Chapter 18 Who is looking at me? "Hey, you guys are going out...
"Hey, are you guys going on a mission?" Suzuki Kawa was still squatting in the corner of the outer wall of the Fushiguro family, holding up his cell phone and talking to the person on the other end, his eyes fixed on the mark that exuded an ominous aura.
Hearing the answer from the other side, Suzuki Chuan showed a proud smile and said: "Hey, I have a day off today, come on!"
The faint sound of a puppy barking could be heard from the other end, and Suzuki Chuan's smile faltered: "You also brought Xiaobai with you."
"Yes, it wanted to follow on its own." Megumi Fushiguro said as she looked at Xiaobai who was held in Yuji Itadori's arms.
Suzuki Kawa said he understood, and continued to talk to Fushiguro Megumi about Fushiguro Miki: "You actually hid such a big thing from me. Why didn't you send her to the hospital for care when she was unconscious?"
Fushiguro Megumi remained silent, turned her back to avoid the gaze of her peers, and said to Suzuki Kawa, "Tsumiki's problem is most likely not related to her body... There's nothing to be found during the examination."
“Is that so? Then the coma was caused by something unnatural. Huihui, do you mind if I observe you for a while? Hey—”
"?What are you doing?"
"Climb over the wall. No one in your house will come to open the door." Suzuki Kawa jumped to the ground, staggered, and almost fell flat on his face.
Fushiguro Megumi took a breath, pressed her solar plexus, and decided to complete the task first before telling Suzuki Kawa about Tsumeki's situation.
After hanging up the phone, he looked at the crying woman over there, and his colleague who was holding Xiaobai to comfort the woman, and a bad premonition vaguely arose in his heart.
Was it an illusion? Perhaps because of the questions Ogawa asked Tsumiki, he felt a little uneasy.
The sky had become completely gloomy, and a gray atmosphere filled the air. The heavy dampness almost wove into an invisible gauze, wrapping around people's facial features and making it difficult to breathe.
The smell of curse was thick, and the juvenile detention center building stood under the gray sky. Ichichi muttered something, and a "tent" fell.
Megumi Fushiguro frowned slightly and summoned the jade dog. Yuji Itadori walked over. Xiaobai was very excited when he saw the jade dog and shouted that he wanted to ride it too.
Meeting the jade dog's eager gaze, Fushiguro Megumi nodded helplessly. Xiaobai jumped out of Yuji Itadori's arms and immediately stood on the jade dog's head.
It's quite harmonious to see the jade dog carrying a small Maltese dog on its head.
"Now, let's go!" Yuji Itadori was still very enthusiastic about the mission.
In the Fushiguro family's courtyard, Suzuki Kawa suddenly looked up at the gradually darkening weather and said, "Is it going to rain? It was fine this morning."
The weather this season is really terrible.
Suzuki Kawa sighed. His psychic eye remained attached to his left eye. He looked around the yard again and didn't see any trace of resentful spirits.
Cloudy days are prone to attracting ghosts.
In the oppressive air, it seemed as if something was about to break out of the ground. Suzuki Kawa looked at the sky again, feeling a little puzzled.
He walked to the front of the house, entered the password, the door opened, and a breeze blew in from inside, probably because Megumi Fushiguro did not close all the windows before leaving.
The room was already getting dark. Suzuki Kawa raised his hand to turn on the light. There was silence all around him. He felt a little scared and swallowed.
Huihui said that Sister Tsumiki was unconscious, and she must be in the room upstairs.
After Suzuki Kawa closed the door and turned on the lights, the room became much brighter. The living room was visibly full of life, part of which was brought by Suzuki Kawa.
The tip of his nose twitched, and he keenly sensed the presence of something. The color of his psychic eyes deepened again, sweeping across the living room. A blue flame ignited and landed on Suzuki Kawa's shoulder.
The young man with a crew cut frowned, looking a bit more surly, especially the slightly reflective eyebrow studs on his deep eyebrows, which made him look even more difficult to mess with.
