She is coming.

Who is “she”?

Al put down the coffee and was silent for a few seconds, then took a few steps towards the boy. The boy huddled in the corner shuddered and looked at Al warily, but did not run away immediately.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy squatted down gently, stretched out his hand, touched the boy's cold forehead under his gaze, and patted it gently.

It was so cold, the little boy's body temperature was so low that it seemed like he had just been taken out of the freezer.

Al said, "Don't be afraid."

The boy's memories from his lifetime came flooding back.

She was an overly silent and sometimes a little neurotic mother.

In Saeki Toshio's memory, most of the time, his mother only had a back view. The back view of her doing housework, the back view of her writing in her diary, the back view of her daydreaming alone...

After his father went out to work, Toshio Saeki would play with his best friend, a little black cat.

On this day, Toshio Saeki ran to the second floor with the little black cat in his arms to find his mother. His mother had her back to him and was busy writing in her diary.

The sensible little boy looked at his mother for a while and did not dare to disturb her.

My mother likes to write in a diary. She is always immersed in her own world and doesn't care much about what is happening around her.

He heard his father say that his company organized a thorough physical examination for old employees. His father has been absent-minded since the examination. Junxiong thinks his father must be sick, but his mother did not notice this.

…Should he remind his mother?

Toshio Saeki supported his head with his hands and thought about this matter very seriously.

About half an hour later, my father, who had gone out to work, suddenly came back.

"dad!"

Toshio Saeki ran downstairs and greeted his father, but his father looked at him strangely and walked straight into the house.

This glance made the little boy feel scared subconsciously, and he couldn't help but stop where he was. Soon after, he heard the fierce quarrel between his parents coming from the house.

They quarreled more and more fiercely until a sharp scream was heard and all the quarreling stopped.

"ah--!"

“…”

The little boy stood in the yard for a long time, fear spreading in his heart. He was so scared that he wanted to run away, but he was also worried about his parents. Finally, Junxiong couldn't help but run back home. The little black cat meowed and followed closely behind him.

The place where his mother wrote her diary was in a mess. The diary was thrown on the ground, and a desk lamp stained with a strange red liquid was tilted beside it. Saeki Toshio raised his head and saw his father holding his mother and disappearing around the corner of the stairs without looking away.

He followed quietly.

…

"Al, al-al--!"

The young man suddenly opened his green eyes.

What came into view was an enlarged version of Gojo Satoru's face.

Gojo Satoru patted Al's face and shouted calmly, "Come back to your senses, come back to your senses. Have you been bewitched by the fox spirit?"

Al blinked and asked in surprise: "...Why are you here?"

"Glass, let me get the water. I lost the rock-paper-scissors game." Gojo Satoru pointed at the cups of coffee that Al had prepared and said, "They're all cold."

Already cold?

It seemed that he was attracted by the memory of Saeki Toshio, and he was in a daze for a long time without noticing that he didn't even notice that the coffee had gone cold.

Seeing that he was fine, Gojo Satoru let go of him nonchalantly and went to get some water - he used a thermos cup, which was so exquisite that it was obviously not Gojo Satoru's cup.

Al was still immersed in Saeki Toshio's emotions and hadn't completely recovered. He heard Gojo Satoru casually ask while fetching water: "So, you were successfully cursed by the curse? Did it come to you in person just now?"

“…”

Al shook his head. "It wasn't me in person. It was another guy. I saw Saeki Toshio."

"who?"

"Toshio is Kayako's child."

"Oh, the child who was suspected not to be his biological child and was abused by his father?"

"Um."

The blond boy's tone was as calm as ever, but he unexpectedly started talking about something that had nothing to do with him:

"Junxiong witnessed his father torturing and killing his mother in the attic. Later, his peeping was discovered by his father, who killed his cat and locked him in the closet. He... must have starved to death in the closet."

Toshio Saeki was locked in a dark closet and died in extreme fear and hunger. Before he died, he seemed to see his "resurrected" mother sticking her head out of the attic and staring at him.

...His mother, with her long jet-black hair, pale skin and vicious eyes, frightened him more than the dark closet.

This is Junxiong's last memory.

Gojo realized it and said:

"I see. The child died of fear and despair, and his mother became a cursed spirit, using the characteristics of the curse to absorb her own child, so the child also became a part of the curse. Oh, did his mother send him to kill you this time?"

Al said honestly, "No, he's pretty weak."

Well, although it's unfair to say this to Junxiong, that kid looks like he's only slightly better than Flyhead.

What is the strength of the fly head?

The ranks of cursed spirits from weak to strong are level 4, level 3, level 2, level 1, and special level.

The fly head is the weakest level four, and does not have the ability to kill people. At most, it can only cause people to have backaches and nightmares. It is a piece of trash that can be killed by an ordinary sorcerer with a pinch.

"Pfft. So, I don't regret not being able to make it in time. Well, when Jay comes back, we'll rearrange the battle plan."

After that, the only sound in the tea room was the sound of hot water falling into cups. Al came over and poured out the cold coffee. Just as he was about to ask Gojo Satoru if he wanted a cup, Gojo Satoru spoke again, "Hey, Al, are you okay?"

Al paused. "Hmm?"

Gojo Satoru said, "Your expression right now doesn't look like a super swordsman from the universe. What's the matter? Did that kid named Saeki Toshio bring back some sad memories for you?"

“…”

This guy is really too sharp. He is as smart as a ghost.

"So your eyes are on the back of your head?"

"Ha, that's true. After all, I'm the strongest."

He leaned forward slightly, speaking in a nonchalant tone.

"Well, Al. If you have split personality, then the other personalities are born to protect the main personality, right? Judging from your current behavior, can I think that the experience of that kid named Toshio is similar to that of your main personality? That's why you have become so abnormal."

“…”

"Or - are you actually the main personality?"

Xia Yujie and the assistant supervisor came back very quickly. As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, the tea room exploded.

"!!!"

The familiar cursed wave made him subconsciously take an attacking stance, but the next second, his best friend and the Heroic Spirit ran out from the smoke one after another, using the hospital corridor as their high school gym.

Xia Yujie rushed forward and held down his crazy teammates one by one with each hand.

"What are you doing? This is a hospital, not a school. Noise is prohibited in the hospital!"

Al said confidently: "He scolded me."

Xia Yujie frowned: "What did I scold you for?"

Al said, "Call me a split personality."

Xia Yujie: “…”

He was silent for a while, then patted Al's head with a sad expression.

Al: “…”

The author has something to say:

Al: He said I was sick.

Summer Oil: Indeed.