Al followed Hideki Tahara all the way back to the apartment.

When they returned home, Gojo Satoru and Suda Manami had already left with Orisa and her daughter. Tahara Hideki was breathing heavily and looked extremely nervous.

Finally, he mustered up all the courage in his life and opened the door.

This was clearly the most familiar house, but now there was a strange chill everywhere. The moment Tahara Hideki stepped into the living room, his cell phone rang.

It's still Geto's voice.

"Mr. Tahara Hideki, have you returned home yet?"

Tahara Hideki's voice trembled: "Yes... I'm back."

"Well, the Polu demon will soon arrive at that place. I will perform a remote spell to exorcise the Polu demon. Now please help me make some preparations."

"...Mr. Saito, can I really trust you?"

"This is about your wife and daughter. You'd better trust me."

"……good."

Al said in the team channel: "Oh, Jake, this Pokémon is so good at pretending, he's more like a serious sorcerer than you... Damn, should we sue him?"

Xia Yujie was speechless and said, "Where are you going to sue the cursed spirit?"

Gojo Satoru interrupted in boredom: "It's so boring, Al, please live stream your situation. I really want to stay and fight!"

Xia Yujie reminded him: "As long as Zhisha is by your side, you don't have to worry about not having a fight. Just take care of Zhisha first."

In just a short while, Hideki Tahara had already started to pack up the knives according to Pakumo's instructions.

He wrapped all the knives in the kitchen with white clothes and tied them up with shoelaces. He also found scissors and utility knives from the drawer at home and did the same with all of them, "sealing" them one by one.

Al live-broadcasted what Tahara Hideki was doing to the team channel, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that the rumor that the Pok'u are afraid of knives is true, but how can the cursed spirits be afraid of ordinary knives..."

"If it were me, these ordinary knives wouldn't be able to hurt the Pakuroma," Gojo Satoru analyzed. "Aren't Pakuroma cursed spirits formed from the resentment of children? They include children who were abused by their parents and children who were aborted before they were born. Maybe it's actually these children who are afraid of the knives."

Because children are subconsciously afraid of knives, the Pok'u-mo, as a collection of resentment, also subconsciously hates knives.

What Gojo Satoru said sounded reasonable, and Al nodded: "What about the mirror?"

"Mirror... um..."

Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and thought hard. Ieiri Naoko said calmly, "Children are afraid of mirrors, right? When I was a child, I always stared at the mirror because I often felt that the person in the mirror was not the real me, and I often felt that the world in the mirror was different from the world behind me."

"…You scared me."

Al immediately said enthusiastically, "Good morning, Nitro-chan!"

"Good morning, Al." Ieiri Naoko chuckled and said, "You guys keep talking in my head. I'm the one who's always scared, right?"

Without waiting for anyone to say anything, she said, "Are you going to tame the Po-Lu demon? Congratulations."

Xia Yujie said helplessly: "Isn't it too early to say congratulations now?"

"Really? I thought you were going to win."

There was a loud bang. It was the sound of Hideki Tahara smashing a mirror with a baseball bat. Al went in and saw that the bathroom mirror that had just been replaced a few days ago was broken again. Hideki Tahara gasped for breath and stepped on the glass to the bedroom to smash the mirror on the dressing table.

Blah la la.

It was the sound of a mirror breaking.

Tahara Hideki smashed the mirror to pieces while muttering to himself: "This is for Chanel and Orisa... This is for Chanel and Orisa... Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

“…”

Al said with mixed feelings: "Humans are really strange creatures."

Although Tahara Hideki was tricked by the Pakumo, he mustered up all his courage to return to his home, which could be attacked at any time, for the sake of his wife and daughter.

He really still doesn't understand the love between husband and wife.

Love makes the other party feel painful; not love, but stands up for the other party at such a time.

After dealing with all the mirrors and knives, Hideki Tahara came to the kitchen, took out all the bowls and basins in the house, filled them with water, and placed them densely on the floor. After about twenty minutes, the containers filled with water had occupied most of the house.

Polumo asked on the phone: "Mr. Tianyuan, are you ready?"

At this time, Tahara Hideki was extremely nervous. He nodded randomly and said, "The water... is ready."

"Well then - I'm going to go there."

Tahara Hideki was stunned, and for a moment he didn't understand what "I'm going to leave" meant.

The entrance door was suddenly blown open by a strong wind, and a little girl in a white dress and red shoes appeared at the door. She opened her mouth, and countless overlapping children's laughter echoed throughout the living room. The girl walked lightly, stepping on the water in the container and walked into Hideki Tahara's home.

Perhaps it was the human survival instinct, or perhaps it was the weak's intuition about danger, but Hideki Tahara finally realized that something was wrong.

He turned around suddenly, fled into the bathroom using his hands and feet, and locked the door.

