I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

"Hehe, Xiaoyi's breasts are too big, they are dangling when he runs."

"I understand how you feel, Yoshino!"

"——You guys are so noisy." The male classmate who stood in front of Yoshino and looked down at him interrupted with a bad tone.

He bent down and said, "Seriously, have you looked at...? Tsubasa's breasts?"

"I did not see!"

"Then are you saying Xiaoyi is lying?!"

Snapped!

There was burning pain on his cheek, Yoshino covered his face and fell down.

"Hahaha, that's unreasonable~" "Give him a 50% off coupon!"

Several other people even laughed and gloated when they saw Yoshino being beaten severely.

Damn...that woman!

Yoshino's eyes met hers, and they were full of ridicule and condescension, looking down on the weak.

Use me to secure your own status and take pleasure in doing so. I'm going to tell you...I'm going to expose you!

"Tsubasa-san is not as cute as I thought."

Yoshino's words made everyone's faces darken, "Even though the three of them knew this, they still praised you so much because they thought you would let them sleep -"

boom!

The words were punched back into his stomach forcefully with fists, and fell on him like raindrops.

Yoshino could only curl up and protect his head as much as possible, enduring their bullying.

No power to resist...

Pictures flashed on the big screen in front of him, but Yoshino didn't feel like he could see them at all. Because the voices of those people almost overwhelmed the speakers.

There are people like that in ordinary schools... Yoshino felt extremely irritated.

It's very annoying....Stop talking!

But he didn't have the courage to stop them, or in other words, he was used to being patient.

Yoshino couldn't help but close his eyes tightly.

Out of sight out of mind.

But the sound cannot be completely blocked by plugging the ears.

This is a movie theater. Those who come to watch a movie should plug their ears and close their eyes...what the hell! ?

"you--"

Suddenly a voice sounded behind those people, and Yoshino couldn't help but open his eyes curiously. It was a strangely dressed man with long hair who seemed to appear among them all of a sudden.

He hugged the three people in an intimate gesture, but it seemed that they were not noticed at all.

He got close to the ears of those people——

"Watch the movie in a civilized manner." He said.

Putting his hands on their heads...

Suddenly, the theater was completely quiet.

Rather, there is only the sound that should be there.

Yoshino was relieved. He was thankful that someone came out to stop those people, and he could finally enjoy the movie he wanted to watch in peace.

Even though it's almost over, there's not much left to see.

The movie ended soon after, and the lights came back on in the dim auditorium. Yoshino stood up from his seat and subconsciously glanced at the people sitting in the front row who had been silent until now.

But the picture in his field of vision immediately stunned Yoshino. It seemed that such an impactful picture made his thinking go blank.

"How is this going!?"

.....Dead, dead?

The head has been twisted in such a way that no one can still be alive! ?

That figure flashed through Yoshino's mind. Is it that person just now...?

No, can humans do that?

If it can be done, is it really a [human]?

A certain fire in his heart rekindled from the ashes for no reason, and Yoshino chased after him like a fascination.

In a deserted alley, he met the man.

"Excuse me, was it you who did that thing at the cinema?"

The man seemed a little surprised and turned around with a smile. His body seemed to have been cut, with horrifying scars and rough stitches.

"Hey, can you see me?"

"..."

His expression was calm, "If I did it, what would you do? Reprimand me? Are they very special to you?"

special?

To say it is special, it is indeed special...but there are only bad memories, memories that make me hide under the quilt and cry aggrievedly in the middle of the night, like a nightmare...!

Yoshino's eyes widened, as if he had lost his soul, and he spoke tremblingly: "Can I do... the same thing?"

He looked surprised at his own words, then smiled softly.

"follow me."

Said so.

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The smell of mold and damp filled the air in the dry rivers and sewer openings under the bridges.

The sound of falling water formed a rhythmic white noise, and Yoshino huddled in the corner.

This seems to be his residence? I don’t know, but now the man is lying in a hammock between the water pipes, holding up a book.

"Some cursed spirits are called [Special Imaginary Cursed Spirits]. Cursed spirits are a collection of cursed powers leaked from human beings. Even if they do not have entities, those horrific images that remain in the public's mind can easily be transformed with powerful force. The curse takes form.”

Facing his explanation, Yoshino raised his head.

"Does the scary image in the public's impression...refer to famous monsters or ghost stories?"

