Chapter 1
The backyard of Zenyuan's house.
As one of the three great families in the world of Jujutsu, its long history is largely reflected in its astonishingly large land and very traditional Japanese-style house architecture.
However, old houses that have been around for hundreds of years will always have problems of one kind or another, such as insufficient sunlight, water seepage from the floor causing dampness inside the house, or an overly good ecological environment.
But no one complained. Even if the Zenin family knew this, they would not take the initiative to repair it, because those who lived here were the lowest class of the Zenin family.
Most of them have low magical powers and no skills, so they can only serve as bodyguards and suicide squads in the family.
The captain in charge of distributing tasks had not arrived yet. Everyone was chatting in groups of three or four about the latest gossip. A Zen family member was so excited that he fell forward and was bumped by someone behind him.
"Hey, don't you have eyes when you walk?" Passerby A in the Zen temple turned around angrily. Just as he was about to raise his fist, he saw the man who stopped and looked down at him.
The black-haired man with a scar on the corner of his mouth was not very old, and his young and handsome face had a bit of a hostile look that said "keep away from strangers".
"Is there something wrong?" Zenyuan Shener asked impatiently.
Zenyuan was in a bad mood as he couldn't participate in the horse racing because of an urgent task. If someone offered to be a sandbag, he wouldn't mind exercising.
The rude words and irritating tone made Zen Temple Passerby A even more angry. Before he could open his mouth, he was stopped by his friends.
Zenyuan Shen'er ignored them and walked straight through the crowd and sat on the stone flower bed at the back.
"Are you crazy? Why would you mess with that guy?" Zen Temple Passerby C whispered, "He's the one with absolutely zero mana."
"Since I have 0 spell power, you shouldn't stop me." Passerby A in the Zen temple said gritting his teeth.
According to the belief they had been brainwashed into for many years in the Zenin family: those with 0 mana are weaker than those of them with low mana.
Zen Temple Passerby B: "Take a look at that guy's muscles, then look at your own."
Like the others in the Qujuliu team, Chanyuan Shier, who was dozing in the corner, was wearing soft-soled shoes, loose training pants, a loose white jacket and a black tight-fitting top.
Although they were dressed the same, when Chanyuan Shener wore the cannon fodder uniforms worn by others, the black tights underneath the loose white coat clearly showed off his muscular body and strong figure.
Very strong. This kind of muscle strength that looks very impactful is definitely not just for show.
Passerby A in the Zen temple was glad that he didn't A up just now, and swallowed his saliva in fear.
Zen Yuan, who was resting against a big tree, noticed the gaze keenly. His dark green eyes, mostly hidden by his bangs, were a bit cold, and his gaze went straight through the crowd and fell on Passerby A in the Zen Temple.
There was a hint of provocation in those dark green eyes.
The hairs on his back stood up inexplicably, and Passerby A in the Zen Temple suddenly had the illusion that he was being stared at by a large wild animal. The gaze cast on him seemed as if it was thinking about how to disembowel him.
Fortunately, this sense of danger soon disappeared, because the captain of the remaining team returned with a mission: "Everyone, assemble. Now, convey the order of the master of the family..."
Zenyuan Shener yawned, his expression like a lazy big black cat.
Because no matter the head of the Zenyuan family, the senior management, or the Zenyuan family's sorcerer organization Bing can assign tasks to them, Zenyuan Shier has not done any lucrative work since joining the Qujulu team.
Zen Yuanshen had no interest in the work itself, because there was no salary for working in the Guju team.
"So this time, our mission is to go to Ibaraki Prefecture and recapture the eloped couple..."
Ibaraki Prefecture
I heard that the seafood there is delicious and there is a large rowing field. Chanyuan Shener stretched out the tip of his tongue to sweep across his upper teeth, suppressing the urge to gamble.
He has saved some money recently, but he has other uses for that money.
"As for bringing Miss Yoko back safely, the main mission is to protect her safety.
"The Ota family is a family of sorcerers who have mastered the craft of incantations for generations, and they are also friends of the Zenin family. We must treat this mission with caution." The captain said sternly.
After the captain finished speaking, discussions broke out among the crowd.
After all, capturing an unarmed ordinary person and capturing a woman carrying a cursed tool are two completely different concepts. The latter is extremely dangerous and is not something that security guards like them can easily deal with.