Countless bloody hand prints slapped on the translucent glass door, again and again, leaving horrible blood marks on the glass door. Tahara Hideki held the door tightly, his whole body shaking slightly.

In the panic, a giggle came from the phone he had thrown aside: "Dad - Dad -! I'm here to play with you! Open the door quickly!"

Hideki Tahara realized something that horrified him.

The person who was talking to him on the phone just now was not Saito Ichi-San at all, but Pakumo!

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and in the black blood, there were several vicious insects wriggling.

Hideki Tahara stared blankly at the blood he spat out, then closed his eyes resignedly.

At this moment, he suddenly no longer felt afraid.

He recalled a sunny afternoon when he was playing in the sand with Zhisha in the park. His wife Chanel was standing beside them, watching them playfully and laughing. Because they were so engrossed in the fun, he even forgot to take a photo to post on his blog.

For a long time afterwards, he felt regretful for not being able to leave any photos behind, but in the last moments of his life, all that filled his mind was that sunny afternoon and the bright smiles of his wife and daughter.

"Chanel, Orisa, I'm sorry, I'm such a bad husband and a bad father..."

He muttered to himself and slowly tightened his grip on the baseball bat.

For the last time, let him die bravely.

“Do you know what this story tells us?”

Hideki Tahara suddenly raised his head and saw a young man with long purple hair standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

“You, you are——”

Al smiled and said elegantly, "This story tells us to be wary of telecommunications fraud."

Tahara Hideki: “…”

Boom!

The bathroom door was cut cleanly by Tongziqie An Ganggan. Several bloody hands that were cut off fell to the ground with a clatter. Wriggling and twisted insects crawled out of the bloody broken parts. The scene was so disgusting that it made people want to vomit.

Outside the door, the girl in a white dress and red shoes looked up at Al who suddenly appeared. She tilted her head in confusion, not understanding why there was suddenly an enemy in the house.

——The Po-ling Demon.

The appearance of the Polu demon is a young girl in a white dress and red shoes, but there are several arms on its back. They are chubby and soft, and belong to a child. They are waving behind the Polu demon with their claws and fangs bared, and the scene is extremely weird.

Al bent down slightly and gave a kind smile: "Is that you? Good boy."

There seemed to be blood surging in the scarlet eyes of the Soul Demon. Behind it, the water that filled most of the room was gradually dyed blood-red and turned into surging blood plasma. The blood plasma gathered together, surrounding the Soul Demon in the middle like stars surrounding the moon, revealing its ferocious fangs.

"roar--!"

The entire apartment began to shake, and the walls on all four sides cracked, with huge cracks extending all the way to the base of the walls.

What a strong curse!

Al sighed, his tone calm and soft.

"It was just like a fight between children... No, it was just a fight between children."

The sharp blade was covered with a layer of purple lightning. The purple-haired hero turned his wrist, and Douji Kiri Anshun cut through the rushing blood with unstoppable force.

puff--

With just one move, Tongzi Qie An Gang chopped off the head of the Polu Demon cleanly and neatly. A large amount of blood spurted out, and along with the sobbing of the children, blood splattered everywhere.

The head of the Polu demon rolled to the ground and turned into blood, from which countless wriggling insects crawled out.

After taking a look, Hideki Tahara couldn't help vomiting.

Perhaps realizing that this guy who suddenly appeared to kill him was different from ordinary people, the blood plasma formed a huge vortex, which pulled the body of the Polu Demon into the vortex.

It wants to escape! Escape to its special space!

Al jumped into the vortex of blood without hesitation and said regretfully, "No, I can't do that. My child is still waiting for you to join his cult. We will all be good colleagues making money together in the future."

Po-Luo Demon: “???”

The Tongziqi Ansong penetrated directly into the core of the vortex, and powerful magic power was forced in, turning the space where the Polu Demon was hiding upside down. The cries of children came from all directions.

They begged: "Mother - Mother -"

"Don't hurt me!"

"We will be together forever!"

Al's eyes softened as he gently held the headless body in his arms: "My dear children, everything will be as you wish."

The next second, the magic power of "Gen Raikou" invaded the living domain of the Pok'u Demon. The surging magic power tore the entire space apart from the inside. The Pok'u Demon let out a miserable scream, and it struggled to break free from Al's arms. The "headless corpse" in a white skirt and red shoes instinctively fled to where the yarn was.

Al watched it flee in panic and whispered, "He's gone, Wu-chan, Jie-chan."

He picked up Hideki Tahara who was vomiting non-stop and asked with a smile: "Are you 3D-sick, Mr. Hideki Tahara?"

Tahara Hideki was confused: “Huh? No, ahhhhhhhhhhhh——”

Al jumped down from the balcony of Hideki Tahara's house.

…

And the other side.

Crescent Hotel.

