praise and completely ignored Gojo Satoru's half-sentence.

"This cursed spirit has really thick skin." If it weren't for the sharpness of his trident, his strength, and the added boost from the Death Flame, he would have had to put in a lot more effort.

The tennis boy, who had finally found his voice, looked worried. In the end, it was Kirihara Akaya, who was most familiar with Rokudo Mukuro, who said loudly, "Rokudo-senpai, be careful and concentrate!"

The cursed spirit was struggling desperately, and Rokudo Mukuro was standing on top of it, maintaining his position only by the trident inserted into the cursed spirit's body. The scene looked dangerous no matter how you looked at it.

Despite being reminded by the seaweed, Rokudo Mukuro's face remained expressionless. He dodged an attack from the cursed spirit's claws by turning his head, a hint of madness in his eyes.

"kufufufu...fall into hell, and then... perish."

Such a thing is not worthy of reincarnation.

As soon as he finished speaking, the indigo flames spread from the spot where Rokudo Mukuro had pierced the trident, instantly engulfing the entire cursed spirit.

The cursed spirit let out a painful roar, but a second later it turned into pale blue mist and disappeared into the air.

As the cursed spirit dissipated, Rokudo Mukuro landed lightly on the ground.

"Shouldn't we have some applause now?" Gojo Satoru said loudly, with one arm around Natsumi Yuuki's shoulder.

Upon hearing this, Xia Youjie extended one of his hands and clapped along with Wujiao Wu's other hand.

Some of the tennis boys standing nearby clapped along, looking a bit dazed, while others, to avoid embarrassment, simply went along with the clapping and joined in the atmosphere.

For a moment, applause rang out in the ward.

Most people would have been so embarrassed they'd dug a castle out of their toes by now. But Rokudo Mukuro wasn't an ordinary person. He accepted the applause with a clear conscience and even feigned humility, saying, "That cursed spirit was utterly vulnerable."

"But this ward..."

The next second, the previously messy and dilapidated ward was instantly restored to its original bright and clean state.

Wow, that's amazing. If I could learn that...

Xia Youjie exclaimed with admiration, "Illusion magic is so convenient! Six Paths, can we learn it?" He really wanted to learn illusion magic. Before, after fighting with Wu, he always faced Moth's wrath, had to clean up the damaged playground equipment, and then had to write self-criticisms. If he could learn illusion magic, he would never have these troubles again.

Gojo Satoru also thought of this. Skipping class wouldn't get him caught, fighting wouldn't get him scolded, and if he could conjure up a real Kikufuku, that would be even better. In short, once he learned illusion magic, his happiness index would definitely skyrocket.

“Learning illusion magic requires strong mental power, and I think he has the most talent.” Rokudo Mukuro looked at Yukimura Seiichi in the crowd. He had noticed this when he approached the ward; Yukimura Seiichi's mental power was extremely strong, definitely a good candidate for learning illusion magic. And then there was that white-haired guy who looked exactly like a fox—Niou Masaharu.

Xia Youjie wasn't disappointed. Learning anything always requires talent, and it was a good thing that Yukimura Seiichi could learn. In his view, their world and this world were merging, and these tennis boys would most likely become their companions. If necessary, they could always ask him for help later.

No matter how strong his will or how mature his mind, Yukimura Seiichi couldn't keep up with the pace of this rapid change. He had only been sick and hospitalized for a few months, so why did the world seem so unfamiliar?

Cursed spirits? Cursed power? Deathly flames? Illusions? And more importantly, world fusion? What on earth is all this?

Xia Youjie noticed Yukimura Seiichi's confusion and kindly explained some relevant information to him again.

"So, because of the fusion of the world, we have all awakened our magical powers and can see the spirits. Moreover, we all have the potential to become sorcerers." Yukimura Seiichi frowned slightly. He had already seen what the spirits were like, and he couldn't imagine his group of simple-minded members fighting to the death with these monsters.

"Cursed spirits are created from human negative emotions, right?" Yukimura Seiichi then asked.

