Chapter 92 The head of the family is very

Naoya tensed up, sweat dripping down unconsciously. He opened his mouth and smiled and replied, "I was just thinking about where to take Huijun next. Have you even finished your work?"

Zenin even had no intention of continuing to pay attention to him. Zenin Naoya was the child of Zenin Naobi, and the other party had made a deal with him. For the time being, he would not touch this child who exuded malice.

He turned to Fushiguro Megumi, raised his chin and said, "Let's go inside and talk."

Zenin Naoya knew better than to follow them. His beautiful eyes stared at the backs of the two people until they disappeared, then his poisonous gaze became apparent.

It's normal for my dad not to deal with me too much, but since he's my dad, it's only natural for me to do something for him.

He turned around and left as well, but his steps became heavier. There was no servant around for him to vent his anger on, which was really frustrating.

Perhaps because of this, he did not notice the maid walking by not far away. She glanced at Zenin Naoya with a look as if she was looking at a pig to be slaughtered.

The wind gently lifted her hair, revealing the conspicuous seam under her forehead.

…

Fushiguro Megumi followed Zenin Jiner deeper and deeper, wondering where he was going.

Until the other party opened a door to the courtyard in front of him, he looked at the scene in front of him with some surprise.

It's not a startling or bizarre scene, but rather a very normal place. The interior is totally out of place with the style here, it's just a three-bedroom, one-living room apartment with standard modern decoration.

Every corner inside is filled with the breath of life, including photos and decorations from visits on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, clothes casually thrown on the sofa, tea sets on the living room table, and half-peeled oranges.

If she hadn't opened the door from the Zenin family, Fushiguro Megumi would have thought that the room in front of her was a warm home.

He stood at the door in a daze, but still walked in. When he was changing his shoes, he saw the photo on the shoe cabinet clearly.

Standing on the left is Zenin Jyouji, whose appearance has not changed much, except for the happy smile on his face. The one on the far right is a woman who is smiling happily. She has the same black sea urchin head as Fushiguro Megumi, which is brighter than the sun when you think of it.

Surrounded by them was a person who was both familiar and unfamiliar. It was him, and yet not him. At least Fushiguro Megumi didn't think she had taken such a photo when she was around ten years old, nor did she remember ever smiling so helplessly and happily.

This looks like a beautiful family portrait, but unfortunately, this is not his family, nor is it his home.

Megumi Fushiguro lowered his head and his fingers twitched unconsciously, but it didn't matter. He had been good at concealing his emotions since he was a child.

After he changed his shoes and walked in, Chanyuan Shener sat on the sofa and stroked the red rope. He looked at the shoes he was wearing and said casually, "The left pair is yours, and this pair is for guests."

Fushiguro Megumi paused, said nothing, and sat opposite him.

Zenin had no intention of talking any more, he simply said: "Eri will feel more at ease here, I asked you to come just to comfort her."

Fushiguro Megumi frowned, and he said in confusion: "But I am not her child, and...how can I comfort her?"

He used human pronouns and truly accepted the cursed spirit he had met.

Zenin raised his eyebrows in surprise, glanced at Fushiguro Megumi, and said in a somewhat unfriendly tone: "It seems that Gojo Satoru really didn't take good care of you. You are thinking about all kinds of nonsense."

The man sat relaxed on the sofa, his kimono somehow fitting in here, as if he was the tyrant's head of the family just now, but now he was just an adult who had simply returned home.

He felt that he did not put too much effort into raising the child, but Eri loved Hui very much, so of course he would love her as well.

So when he saw Megumi Fushiguro in front of him, he felt that he still had to say something, not only because he was unhappy, but also because Eri would be worried later.

"There is nothing in this world that you don't deserve," Chanyuan said naturally, as if he was saying something perfectly normal. "Engrave this sentence on your bones."

Whether it was Eri or Kei, Zenin was willing to give them the best, and no one dared to question it.

“I can’t say that you are the same as my daughter Megumi the moment I saw you, but you are still Megumi, the child of Eri and me.

I am probably dead in this world, but I think the fact that you are in Gojo Gona instead of the Zenin family is enough to prove something."

Chanyuan seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't. He just looked at the child in front of him who didn't seem to be having a good life.

His child, Zenin Hui, lives very well in his own world. He really grew up surrounded by love and affection. Although there are some things that are a bit strange about him, it does not prevent him from becoming a good child.

Thinking about the shiny-haired sea urchin cat he had raised at home, and then looking at the one in front of him who was alert to everything, even he couldn't just leave it alone.

His child was born out of his and Eri's expectation and love. He is...

Just as the Zen temple was about to end the topic, the red rope began to stir on its own, and the familiar curse spirit floated out.

She changed her clothes and wore a goose yellow dress. Even her face was uncovered, revealing her original human appearance.

Apart from her pair of black eyes, there is no sign that she is a cursed spirit.

Maybe this is not her original appearance as a cursed spirit, but this is the appearance she wants to show in front of Megumi Fushiguro.

The figure of the cursed spirit is somewhat illusory, but other than that it seems to be no different from humans.

Eri turned around and punched Zenin Jin'er on the shoulder without hesitation. Although the punch didn't seem to have any lethal power, even Zenin Jin'er groaned.