Zenyuan Shen'er also opened his eyes wide. Although he didn't hear the entire mission, the word "magic tool" still attracted his attention like a can of cat food being pried open.
A cursed tool is a weapon that can kill cursed spirits even if the user has no cursed power.
This is a treasure that Zenyuan Shener has been longing for, but he has not been able to buy it because it is too expensive and there are few purchasing channels.
With the cursed tool, he wouldn't have to live like this anymore.
"Ahem, because this mission is somewhat dangerous, we don't force you to sign up voluntarily." said the captain of the Qujuliu team.
The captain looked up from the registration form and saw the young man who was always not active in doing the task. He raised his eyebrows and asked: "Do you want to participate too?"
The slacking master Chanyuan Shener raised his hand: "Of course I want to participate. After all, I am also a member of the Chanyuan family."
The captain muttered a few words and finally added his name to the list. A rare smile appeared on Chanyuan Shen'er's face.
Before that, Shen Er put his hand on the captain's shoulder in a familiar manner and said, "I'm still a little unclear about this mission. Captain, do you like sparkling wine?"
Although the captain was tempted, he still showed hesitation on his face: "But we have a mission in an hour, and drinking so much that your face turns red is not good."
"It doesn't matter. It's suitable for us to wear masks when we are doing the mission, right?" said Chanyuan Shen'er.
Let's fool this guy with some cheap sparkling wine and get all the information about Miss Oota in one fell swoop.
Ten minutes later.
“That Miss Yoko is said to be in her first year of high school and is the heiress to the Ota family.
"A young woman, inexperienced in life, was deceived by a servant from a branch family and eloped with a precious heirloom from the Ota family. This incident angered the head of the Ota family, who, after searching unsuccessfully for the man, sought help from the Zenin family," said the captain, his cheeks flushed.
Zenyuan nodded with satisfaction and pushed the last plate of edamame over.
When following the large group out of Chanyuan's home, Chanyuan Shener let out a long breath.
He was calculating in his mind that if everything went well, maybe soon Zen Yuan would not have to go back to this garbage dump.
Mount Kata in the northwest of Ibaraki Prefecture has been featured in many geographic magazines for its lush vegetation and rural hot springs.
There are tourists even on weekdays, so Yoshiyo Sugawara, wearing a fisherman's hat and carrying a backpack, is not conspicuous here.
Yoshiyo Sugawara crossed the road and jumped down from the five-meter-high guardrail. With the sound of birds flying away from the trees in fright, Yoshiyo Sugawara landed lightly on the ground.
Passing through the dense forest in front of her, Yoshiyo Sugawara soon saw her destination.
A house hidden in the mountains.
The one-meter-high stone wall could not block anything. Sugawara Yoshiyo saw a figure busy with a shovel, but he finally walked along the path to the door and rang the doorbell.
"Please wait a moment." A panicked female voice came from the yard.
A few minutes later, the more decorative wooden door opened, and a young and graceful figure appeared before her: "I'm sorry I can't go out to pick you up. Thank you for your hard work, Miss Sugawara."
Through the tightly wrapped girl, one could see the half-filled pit under the cherry tree in the courtyard and the door to the reception room that was tightly closed with no air in it at all.
"It took some extra time to gather the materials you requested. Yoko, are you doing gardening?" Sugawara Yoshiyo asked naturally.
The girl in sleeves and long boots looked a little unnatural under the gentle gaze. Sugawara Yoshiyo pretended not to notice and rolled up her sleeves: "Do you need my help?"
"Yeah." Datian lowered her eyes and said, a sweet smile on the well-behaved girl's face: "I dug out the time capsule I buried next to the cherry tree ten years ago, but there was too much soil and I couldn't put it back."
"But there are more important things to do now. Miss Sugawara, let's go to the studio." Yoko Oota said without even looking at the big pit next to the cherry tree.
The studio is more accurately called a smelting room, and you can feel the warmth as soon as you open the door.
Yoshiyo Sugawara took off her coat, revealing a white T-shirt with the word "Forged" written on the back.
After placing the prepared raw materials into the refining equipment, while waiting for the metal to become liquid, Yoko suddenly said, "Ms. Sugawara, why did you learn such an ancient craft?"
