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6: special

6: special

"Uraume~"

"... yes?"

"Can you, perhaps, make an ice chair for me? It's getting quite hot."

"..."

Faced with that unrestrained smile, Uraume had no choice but to do this human's bidding. Long Shen sighed as he took a seat, the chilling temperature offsetting the heat of this afternoon. That group of curses had been decimated by him a few seconds ago, but there seems to be another group heading to the village.

Thus, he decided to stay put-only to realize that summer had already come. The beating afternoon heat made him feel icky from the sweat so he was glad that Uraume followed him out here.

Ice Techniques really were the best when summer arrives!

"Uraume~"

"... yes?"

"What method would you like to see?"

"... pardon?" This time, the indifferent Uraume blinked in confusion, not understanding Long Shen's question.

A glint of mischief flashed through the shaman's eyes. "You see, this Excellency dealt with the curses from earlier in a straightforward way. Shall we play around with the next one? Let's make them duel it out until one comes out the winner. Then, as the champion, we'll make it fight future curses that would wreck havoc here. What do you think?"

In Long Shen's eyes, these pitifully weak curses were no more than play things. But, if they were strong enough, just like Sukuna, the shaman would love to fight it to the death.

"Ah, what if it grows strong?" The shaman let out a girly squeal out of excitement. "I'd love to fight it then!~"

Uraume took five steps back, making distance between him and this battle maniac. They didn't want to be associated with this lunatic.

"Anyway," the shaman regained composure at last. "None of them looks as good as Mister Sukuna so this Excellency would just eradicate all of them."

Poor, poor Uraume wanted to run away. They shouldn't have butted in their master's business nor this human's. In fact, they should have just stayed put and cooked food just like they always have.

...

"..." Another sigh echoed inside the abode for the umpteenth time that week.

A certain curse heard the snapping of the last string of patience he had, so Sukuna glared at the human responsible for it. "What are you making so much annoying noises for, human? If you're not going to shut up, then leave."

"Mister Sukuna," the shaman laid on his back on the couch made of human bones. "Should this Excellency visit a brothel?"

Sukuna: "..."

Uraume, who just came back from outside: "... whatever for, Mister Long?"

"Mister Sukuna won't fight with me, I haven't met another curse as strong as him, or a human that could amuse me. So, this Excellency thought, why not visit a brothel to amuse myself? I haven't seen the entertainers in this country, after all. Perhaps they're as beautiful as the entertainers in mine? Delicate like glass and as fragrant as flowers, like that."

Sukuna: "..."

Uraume: "I think that's a good idea instead of just staying put every day."

Long Shen: "Right? So, this Excellency might disappear for a few months."

A certain curse choked on air. What the—??? Is he even human? Staying in a brothel for that long? Even Sukuna had a hard time believing what he just heard.