After the fight, she turned around and approached Fushiguro Megumi, reaching out her hand and touching Fushiguro Megumi's face lovingly.

Although the cursed spirits were emitting cold resentment, he felt the hand on his face was unusually warm, so warm that he couldn't help but tilt his head slightly to touch her palm.

Megumi Fushiguro has no concept of a mother. He has never felt the so-called maternal love since he was born. His sister is the only relative he can feel.

Eri's eyes were filled with the kind of heartache that was not meant for a cursed spirit. She finally opened her mouth and said, "Mei, Enhui, my child."

Apparently her language system was not very good. Fushiguro Megumi could not understand what she meant for a moment and turned to look at Zenin Shinji.

Zenin was silent for a moment, but after feeling his wife's distress and anxiety, he repeated what Ben Eri said: "Mei means grace."

Fushiguro Megumi was completely stunned at this moment. In his sight, Zenin Jyouji and Eri were both looking at him calmly and peacefully.

When he was a child, he had wondered why he had this feminine name and had even gotten into many fights because of it.

But he really didn't expect it to be because of such a reason, such a...heart-warming reason.

This time he understood that not only the couple in front of him were from another world, but also his parents in his world had loved him, so he called him by this name.

His throat seemed to be blocked by something. He looked away and coughed lightly to change the subject: "What should I do?"

Eri seemed to still treat him as a few-year-old child. Seeing his red eyes, she wanted to pick him up and swing him like a child. To the cursed spirit, Fushiguro Megumi's weight was as heavy as a cat.

Zenin Shinji watched Fushiguro Megumi screaming in shame and anger before he slowly stopped Eri.

The man's eyes were full of smiles. He looked at Fushiguro Megumi, but even more so at Eri. The love that overflowed from him was astonishing.

"You just need to stay by Eri's side for now," Zenin Jiner replied softly, "He needs you, and he also needs your magical power."

Eri cannot be considered a complete cursed spirit. For example, she does not have the violent nature of a cursed spirit, and she does not even have any offensive techniques. She only knows how to heal.

Moreover, she was born because of Hui, and she needs Hui's magical power from time to time to maintain the curse.

Megumi Fushiguro had a lot of questions, but he looked at the happy Eri and remained silent. His brows softened and he communicated with the cursed spirit bit by bit.

The monk would just watch them, occasionally saying a few words, but more often he would just watch them comfortably, as if he was satisfied just by watching them.

Eri couldn't stay out for too long. She hugged Fushiguro Megumi reluctantly and then slowly returned to the red rope.

Perhaps knowing the doubts in Fushiguro Megumi's heart, Zenin Jin stroked the red rope and spoke without raising his head:

"Eri was not born because of a curse. You are indeed an important part of it, so she cannot leave you.

You don't need to delve too much into the origins of Eri, Hui, be good."

Fushiguro Megumi looked at Zenin Shinji and was a little surprised by his sudden change in attitude, but he reacted quickly.

For Zenin, his lover is the top priority, so he is unwilling to add even the slightest risk to Eri.

The mother in his world died, so he also withered away. He didn't have many people he loved, and he probably cherished Megumi Fushiguro so much because he loved her too.

But after the death of the only pillar, the other party seemed to have his bones pulled out and lived in the world in a limp state.

He doesn't even care about himself, let alone this child born of love.

Is there love? I think there is, but there are always things heavier and more precious than this love, such as Eri.

Megumi Fushiguro was just a little surprised, but not sad at all.

In this world, there is no requirement for parents to love their children. As a sorcerer, he has seen countless hatreds.

After all, this love is real and exists, and that is enough.

"I just want to know if this will hurt Eri, and," Fushiguro Hutton paused for a moment before continuing, "is she doing this voluntarily?"

I voluntarily become a being that is neither a human nor even a cursed spirit, living in this world like a ghost.

Zen Temple is not a good person, they all know this, his wife's love is the shackles that bind the beast, but when the shackles are looming, who knows what he will do.

In the moment of pain and despair, if there is a chance to keep the other person, they are willing to do it even if it means going through fire and water.

Zenin Shinji didn't answer for a moment, and a strange silence spread. Just as Fushiguro Megumi was getting more and more nervous, the other party laughed.

A deep laugh sounded, and Zenin Jiner replied softly, "Of course, don't think too much about it. Eri's existence is mostly made up of your cursed power."

He casually pointed to a room not far away and continued, "That's your room. Rest there first. You have things to do tomorrow."

When Fushiguro Megumi returned to the room, he realized that the other party had answered his questions directly, and for the most part? Then what was the rest?

I felt a little uneasy for some reason, but since Gojo-sensei's six eyes didn't see anything, I thought it should be fine.

Sitting alone in the darkened living room of the monastery with his eyes lowered, he stroked the red rope on his wrist as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

When he realized again that Eri needed Kei's cursed power, the man who had never regretted leaving the family felt a rare sense of sadness in his heart.

Tian Yu Zhu Jue was born without any power of curse, so when he was most hateful and sad, he couldn't even cast a curse.

He lowered his eyes, raised his wrist, and lightly kissed the red rope. The scar at the corner of his mouth softened a little.

But it doesn't matter, it's good like this now, the three of them are living well in this world.