You could see the golden stubble on the top of his head and the straight bridge of his nose. The young man was uneasy and walked around the living room, but found nothing.
The feeling of being spied on was like damp seaweed wrapping around his limbs. Even though the window was open and moisture was blowing in, Suzuki Kawa felt the air was thin and he could hardly breathe.
There must be something strange here!
The psychic eyes can't see anything, and the physical sensations are obviously very different, but the psychic eyes appear normal. This is the most creepy thing.
Suzuki Kawa stood in front of the stairs, looking at the dim passage, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and hesitated for a second.
A heavy metal song sounded, with the volume turned up to the maximum. Suzuki Kawa suddenly felt much more at ease and ran upstairs.
The window at the end of the corridor leading up to the stairs was open. As soon as he went up, a cool breeze blew. Suzuki Kawa shrank his neck, walked to the window at the end of the corridor, and looked outside.
It was drizzling, Suzuki Kawa watched for a while, then closed the window.
He turned around and saw his phone still playing music, but he was stunned.
After realizing something, his pupils shrank.
The light in the living room downstairs was on, and the residual light would illuminate half of the stairs, but now, the stairs were completely dark - why was the light in the living room out?
The closing of the windows plunged the entire second floor into darkness.
The raindrops hit the glass, Suzuki Kawa swallowed and his face turned pale.
The music was still playing, but it no longer gave him courage. To his left was Fushiguro Megumi's room, and to his right was Fushiguro Miki's room.
The door of Fushiguro Megumi's room was open. Suzuki Kawa walked into Fushiguro Megumi's room without hesitation and reached out to turn on the light switch, but the light in the room did not respond.
In the darkness, the outlines of the furnishings in the bedroom could be vaguely seen, and they were no different from what I remembered.
The flash had just been turned off in a panic. Suzuki Kawa calmed himself down, lowered his head to operate the screen of his mobile phone, and turned the flash back on.
The floor beneath his feet was illuminated, but Suzuki Kawa froze. The next second, a green flame suddenly spread out, sweeping across the entire bedroom. Now he could see the entire bedroom clearly.
——He also saw the ominous aura that filled the space.
The black fog was floating in a distorted manner, all coming from the tightly closed room of Tsu Miki behind him.
Suzuki Kawa suddenly turned his head and stared at Fushiguro Miki's room.
With a fierce look in her eyes, something really happened to Tsumiki's sister!
He felt his courage surge up in an instant, and left Fushiguro Megumi's room without hesitation. Standing in front of Tsumeki's room, he decisively turned the doorknob.
The wind suddenly blew up, his forehead felt cold, Suzuki Kawa pursed his lips, the blue flame in his left eye leaped up, and he looked at the situation in the room.
To his surprise, the room was calm.
There was no twisted vengeful ghost as he had imagined, but instead there was Fushiguro Miki lying quietly on the bed. The girl had her eyes closed and a peaceful expression on her face. A thin, thick black gas was swirling around her body. If you looked closely, you could find that the black gas seemed to be completing some pattern.
Until the connection is successful, the black energy begins a new round of closed loop.
What's this?
Suzuki Chuan frowned and walked over. Green flames floated around him, swallowing up all the black air.
He stood beside Fushiguro Miki's bed, looking at the black gas, his face changed slightly - there seemed to be fluctuations of cursed energy in it.
Is it a cursed spirit? What I just saw floating in Huihui's room was the aura of a vengeful spirit, but this black air was mixed with cursed energy.
Something is wrong. Something is very wrong.
Suzuki Kawa took two steps back, the cursed power in his hand fluctuating. The system's signal seemed to improve under the intervention of the cursed power, and the scanned information also appeared in time.
[Fushiguro Miki: There's an aura of curse on her, and it seems she's also bound. The client currently has no ability to remove the negative status.]
Is there no way? Suzuki Chuan frowned, and the blue flames circled around him, chewing up the black breath completely.
