In the southeast corner of the Zenin estate, in the outermost courtyard, Zenin Toji was lying on the sofa, with the sound of running water coming from the kitchen behind him.
That was Zenin Toji washing dishes in the kitchen. To be honest, Zenin Kiyoshi himself didn't expect him to take the initiative to wash the dishes. He originally thought that a guy who was too lazy to even clean up instant noodles would not care about the dishes.
To Zenin Kiyoshi's surprise, after finishing his meal, Zenin Toji didn't even wait for him to say anything before taking all the bowls and chopsticks and walking towards the kitchen sink.
He didn't say a word throughout the entire process, and neither did Zenin Kiyoshi. He simply sat down on the sofa, picked up the remote control,
The show that Zenji was watching was one of those nonsensical commercials. Zenji randomly picked one and found "Beautiful Life" starring Kimura Hiroya. Although it was already seven or eight episodes in, not being able to follow the plot was better than not having a plot at all.
However, before Zenin Kiyoshi could watch TV for long, a somewhat dissatisfied voice, tinged with moisture, drifted over:
"Hey! You little brat, hasn't anyone told you that it's very impolite to touch an adult's remote control without permission?"
To Zenin Toji's words, Zenin Kiyoshi didn't even turn his head, replying in a posture and tone remarkably similar to Zenin Toji's:
"I didn't touch your remote control randomly; I carefully selected a TV program before doing so."
"Tsk, you brat, you're really annoying."
He shook the cold water off his hands, but instead of grabbing the remote back, he simply sat down opposite Zenin Kiyoshi, staring blankly at the television.
What is this drama about?
"I don't know, it's probably a romance drama."
"What are you watching, kid? It's boring."
"Teach me some fighting skills tomorrow, and in return, I can cook for you. Otherwise, I'll spend the whole day fighting you for the TV."
Zenin Kiyoshi's words stunned Zenin Toji. Looking at the little boy still glued to the television, he couldn't help but ask:
"Kid, we've only just met today. Aren't you being a little too arrogant? Our relationship doesn't seem close enough for you to joke around with me like this, does it?"
I'm not a good person. The only reason I'm reminding you not to leave is because I don't want to get into trouble before I leave this place.
As for washing your dishes, it's purely because I don't want to owe you a favor. You'd better understand our relationship and not...
However, before Zenin Toji could finish speaking, Zenin Kiyoshi interrupted his series of awkward remarks:
"I don't think we're close enough to joke around, but I don't think you're a bad person either. At least this morning you pulled me out and took me in, and this afternoon at the fire scene, I saw you from afar. As for whether you're a good person or not, based on what I've seen so far, I think you're pretty good."
He's not a good person, but he's definitely not a jerk either. Washing dishes is not a way to repay a favor. The person who cooks works much harder than the person who washes the dishes, especially when you've basically eaten all the food. Washing dishes is much easier for you. I don't think this unequal way of repaying a favor can offset the debt of gratitude.
Or rather, it's like I'm asking you for a favor. Please teach me some fighting techniques. I'm going to the Tokyo Jujutsu High at the end of this month, and given my current strength, I'd most likely die if I encountered a Grade 2 cursed spirit. I want to survive, and in the entire Zenin family, only you can help me."
When Zenin Kiyoshi said these words, there was not a trace of affectation on his face. At least, there was not a hint of mockery on his face for being a useless sorcerer.
He seemed genuinely convinced of the utterly useless nature of his fighting skills...
That being said, this seems to be the first time in my life that I have been recognized by others, right?
Thinking about this, Zenin Toji felt a strange, indescribable feeling in her heart.
From the moment he was born, he was never affirmed by anyone, not his parents, brothers, or even his clan. None of them acknowledged or recognized him, as if his birth was a mistake. As a child, he was careful even when he was breathing, afraid of being punished by his father for such a thing.
He had tried other methods to gain the approval of his parents or those around him. Although he seemed like a good-for-nothing, he was actually quite smart. He won first place several times in elementary school. But when he presented his first-place test paper to his parents, all he got was a torn-up certificate.
His father told him, "A piece of trash like you! Don't ever show your face in front of me again! These things are completely worthless!"
His mother told him, "If only you hadn't been born from my belly. I would rather you had never been born. Please, just die. It's the only thing you can do for me!"
From that moment on, Zenin Toji knew that all his efforts were meaningless.
From the moment he was found to have no cursed energy, his life was destined to be unacknowledged by anyone.
So he began to give up on himself and embark on a path of self-destruction. This made him even more hated by his father. On his birthday, his father threw him into the nurturing ground of the Zenin family.
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Inside were some level two or three cursed spirits raised by the Zenin family, specifically used to punish some of the Zenin family's prisoners, or to train people's hunting skills, but basically no one chose the second option.
The moment he was thrown down, Zenin Toji knew that no light would ever shine into his life again.
This was the first birthday gift he had ever received in his life, a gift from the person who brought him life, a gift called "death."
He was lying on the ground, not wanting to resist anything; for him, perhaps dying there was the best option.
But just as the cursed spirit's finger pierced his cheek, Zenin Toji suddenly felt that if he died like this, wouldn't that be too much in line with those people's wishes?
No, he had to live, he had to survive, even if he couldn't live like a human being, he still had to live, he wanted to disgust these bastards!
So the next day, when everyone arrived at the Spirit Nurturing Ground, all they saw were the corpses of cursed spirits scattered on the ground, and a boy whose entire body was covered in blood.
He tightly gripped a broken, low-grade cursed tool in his hand; it was that tool that gave the boy the ability to kill cursed spirits.
My thoughts seemed to drift back to that moment, but then, Zenin Kiyoshi's voice came again:
"I think your fighting skills are very good, please teach me."