After Al and Pakyuu started fighting, Orisa's condition has been not good. She inexplicably developed a high fever, and no matter how she used a wet towel to cool it down, it was of no use. Tahara Kana wanted to give Orisa some cold medicine, but Gojo Satoru stopped her, saying that it was caused by Pakyuu and that medicine would be useless.

Kana Tahara was extremely anxious.

The panicked Polumo followed the connection with Zhisha and rushed to the Crescent Hotel. It cried like a baby and kept calling out, "Zhisha... Zhisha... Zhisha!"

Orisa, who was originally sleeping in her mother's arms, opened her eyes, and the small amount of cursed power that had merged into her body responded enthusiastically to Pakumo's call.

She stretched out her little hand and shouted innocently: "Po-Mo--"

"Weaving...weaving...!"

The Pokémon rushed into the hotel, and just as it was about to rush into Tahara Orisa's body for refuge, its arm was grabbed by a hand.

Gojo Satoru looked down at Pakuroma as if he were holding a bag of oranges: "Hey, how come you only have so little cursed power left?"

He shook it, and one vicious caterpillar after another came out from the wound of the Polu Demon.

Gojo Satoru grinned and said, "Wow, that's disgusting. This bug is so delicate, isn't it? It even has teeth? Hey, spit out a few more for me to see."

He seemed to enjoy the pleasure of ravaging the bloody cursed spirits.

Devil! Devil! This is the real devil!

The Po-Xuan demon struggled hard: "Roar——!"

Gojo Satoru said viciously: "I can't hear you. Didn't you eat? Yell louder!"

"roar!!!"

"Hahahaha, so obedient."

"roar!!!!!"

Kana Tahara could not see the existence of the Pok'u-mo. She looked around and hugged her daughter tightly, but Zhisha in her arms frowned and suddenly burst into tears.

“Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

The Polu Demon roared a few times, and Zhisha followed with a few sharp cries.

Suda Manami frowned and said, "Mr. Saito, what's going on?"

Gojo Satoru toyed with Pakuru and said lightly, "Well, since they are fused together, the pain of Pakuru will be synchronized with this little ghost. It must be very uncomfortable for it to have its head and most of its cursed power cut off."

“…”

Are you sure you're not the one who makes it the most uncomfortable? !

Suda Manami remained strangely silent for a moment, wisely skipping over the complaint.

"Mr. Saito, can we purify it while keeping the fabric safe?"

"That depends on the kid himself."

Gojo Satoru pointed at the woven yarn in front of him and said, "Hey, kid, hurry up and get the remaining part of the Pok'u Demon out of your body. Can you do it?"

But Zhiya shook her head.

"The Po-Lu Demon... is mine, my friend."

Suda Manami was stunned for a moment, then said softly: "Osa, the Pokémon is not your friend. It will hurt your parents, so you have to drive it out of your body, okay?"

Zhisha still shook her head: "Only Polumo plays with me, it is my friend..."

Tian Yuan Kana hurriedly coaxed: "Zhisha, Zhisha, listen to mommy, mommy will play with you in the future, so we won't play with Polumo anymore, Zhisha will play with mommy in the future, okay?"

Zhisha shook her head and said stubbornly, "Mom can't divorce Dad because of Zhisha. Zhisha is a burden to Mom... You...actually, you don't want Zhisha anymore. You will abandon her soon."

Kana Tahara was stunned, her eyes wide open, as if she had never expected Orisa to say such words.

Suddenly, two figures appeared on the balcony of the hotel.

Al appeared on the balcony carrying Hideki Tahara. As soon as Al loosened his grip, Hideki Tahara fell to the ground and vomited violently.

“Tsk——!”

The purple-haired hero threw up his hands innocently and said in embarrassment: "This gentleman has 3D dizziness."

Gojo Satoru: “…”

Manami Sugata: "..."

This is not a 3D problem at all! You call this 3D?!

Gojo Satoru held the Pokuriku demon in his hand and said calmly, "Oh, you are Tahara Hideki, right? Since the three of you are here, quickly persuade your daughter to drive the Pokuriku demon out, otherwise I will have to exorcise your daughter as well."

Tahara Kana was shocked and asked, "Why? How could this happen?"

Gojo Satoru said calmly: "I've said it many times, they have merged together."

Kana Tahara hugged Zhisha tightly in her arms and cried, "Zhisha, Zhisha, did you hear me? Take it out quickly. Mom will never abandon you. Mom was just saying that in anger at that time. Mom... How could Mom abandon you..."

Hideki Tahara also climbed up. He had been stumbling all the way and felt that his brain was all mixed up, but at this moment, he no longer cared about his condition.

He staggered in and hugged his wife and daughter.

"Kaname, Orisa, I'm sorry, this is all my fault... It's because of me that Orisa has become like this. I don't seem to have the qualifications to say anything to you anymore... But, Orisa!" Tahara Hideki's eyes were red, and he choked up and said, "I was really, really happy the day you were born."