The complete pattern appeared before his eyes. Suzuki Kawa opened his lips, unable to figure out what this complicated pattern meant.
The rain outside the window was getting heavier, and the house was flashing with green light, which looked even more terrifying.
Fushiguro Tsuyoshi's chest rose and fell calmly, just like when she was asleep.
Suzuki Kawa opened the curtains. The rain outside made it impossible to see anything else, but the bedroom became a little brighter.
He pulled out the draft paper from Fushiguro Miki's desk, stood beside the bed, placed the draft paper on the wall, and began to sketch with a pen.
Take a look, draw a stroke, put the phone upside down on the table, and shine the flash on the ceiling.
After painting for a long and difficult time, Suzuki Kawa put down the last stroke, looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and threw the pen back on the table.
The blue flame devoured all the resentful spirits in the house, floated back to Fushiguro Tsuyoshi's room, and floated on Suzuki Kawa's shoulder again.
He leaned over to look at the draft paper in Suzuki Kawa's hand, and the green flame stopped floating. After a while, the cluster of flames at the top headed towards Fushiguro Miki, as if confirming.
"Haha! You also think that what I drew is exactly the same!" Suzuki Kawa laughed with his hands on his hips.
The blue flame moved away from the area around Suzuki River as if in disgust, flew above Fushiguro Miki, and imitated the black air just now, swimming along the pattern.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Suzuki Kawa stopped laughing and watched the movements of the blue flame. After the blue flame completed a circle of patterns, his face became strange.
Pressing his finger on the solar plexus, Suzuki Chuan realized the extra information in his mind and looked a little confused: What is Death Migration? What player?
Is this the meaning of this pattern?
The completely unfamiliar term made Suzuki Kawa hesitate. He lowered his head and looked at his draft paper again, and still felt that it was exactly the same as Fushiguro Tsuyoshi's pattern.
Blue Flame: ...This kid is as stubborn as a donkey.
The breath of the vengeful spirit was cleared away, and the lights downstairs suddenly came on again. Although he didn't know why his psychic eyes couldn't see any trace of the vengeful spirit just now, Suzuki Kawa turned on the bedroom light again and quickly put it out of his mind.
He took a picture of the draft paper and sent it to Gojo Satoru.
There was no reply from Gojo Satoru, so he must be busy. After all, he is a special-grade sorcerer, and traveling is a common thing for him.
Suzuki Chuan glanced at the time and widened his eyes: "Why is it five o'clock?!"
His wonderful vacation!
At this time, Suzuki Kawa finally remembered the purpose of his return home - he wanted to take the limited edition game console left at home back to the high school dormitory.
The young man with a crew cut hurriedly took the house key from the desk drawer in Fushiguro Megumi's bedroom and ran downstairs immediately. The rain outside had gradually stopped, so he was not afraid of the drizzle and rushed out of the house.
Then he followed the route he came from and quickly climbed over the wall to get out.
As he ran to the door of his house, he took out the key to open the door, but suddenly he felt that some mysterious connection was about to be broken, and the curse power began to surge instantly.
There was still a drizzle in the sky. Suzuki Kawa wiped his face. It felt like something had happened to Xiaobai.
Xiaobai went on a mission with Huihui and the others. It sounds like the three of them going together should be able to handle the mission, right?
In a flash, Suzuki Kawa suddenly remembered what Gojo Satoru had told him when he left in the morning: The general management department hasn't given up yet.
His face suddenly turned ugly. Suzuki Kawa gritted his teeth and lowered his head to send messages to Fushiguro Megumi and others. As expected, there was no reply.
He pushed open the door and walked quickly to the eaves. His left eye had returned to its dazzling, translucent purple color. The spell power was circulating, crossing the space and turning into a bridge, directly connecting with the other end.
Inside the juvenile detention center.
The puppy thrown aside was covered in blood, and its original fur color was almost invisible. After a while, its two black bean-like eyes opened.
The next second, the black eyes turned purple.
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