Yoko Oota knew that such skillful craftsmanship and powerful arms represented hard work.
"For work." Sugawara Yoshiyo looked at the frustrated girl with a gentle expression. "Because there is a market dedicated to the spirit of craftsmanship, I learned this craft and use it to make a living."
"But it's very hard work. The temperature in the studio is always too hot for people to feel comfortable, and the tools used are too heavy. Even with protective gear, you can still get hurt." Yoko Oota looked at her scarred hands with a somewhat sad expression.
"So, Yoko, do you like forging these?" asked Sugawara Yoshiyo, and used the tongs to steadily pour the boiling hot liquid that turned golden evenly into the mold.
She struck the red-hot meteorite with a sledgehammer, sparks flying and a large amount of cursed energy drained from her body, and a new cursed tool was about to be born.
Without thinking, Oota Yoko answered directly: "I like it."
She spent her childhood and teenage years in the studio, but the saddest thing was that she had no talent for this beloved career.
"What should we do next?" A clear voice interrupted the girl's gradually falling mood. Yoko Oota raised her head and met a pair of sparkling eyes.
"Although my main job is making iron pots, as a fellow craftsman I can feel that this will be a great work." Sugawara Yoshiyo raised his thumb and shook off the hair that was stuck to his forehead because it was wet.
This action made Ota Yoko react from the mood of being praised: "I'm sorry I didn't notice the temperature here, the towel and cooling bag are in the living room, I'll get them."
"No need, it will be done soon. Yoko, don't you want to see the moment your hard work is completed?" Sugawara Yoshiyo called out to the girl.
The gradually formed meteorite is placed in water, and the dazzling golden-red color fades to reveal the original color of the metal. Then the blood groove is polished by a machine and the blade is finally sharpened.
As the night deepened, the girl's figure became increasingly fainter.
Moonlight poured into the studio along the exhaust fan and also splashed onto the blade. The dark dagger looked plain and ordinary, and only the half-moon blood groove and the blade that flashed with a cold light could reveal its sharpness.
"This is the best work I've ever seen," Sugawara Yoshiyo said. "Give it a name."
"Let's call this cursed tool made of meteorite iron that absorbs moonlight the Moon Night." Oota Yoko smiled as if her wish had been fulfilled.
"Could you please, Miss Sugawara, deliver the things to my father?" Ota Yoko looked almost transparent.
Sugawara Yoshiyo said calmly: "As you wish, honorable deceased."
"The last remnants of cursed power appeared here." The members of the Nightfall Team chased to the door of the old house.
Zen Yuan, who was originally in the front, showed a hesitant expression, slowed down his pace and fell to the last position, chasing quietly in one direction.
Zenyuan Shener felt that he was very lucky today, like now.
The girl with the backpack was trapped in the corner by several young men and looked particularly weak and helpless. From his angle, he could see the girl's pursed rose-pink lips and watery blue eyes.
The eldest daughter, who was born in a big family, was somewhat at a loss as to what to do in this situation.
The defensive expression on that pretty face and the resistance shown by the body were like a herbivore forced to the edge of a cliff, which had no effect other than making the hunter more excited.
"Little sister, why don't you go home so late? Do you want to go play with your brother?" The bad boy said as he stretched out his hand to hold down Sugawara Yoshiyo's arm, and then he was hit by a flying motorcycle.
Sugawara Yoshiyo withdrew her hand that was touching the bricks in the corner and looked towards the entrance of the alley. A tall figure was walking towards her against the light.
Like the plots that often appear in movies, the kind-hearted person passing by is a handsome guy who is high-spirited, kind-hearted and ruthless.
The handsome guy who came down from the sky knocked all the thugs to the ground. He walked through the crowd and stopped in front of her amidst the wailing of people. He extended a caring hand and said, "Miss, are you okay?"
The sincere smile reduced the oppressive feeling brought by the tall stature. Sugawara Yoshiyo couldn't help but glance over the man's plump chest muscles, and then discovered the familiar flame of life.
Everyone's life flame is unique, and Sugawara Yoshiyo immediately recognized that this was the little tail that had been following her since Mount Kado.
The man in front of her had designs on her, and fortunately, she did too.
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