“…”

Zhisha stared at Tahara Hideki with her dark eyes for a long time before the little girl stretched out her arms and hugged her father and mother tightly.

A black shadow reluctantly retreated from her heart. The Pakumo held in Gojo Satoru's hand realized that his death was imminent and screamed miserably.

Gojo Satoru chuckled and unexpectedly let go of his hand.

Al couldn't help laughing. Wu-chan now looked like a cat deliberately teasing a mouse.

The Pokluma turned and ran, using all its strength to escape from the balcony. Just as it breathed a sigh of relief, Gojo Satoru slowly raised his hand and said calmly: "Reverse the technique - "He"."

The red light cannon instantly blasted the figure of the Polu Demon into pieces.

The black shadow that escaped from Zhisha's heart was trembling and trying to sneak away. Al just watched it with a smile and did not try to stop it.

Sure enough, when it quietly moved to the door, a hand picked it up, and that hand skillfully extracted the cursed power core of the Pok'u Demon and rolled it into a cursed spirit ball.

Xia Yujie said in disgust, "Why is there only so much left?"

Al couldn't help laughing and said, "Oh, you'll have to ask Wu-chan about this. He said he would leave the curse spirits to you, but he just blasted away most of them with "He"."

Gojo Satoru said unhappily, "Huh? Al, you beat it to a pulp, didn't you? I don't think I've had enough."

"Really? I see you're having a lot of fun bullying the cursed spirit. Also, call me mom."

Suda Manami looked at the Tahara family who were crying together, and then looked at the Saitos who were already bickering leisurely. She blinked and said in surprise, "Is this the finale?"

Al smiled and said, "Hmm? If you're asking about the Pokémon, it's indeed over. However, if you're asking about emotional issues—"

The purple-haired hero looked at the Tianyuan family huddled together and said in a gentle voice, "I still advise them to separate rather than reconcile. After all, a rotten tree cannot be carved, and an unreliable partner will be unreliable for the rest of his life. Even if he swears to turn over a new leaf, within a month, he will most likely return to a widowed marriage."

Summer Oil: "Indeed."

Gojo Satoru: “Indeed.”

Suda Manami: “…Indeed.”

Tahara Hideki: “…”

Tahara Kana: “…”

Look at the atmosphere now! You exorcists!!!

Al clapped his hands and said, "Oh, there is one more thing. The walls of Mr. Tahara's house are all cracked. It is estimated that it has also affected other residents around. What should we do? Will anyone be able to clean up the mess for us?"

Mr. and Mrs. Tian Yuan: "..."

Gojo Satoru: “…”

Xia Yujie: “…”

Life as a sorcerer after leaving technical high school is so inconvenient!

Suda Manami asked curiously, "Aren't you from the Jujutsu High School? There should be a department there that is responsible for cleaning up the mess. Do you really need to worry about this yourself? Just make up an excuse like a gas explosion and pay some money."

The three people present turned to look at her at the same time.

Suda Manami paused for a moment, "...What's wrong? Aren't you Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru? There's another guy who I can't recognize, but he should be a very strong guy, right? Hey, don't tell me you're planning to hide your identities."

Saito Ichi-ni-san, a name that lacked any sincerity and was shared by three people, was like shouting to everyone - we are using pseudonyms!

Al touched his chin and said, "I see. You didn't know that they defected from the technical high school and set up their own business... Ah, let me introduce myself. I'm the mother of Gojo Satoru and Kagome Ken!"

He boasted in a very proud tone, "It doesn't matter if you don't know me, my children are famous. They are geniuses who have been promoted to special-grade sorcerers in their second year of high school. Oh, by the way, have you heard of Ieiri Shoko? She is my precious daughter too!"

Manami Sugata: "..."

Wh, what?

There were so many complaints that it was hard to know where to start. Suda Manami's expression became more and more strange. At this time, Xia Yujie stepped forward and said sincerely, "Ms. Suda."

"……yes?"

"Are you interested in joining our church? At present, the business is just starting, but the future is definitely very bright."

Manami Sugata: "..."

"Because we are in the initial stage, we are short of manpower in all aspects, but we are not short of time to sleep. As for the salary, it will definitely be higher than your current salary. If you can come to work here, you will be the first clerical staff of our church. We will not let you fight with cursed spirits. What do you think?"

Manami Sugata: "..."

Oh no, it's such an honor to be personally invited by a top-level sorcerer to join his forces, but why do I feel so uneasy?

As expected, Al added with a smile: "It would be great if Miss Suda could come forward to discuss the cracks in the Tahara family wall. Well, since the church has just started, the less compensation the better."

Gojo Satoru said calmly: "By the way, this church is called the Berserker Support Association."

Manami Sugata: "..."