"Yes, like Hanako and the nine-tailed demon fox in the toilet." He put down the book and put his arm behind his head, "The conjurer registers and warns them as special imaginary spirits. Powerful curses with unknown true identities. In the same way, it will be classified as a hypothetical curse spirit. In short, I feel that they only see this."

“But it’s not the fiction that people have been afraid of, right?”

"...Is it a natural disaster or something like that?" Yoshino thought for a while and replied.

He stood up from the hammock with a groan and smiled at Yoshino: "It's great to talk to you without accumulating stress."

It was the first time that Yoshino was so recognized by someone, and he couldn't help but feel happy. He said modestly: "No...where..."

He said his name was [Zhenren].

"The earth, forests, and oceans have always been feared by humans. They received excessive amounts of spell power, so they gained wisdom before their appearance took shape, and they have been dormant to this day."

"Everyone is a partner that makes me proud."

Yoshino asked: "Mr. Masato, what is the curse?"

"Humans," he answered immediately.

Yoshino opened his eyes slightly in surprise.

"I came from the hatred and fear of people——"

"The Curse of Birth."

Chapter 61 What is the antonym of like?

"The antonym of liking is indifference. Has the person who first said this said this got his retribution and gone to hell?"

Yoshino played with the small object that Masato handed to him in his hands. It was a vividly carved little man.

"How can there be any reason to treat others with malice, which is not as serious as not being in contact with each other?"

"The antonym of like is dislike. Japanese people probably like this kind of logic very much. They deliberately complicate simple answers and take pleasure in themselves."

Listening to the words of the young man behind him, the real person stopped and raised the corners of his mouth, "Everyone likes to play word games. Because humans...can't survive without making various excuses."

The open area in front of him was still in the dark underground. Next to the huge pillar that penetrated the ceiling and the concrete floor, a huge creature almost as tall as it was sitting on the wall.

Its bloated figure looked sluggish, as if it could no longer stand up on its own strength.

Yoshino opened his eyes wide and asked, "...is this?"

"I'm doing an experiment to see how much a person can expand."

Masato then pointed to the small object that Yoshino had been playing with, "By the way, the one in your hand is an experiment to see how small it can be."

Yoshino was startled and turned his head sharply

, "This is a...person?!"

The young man didn't seem to have any fear, as if he was numb. The real man looked at him in silence for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Shunpei, are you used to seeing corpses?"

"...How should I put it?" Yoshino handed the [person] in his hand back to Masato, "If I say this is my mother, I will lose my mind and may hate Mr. Masato."

"But I know the ugliness of human beings. So I don't have any expectations from others. Even if someone dies, I won't have any thoughts."

Yoshino looked at the palm of his hand calmly, "Indifference is the ultimate virtue that humans should have."

The real person looked at the young man in front of him again with great interest, "I say so, but in reality I want revenge."

"Are you saying that I'm conflicted?"

The real person paused for a moment, then asked: "Shunpei, do you think people have [heart]?"

"Eh...no...?" His tone was not very sure.

"No."

The real person said: "People have a [soul], but that is not a [heart]."

"...Then this is mine...!"

"I am the only one in the world who understands the structure of the soul. And I can change the appearance of living things just by touching it."

"Emotions, anger, sorrow and joy are all products of soul metabolism. Calling it the heart is too blind. Human beings always think of invisible things too special. But for me who can see, the soul is as invisible as the body. Anything special.”

"Just existing here."

The real person seemed to be in a trance, "You know? Life has no value or weight. Just like water to heaven and earth, life is just reincarnation between them."

"I'm just like you, meaningless and worthless. So it doesn't matter what you do, and you are free to live however you want."

There seemed to be magic in his words, making Yoshino freeze in place.

"We cannot be bound by this [indifferent] ideal, and we do not need a consistent lifestyle. Eat when you are hungry, and kill when you hate it."

There was a cracking sound of bones breaking, and the sculpture-like person was easily crushed in the hands of a real person.

"I appreciate you and everything you do."

Yoshino's eyes widened and he murmured.

"Affirm my, everything...?"

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"found it."

Ichichi, who was driving, pointed at the scattered crowds on the street. He and Kizuna discovered Yoshino Junpei wandering alone on the street.

"Hey, casual clothes?"

"It seems like he hasn't been to school recently."