Without thinking at all, Gu Mo quickly approached the area.
He had many doubts, but at this moment, that wasn’t too important. After all, seeing grotesque demons emerge, what harm could it have to conjure another mysterious person in his chaotic imagination?
If anything, Gu Mo felt a bit relieved — at least he didn’t have to get too close to those monstrous beings — and at the same time, he became curious.
He wanted to see just how bizarre his runaway thoughts would get this time, and how his imagination would unfold next... To be frank, it was a peculiar idea, even making him feel like his current mind was split into two distinct parts.
After all, he had determined that all of this was a scene imagined by his own mind, yet he was still curious about what would happen next, because he didn’t know... This implied that he subconsciously felt that part of his consciousness was no longer under his control, hence he couldn’t stop his thoughts and ideas from running wild.
— Isn’t this exactly where the sense of split comes from?
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
The cool and cold high school student in deep blue quickly looked Gu Mo up and down, asking in a somewhat suspicious tone. The involvement of a Special-grade Curse was significant, and this person was obviously not a student here. Appearing here at night was enough to raise suspicions.
"Me?" Gu Mo blinked and replied seriously, "I just got hungry at night and came out for a snack."
The implication was clear: he was just out on a casual errand.
Exactly, that’s all it was.
"A snack?"
The high school student’s eyebrows shot up. This area belonged to the school, and while it’s not exactly isolated, there really wasn’t a commercial street. Yet this person claimed to be here for a snack?
"Can’t I pass by here?" Gu Mo shrugged and spread his hands.
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"..."
The high school student furrowed his brow tightly. He scrutinized this person’s facial expression and felt something was off. Of course, there’s nothing wrong with going out for a snack at night, or passing by here, but doing so at this peculiar time and place seemed suspicious.
Most importantly, although the other person looked like an ordinary human without any Curse Power, with no signs of Curse Technique power or aura about him, his demeanor was anything but ordinary.
After escaping a dangerous situation, he calmed down surprisingly quickly, almost unnaturally so, looking far too composed and speaking with such confidence, not even breaking a sweat...
From facial expressions to movements, everything about him was filled with doubt!
Because one thing is for sure: ordinary people typically cannot see Curse Spirits, which means if they get caught up in such special situations, they are typically extremely shocked and terrified, unable to cope. Their past worldview shatters, and their sanity wavers, leaving them numb...
But what about this person here?
Despite turning and running when faced with the Curse Spirits earlier, he didn’t seem all that terrified or desperate, because how could an ordinary person, thrown into such a special situation, genuinely remain so calm? No matter how unperturbable someone is, it wouldn’t be this absurd.
The only possible explanation was that this person wasn’t facing Curse Spirits for the first time and was likely from the Curse Realm... Given that, insisting on pretending to be an ordinary person while appearing here at this time, isn’t that suspicious enough?
At this moment, the commotion on the other side had already faded.
It turned out that two ferocious dogs had briskly and efficiently solved the issue, tearing the Curse Spirits into pieces in just under ten seconds.
With his fist slightly clenched, the high school student looked toward the not-too-distant school building and decisively made a decision. He spoke in a deep voice, "It’s too dangerous here. Follow me!"
The Special-grade Curse was still inside the building, dragging things out could lead to problems. He didn’t have time to argue here or thoroughly question the other person, so he might as well be direct — since this person insisted on acting like an ordinary human, he would treat them that way. Given how dangerous it was, it was better to have them follow him.
Openly it was to protect him, but in reality, it was to keep him close and watch him at all times, preventing any funny business out of sight.
As for any danger...
That thought quickly passed, replaced by the high school student’s assuredness that his teacher was certainly nearby.
"Oh, alright..."
Gu Mo nodded obediently, showing a willingness to go along — since he’d already given up... No, relaxed.
However, Gu Mo’s quick compliance left the high school student staring sharply at him momentarily stunned. He had expected the other person to make excuses, but the actual readiness was beyond expectation, leaving him momentarily nonplussed.
After a brief second of silence, he gritted his teeth and swiftly dashed toward the teaching building, shouting, "Follow me!"
Gu Mo followed closely behind, feeling slightly strained. The other’s speed was indeed brisk, but with the building nearby, the required sprint wasn’t long, so there was no pressure. He kept a tight line behind the mysterious, cold-faced youth, curiously asking:
"By the way, what’s your name, little brother?"
"...Megumi Fushiguro."
The cold-faced youth paused briefly before responding.
Fushiguro? That’s a rare surname, Gu Mo thought, watching the text on the cold-faced youth’s forehead change from a question mark to a more specific display —
"Megumi Fushiguro (97%)".
He twitched his lips, trying hard to recall if he had recently encountered any related information.
They say, "What you think about during the day, you dream of at night," and "One cannot imagine things they’ve never seen." To put it simply, it uncovers the essence of human imagination, indicating it’s bound to logic, whether it’s extreme fantasy, brainstorming, or seemingly bizarre dreams...
It’s often because you’ve encountered related information previously, leaving an unconscious impression in your mind.
Although he couldn’t recall immediately, Gu Mo thought for a moment and asked again, "What were those things just now? I’ve never seen anything like them before."
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"..."
Only now pretending to be uninformed, is it a bit late? Besides, the act was rather clumsy... Megumi Fushiguro inwardly criticized. Clearly keeping his cool, yet acting as if it was his first time seeing strange things as a regular person.
Trying to take a deep breath, he spoke in a steady voice, "Those were Curse Spirits, entities formed from the accumulated Curse Power emitted by ordinary people. You can think of them as curses made of human negative emotions..."