This is a world where curses are everywhere and magicians are exhausted.
Fujiicha's initial wish was to live peacefully until natural death, until she came to a high school in search of short-term comfort...
It didn't matter whether she graduated or not. A spellcaster would love the party. Rather than being woken up by a curse stuck on the ceiling in the middle of the night, she just wanted to sleep peacefully in the dormitory of a college and earn a pension along the way.
However, the higher-ups of the college were not human beings, but they were trying hard to grab a high-tech sheep, and the curse spirit almost chewed it and swallowed it. Fujii Tea burst out. There is only so much population, so we can build it with all our strength. Her patriotism is extremely strong even in another world!
Unexpectedly, one of them stuck to me.
Love is the most twisted curse.
Gojo Satoru thought he had lost her forever, no matter how he cursed her. Until that day when he saw a familiar face.
Gojo Satoru: "Wife~~I finally found you~~~"
Fujii Cha: "I'm sorry, who are you?"
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How to retain people who do not belong to this world?
Let this person be completely imbued with his aura, inside and out. Until death, no one can separate them...
The moment they met, the god welcomed his most loyal follower.
①The main curse returns and the swords dance wildly
②ooc It depends on the individual. After all, there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand people, but I accept corrections.
③I am very concerned about my appearance. I like guys with high IQ and EQ. I am eager to try the black mud guy next door, but I don't have the brains. Let me think about it again...
Intention: Even like a firefly, it can shine a little in the dark without waiting for a torch