[Curse] I Want to See the Corpse After Death

He didn't like his name, but he accepted it. He didn't have a father, and he didn't need a father. Fushiguro had always thought this way in the first half of his life. Until he watched the man commit suicide in front of him with a wandering cloud. Then he climbed up from the shadow of thin darkness and woke up after the same meaningless death. On the dusk street, on the way home, the strongest man in the magic world squatted in front of him and told him about his father. "He must be dead." The child, who was only a few years old, suddenly said. The six-eyed conjurer stopped talking and looked at him deeply. He knew now that his father never abandoned him, he was just dead. "So, where is the body?" He continued. Ten minutes later, the suspicious white-haired man who was still very young closed the door of the morgue and said to him awkwardly: "Ah, it seems he is not dead." Fushiguro:...? —————— —————— The Ten Shadows of the Chanyuan family are not very old. But as if being chased by a beast in the dark, the boy was not eager to train himself every day. Subduing shikigami, exorcising curse spirits, rescuing the injured, and even not afraid of confronting the curse master head-on. ——But it's too small. The curser with a ferocious smile picked up the boy in front of him: Ha, Ten Shadows Technique? That's what the Zen Yuan family is like—— The words were not finished. What appeared in front of him was the sky and the tyrant. The man's shadow shrouded him, and the existence itself seemed to distort the surrounding space. The most suffocating thing was the tension that was ready to go. He looked at the man who was so proud a moment ago with an unkind expression. "Zen, Zen Yuan is very..." "I'm covering this kid," Tianyu Tyrant raised his head, "... And, it's Fushiguro." The curser's legs trembled and he ran away. ："……" ，："，" ，： × √ × √ √ √ If / :