After Inheriting the Curse, I Was Forced to Fall into the Shura Field

Kawakami Yuki's hand holding the mirror couldn't stop trembling. The moles on the corners of the eyes of the person in the mirror were eerily red - ever since he inherited Tomie's curse, he had become a moving magnet of misfortune. He was always awakened late at night by the nightmare of dismemberment, and the men around him looked at him more and more strangely. From the initial pity, he gradually became paranoid and crazy. "Please protect me..." He once tugged at the corner of Gojo Satoru's clothes, his wet eyes like a frightened rabbit. The white-haired man gently wiped away his tears, but there were blue marks in the dark on his palms. But when there was an unfamiliar body temperature on his neck, and when the eyes of those who promised to "protect forever" gradually twisted towards him, Yuki finally understood that those who were close to him would eventually be cursed to swallow their sanity. He was like a hunted deer, stumbling away from one embrace after another. Little do you know that every time you visit a new city, there will always be familiar figures appearing on the street corners. He dragged his injured ankle and ran wildly through the rainy alley, the sound of his leather shoes breaking puddles heard behind him. Someone pulled open his rain-soaked collar, and sprayed warm breath on his ears: "Why are you running away? You have been mine for a long time." The other hand touched his mole, and his voice was filled with morbid obsession: "Only I can free you..." Someone blocked the way with an umbrella, and his tone was as gentle as coaxing a cub: "Are you tired? Follow me home." Yuxi's eyes were red and she was biting her lip. She was filled with fear and just wanted to stay away from these dangerous loves. But he didn't know that those people had already been searching for him, turning their love and possessiveness into a thick poison, vowing to lock the frightened little rabbit by their side forever. Concept: Love for cowards?