Yuebai Ruri, a once-in-a-hundred-year young master of the Onmyoji family, is also the only enlightenment teacher and aspiration for Gojo Satoru, the god son of the Gojo family.
In order to cut off the conspiracy of the top management of the curse to use her as a hostage to control the "strongest", she took advantage of the scheme, risking death as a chess piece, using forbidden magic as a chess piece, and personally erasing the existence of "Moon White Glazed". Before leaving, I only left him a piece of letter.
Ten years later, she entered the Tokyo Magic College with a brand new identity as "Yuki Tsukijo". On the podium, the most powerful spellcaster who had become a legend but had an eternal night in his eyes, when his eyes passed over her, he no longer had the tenderness of the past.
She hid all her past habits, but she couldn't hide the familiar afterimages of the techniques during the battle, couldn't hide the same gentle whispers when comforting the shikigami, and she couldn't hide the thrill of the mountain and tsunami in her heart when she saw his figure.
He probed step by step, but she carefully dodged. Between suspicion and protection, truth and lies, the Shibuya night is about to swallow everything. When the shadow of the prison gate is once again shrouded, can she still use her mortal body to carve a way out for her god this time?
"Satoru, I won't say goodbye this time."
"Because death is never the end of our story."
Isn't it right? In 2026, there are still people doing curses (?)
Ooc apologizes, the new author is generating electricity for love. It is my first time to write an article. I have a big imagination and a mess of writing. I write wherever I think and write which sentence I dream about.
Updated as chance goes, I hope you like it
Intention: What else can love do?