The sunlight was actually quite dazzling, but cursed spirits are different from ghosts in the traditional sense. They are not afraid of the sunlight, and some cursed spirits even enjoy reading on the beach.
Zenin family houses are traditional Japanese residential houses, characterized by the sakuza style.
With gray and yellowish-brown as the base colors, it emphasizes the roughness of objects and pursues a unique style that finds perfection in imperfection.
However, the "imperfections" that a house is supposed to be perfect for are actually seen as flaws when applied to people.
What does it feel like and experience for a father to kill his two daughters with his own hands?
The Zenin Ogi might offer an answer to this question.
Feeling a little reluctant? Not really, but when he actually placed that ugly cursed spirit into his home, a strange feeling still welled up in his heart.
He didn't know how to describe the feeling. Perhaps it was a sense of relief? Or perhaps it was reluctance to part with his two newborn children?
But more than anything, there was a deep-seated sense of resentment.
It seemed that killing those two kids who were holding him back would resolve most of his resentment.
But is that really the case? Perhaps the answer is already in the heart of the Zenin Ogi.
However, sometimes things are not meant to prove right or wrong; their only purpose is to prove that one is not wrong.
It was a cursed spirit whose entire body looked as if it had been skinned alive; with each step it took, a little sticky liquid would flow down its bloody body.
The cursed spirit, panting heavily, took steps toward the two children who were lying in the stroller.
Even from such a distance, Zenin Ogi could still smell the stench emanating from the cursed spirit's breath. He frowned, his steps faltered slightly, and even the fingers resting on the sword at his waist seemed to waver a little.
But after a cicada chirped, he suddenly turned around and walked away. He was no less capable than the Zenin Naobito!
How can a child hold their parents back?!
Now that things have really come to this, the only way for them to avoid holding themselves back and to wash away their shame is to die!
Die! Die! Die! Die!
This is not my fault! It's your fault! It's your fault for not being born with my powerful bloodline of sorcerers!
You brought this death upon yourselves! I was merely helping you end this painful life sooner!
Even if you survive, you definitely won't be happy in the future!
If you had an adult way of thinking, you would be able to understand me, you would understand me, you should understand me!
I'm doing this for your own good!
So, just go die, my daughters!
Just as Zenin Ogi's figure disappeared into the courtyard corridor, the ugly cursed spirit walked to the vicinity of the baby carriage. At this moment, it lowered its head, its whole body resembling a skinned toad, but with long black hair that could almost drag on the ground.
It tilted its head, foul-smelling mucus oozing from its mouth, and made strange noises from its throat.
"My child, my child! My child! My child!"
The voice grew more urgent and shrill, and the cursed energy surrounding his body surged like boiling water.
Just as the two sisters were about to die, a figure that wasn't very tall appeared next to the stroller.
The figure appeared at an extremely fast speed, and no one could see his movement trajectory at all. It was as if he appeared out of thin air!
Zenin Toji was standing at the window on the second floor of his house, squinting at Zenin Kiyoshi standing next to the stroller. A faint look of surprise appeared on his face. He had just seen it. Zenin Kiyoshi did not run over. Instead, he teleported directly to the stroller from where he was standing.
That's... a spatial generation technique?!
Why was this guy placed here with me? What exactly does the old man want?
Zenin Toji didn't quite understand Zenin Naobito's meaning for a moment, but what he didn't know was that, currently, no one else in the entire world besides him knew that Zenin Kiyoshi could use the skill of spatial teleportation.
Just as Zenin Ogi was still lost in thought, Zenin Ogi looked at the two unharmed little ones in the stroller in front of him, and a look of lingering fear appeared on his face.
If I had arrived any later, those two babies would probably have died here.
Although the Maki and Mai sisters lived to their teens unharmed in the original story, Zenin Kiyoshi did not dare to gamble.
After all, his appearance did bring about some differences between the Zenin family and the original story, and any slight change could cause huge fluctuations in the original plot. For Zenin Kiyoshi, who is still relatively weak at the moment, changing the plot in advance is not a good thing.
This is the main reason why he is here.
Secondly, there was another reason, which was that, deep down, he didn't want the two sisters to die here.
They deserve a future of their own, instead of a tragic childhood burdened by the name of a Zenin.
Since you're going to try and build goodwill, you might as well go all the way.
Moreover, based on Zenin Toji's previous performance, Zenin Kiyoshi was actually certain of one thing.
That man, who looked utterly dejected, was not as numb to the extent he appeared.
At least the moment he pulled him over, Zenin Kiyoshi could sense that the other person wasn't doing it out of respect for Zenin Naobito, but simply because he didn't want to see that thing happen again.
Zenin Toji's pull might have been for Zenin Kiyoshi, or it might have been for his own past, but in any case, his pull proved that Zenin Toji would definitely not sit idly by and do nothing about Maki and Mai's situation.
Therefore, Zenin Kiyoshi was certain that the moment he stepped out of Zenin Toji's house, the other party must have already paid some attention to him.
Even if I am not able to stop it when the time comes, Zenin Toji can serve as another protective umbrella.
Of course, Zenin Kiyoshi wasn't entirely certain whether this protective umbrella would be opened.
But there are not many things in the world that can be absolutely accomplished; sometimes you have to face those risks.
Zenin Kiyoshi stood in front of the stroller, and behind him was the ugly cursed spirit with its mouth open, ready to tear at him.
The other person's teeth were still stained with bits of flesh, and bright red meat strands danced between their teeth, exuding an almost suffocatingly bloody smell.
Such an attack, however, could not cause the slightest harm to Zenin Kiyoshi at this moment. Instead, it was as if it was blocked by an invisible wall, and could only stay not far from Zenin Kiyoshi, unable to move an inch.