Xia Youjie nodded.

Gojo Satoru immediately stepped forward, "The level one cursed spirit that was bothering you before was created because of someone else's jealousy and hatred towards you."

"Child of God, you have been cursed!"

Upon hearing this, the faces of the tennis club members turned sour. They had never known that the jealousy of others could be so terrifying.

Yukimura Seiichi smiled slightly and said, "A mediocre person is one who is not envied."

“Yes, that’s right.” His subordinates echoed.

"If others are jealous of you, it means you are outstanding; if others are jealous of you and curse you, it only shows their incompetence."

Rokudo Mukuro also smiled and exclaimed, "You're really confident."

Yukimura Seiichi gave Rokudo Mukuro a grateful smile, after all, it was he who had destroyed the cursed spirit.

“The most important thing now is what you just said,” Yukimura said, his smile fading and his expression turning serious. “Human emotions such as jealousy, resentment, and fear are completely uncontrollable and endless. So, will cursed spirits also never be completely eradicated?”

As expected of Yukimura Seiichi, he immediately grasped the crux of the problem.

Rokudo Mukuro had long recognized this problem; from a young age, he had a profound understanding of human nature. The human heart is ugly, and humanity is full of evil; only a few flowers can bloom in the mire. Thinking about it this way, being one of the few sorcerers is truly tragic!

Endless battles, constantly emerging cursed spirits, protecting the humans who can generate cursed spirits... If it were him, he would have long ago returned to his old ways and destroyed the world.

“Yes,” Xia Youjie nodded again, “so we hope you can become our companions and become sorcerers to protect ordinary people.”

Gojo Satoru listened to his best friend's righteous argument with some impatience, but did not refute him in front of others.

"And what about sorcerers?" Yukimura Seiichi asked pointedly, "What kind of protection do you sorcerers have for your lives? Are there any relevant departments that provide you with assistance?"

Xia Youjie hadn't expected that a junior high student in his third year of junior high could ask so many mature questions, and each one was spot on.

“Let me tell you, let me tell you,” Gojo Satoru raised his hand and said loudly, “The world of jujutsu is rotten to the core these days. A bunch of rotten old men are maintaining a rotten rule. It’s disgusting.”

"As high school students, just because we're the strongest, we get a ton of exorcism missions for me and Jepa every day. I'm practically a corporate slave in the prime of my youth..." Gojo Satoru complained incessantly about the higher-ups.

"Kufufu... Since you are the strongest, didn't you ever think about killing them all and ruling the entire jutsu world yourselves?" Rokudo Mukuro, who had always dreamed of eliminating all the Mafia in the world, asked, completely bewildered.

"Huh??"

The crowd gasped in surprise.

Gojo Satoru and Natsume were able to find a new path because Rokudo Mukuro had opened it up for them.

The tennis players were shocked by Rokudo Mukuro's lawless and criminal language.

Rokudo Mukuro suddenly remembered that these were all children, and changed his tune, saying, "Didn't you think about calling the police? You two are both minors, aren't you? Illegally employing child labor is a crime, punishable by fines or life imprisonment."

The tennis players were dumbfounded. The change was too fast! Before, he was a demon king who had wiped out everyone, but now he was a righteous messenger contributing to world peace.

Gojo Satoru and Natsume couldn't help but nod. These were paths they had never considered. Rather than being oppressed, they should take charge of their own lives. Those old geezers were all looking out for their own interests and didn't treat sorcerers like human beings at all. What use were they?

Even for the sake of stability in the sorcery world, we could call the police first, cause them some trouble, and improve the treatment of junior sorcerers.

Gojo Satoru and Natsume Yuuki stared at Rokudo Mukuro with bright eyes. What a great guy!

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Author's note: The worldview of Curse Returns is truly despairing.

A new novel by Wu Xia, titled "Xia You-kun's Love Story," has been started. It aims to adapt the original work by Dao Ren. Those interested can add it to their favorites.

Pen refill~