"Hey, little girl, I'm expensive, you know."
The cursed spirit girl nodded heavily and said solemnly, "I'll get it ready."
"The challenge fee is five thousand cubic meters per attempt." "Huh?!"
"Hahahahaha." Toji Fushiguro could not help laughing. "You're right, she's adorable."
Mahito walked up to a door with a wind chime hanging from it. When he arrived, the chime rang crisply, and the door opened from within. A little girl's head timidly poked out through the crack.
The little girl saw Mahito and immediately broke into a wide smile. "Master Daddy!"
Toji Fushiguro's mouth twitched. "Master Daddy? What kind of name is that? Your weird fetish?"
"I saved them from those foolish imagined vengeful spirits, and they regard me as both master and father." Mahito stroked the little girl's head. "Cursed spirits with a strong sense of pride call me Master, while those who have yet to develop self-awareness call me Father. I accept it calmly."
Mahito turned to the cursed spirit girl and said with a beaming smile, "Xu Sha can call me Daddy too, you know. I don't mind." "I mind!" The cursed spirit girl blushed.
Toji Fushiguro looked at the red-faced cursed spirit girl, then at the little girl who had opened the door. When the little girl noticed him looking at her, she froze, her face full of fear.
He thought of that mature woman, Black Feather, then of the twin girls he had seen grimacing as they swung their swords when passing through the courtyard. These so-called second-generation intelligent cursed spirits were all lovely, exquisite women—mature women, young girls, and little girls alike.
This was probably no coincidence. The King of Curses had done it deliberately.
He unconsciously smiled. "I see. You used humanity's protective instincts toward beautiful women? You really put a lot