(Under major revision)
You were born with disabilities in both legs and bullied at school. The one who saved you was a cursed spirit covered in stitches, innocent and cruel in equal measure.
The next day, on your way to school, you discovered that everyone who had bullied you had been killed by him, and that the cursed spirit had begun following you.
"Cute."
"That's what humans say, right?" He tilted his head in the middle of a mountain of corpses, staring fixedly at you.
You feared him, but he kept you by his side as his possession, his human doll. You fought desperately to escape, only to be caught and brought back again and again.
A curse user from a thousand years ago watched with a smile and mused leisurely, "After all, this isn't the first time you've been caught in a loop, nor is it the first time he's been born."
The words left unsaid drifted through the air:
Because every time he is born, he meets you, and every time, he dies because of you.
#HE. The male lead is Mahito, with some original elements. OOC warning. A short story under 100,000 characters.
#The female lead is disabled in both legs at first, but recovers later.
Theme: Monsters need monsters to save them.
By the way, if Yayoi is in a wheelchair, wouldn't it be inconvenient to travel? If that field could be transformed into various scenes, wouldn't it be a joy to travel around the world [Spreading Flowers] [Spreading Flowers] [Spreading Flowers]
It's damp, it's really damp
I will always wait for your update 😭
Real people are quite cute when they are not acting like monsters 🐶
Please update, ah, ah, teacher (Roaring) (Crawling forward in a twisted way) (Ferocious) (Running forward) (Falling to the ground) (Crawling forward in a twisted way) (Eerie growl) (Crawling) (Split) (Walking ashore) (Twisting) (Wriggling) (Walking in a twisted way) (Touching the phone to open the software) (Disappointed to find there is no update and leave)
Licking the back, um... More or less, a little wet?
Why not tell Gojo Satoru and the others about those experiences? The bond I made with Naohua doesn't include keeping secrets, so he suddenly became the Riddler.
Yes, yes, sweet, sweet, sweet
Mua A big mouthful of hard-working little bees coding
Okay, now real people have joined the pure love family 💪