Curse Returns, a gamble from the start, I awaken dual spells

"What is the Eighty-Eight Bridges?" Huzhang asked.

"A suicide hotspot!" Fu Hei glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "That's a well-known suicide spot in the area."

"Oh, right!" The old man seemed to remember something.

"I remember that bungee jumping at the Eighty-Eight Bridges used to be popular among delinquents for a while. They called it a test of courage."

"I've heard of this too," a delinquent boy nearby raised his hand.

"As for Jintian and the others, they also participated in this event back then." The old man stroked his chin, recalling the details of that time.

"Later, because they didn't come home all day, their parents sent people to look for them, and they were finally found under the Eighty-Eight Bridge."

"They were severely scolded by their parents after this incident, but they insisted that they couldn't remember anything."

As the old man recounted the events of that year, Li Ren fell into deep thought.

"It must be the work of that top-tier cursed spirit born from resentment under the bridge. Everyone who enters its territory will be marked, and when the curse finally erupts, it will kill them remotely."

Rito quickly recalled the plot about the Eighty-Eight Bridges from the original work.

But the special-grade cursed spirit is not the point; the point is the Nine Phases Diagram of the Cursed Embryo.

"Zhang Xiang values ​​brotherhood the most. Perhaps we can use the Tiger Staff here to make him turn against us beforehand."

......

As darkness fell, the group successfully reached the surface of the Eighty-Eight Bridge.

Huzhang climbed up the rope from under the bridge, his brow furrowed, as if he was pondering something amiss.

"Rito, there doesn't seem to be anything down there."

Liren walked to the bridge railing and peered down.

The area under the bridge was pitch black, with only the faint sound of flowing water coming up from a great depth.

In early winter, the river is narrow and the water volume is not large. The sound of the water is cut into segments by the bridge piers, making it sound a bit muffled.

"What about the remnants?" Fuhei asked.

Huzhang patted the dust off his hands. "I didn't feel anything. Maybe it's too cold, or maybe it's been too long."

Kugizaki leaned against the bridge railing with one hand, looking down at the bridge below with a furrowed brow.

"Now that we're all this way, we can't just walk around up there and go back." She zipped her coat up all the way and gestured with her chin towards Itsuji. "Can the rope hold up?"

"I just climbed it, no problem."

"Then let's go down and take a look."

The person in charge did not object.

He leaned against the railing, his gaze sweeping across the shadows beneath the bridge.

According to the original story, the top-tier cursed spirit is hiding below, and the two evil brothers are most likely lurking in some realm of existence at this moment.

The fact that Tiger Stick said no filth was found does not mean it is safe; it only means that the other party hid it well.

"Senior Fushiguro, wait—"

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out from afar.

Upon closer inspection, Fukuro recognized him as one of the delinquents he had encountered at school.

He was riding his bicycle, pedaling furiously as he approached from a distance, and there seemed to be a girl sitting on the seat behind him.

"Fuhei...senior!" The boy stopped, panting heavily.

"Fujinuma?" Fushiguro greeted the girl as she got off her bicycle.

Seeing the puzzled looks on the faces of Huzhang and the others, he turned his head and explained, "They are students from the same year."

"I didn't expect you to still remember me, Fushiguro. That's wonderful," Fujinuma replied politely.

"This is my sister," the boy introduced to the group. "After I went back, I told my sister about Senior Fukuro, and she insisted on coming over, saying that there was something important."

"Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother everyone."

"It's nothing." Rito waved his hand and looked at the girl whose eyes were filled with fear.

"Fujinuma, you were in the same club as Tsumiki in school, right?"

"Who is Tsumiki?"

Upon hearing this name, Kugizaki Itadori was filled with question marks.

"She's my sister." After a moment of silence, Fu Hei spoke.

"Huh???" Itadori Kugizaki exclaimed in unison.

Why haven't you mentioned this before?

"How much longer do you intend to keep this from us?"

The two launched a tirade against Fukuro, then, as if they had discovered something, they simultaneously turned their gazes toward Rito.

"Rito, I think you need to explain yourself properly." Kugizaki rubbed his hands together, slowly approaching Rito.

"Looks like you already knew, yet you kept it from us. You're guilty of the same crime as Fukuro!" Itadori bared his teeth, his face full of ill intent.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Rito hurriedly waved his hand, his face showing an innocent expression.

"I only found out recently myself. I asked another delinquent about it, and I haven't had a chance to tell you guys yet."

In order to present this information in a reasonable manner, Rihito made thorough preparations.

He had already asked Fushiguro about Tsumiki's matter beforehand, so it didn't seem abrupt.

"Everyone—" Fujinuma suddenly spoke, interrupting Itadori and Kugizaki's actions.

"Can you let me finish speaking?"

"I'm really sorry about that." Realizing he might have done something wrong, Itadori gave an awkward laugh and then obediently retreated.

Kugizaki didn't say anything, but he also stopped fooling around.

"My brother told me you're investigating the curse of the Eighty-Eight Bridges, but I have a feeling there's something special about it..."

Fujinuma hesitated, as if he had something difficult to say.

"Some kind of special relationship?" Fuhei pressed.

"It was Mr. Kaneda, who, along with two other gentlemen, passed away, and the Eighty-Eight Bridges..."

"It's okay, don't worry, just say it!" Seeing Fujinuma's troubled expression, Rito encouraged him.

"Yes, don't worry, speak freely. We're not ordinary people; we'll protect you," Itajimaru chimed in at the opportune moment.

"I..." Fujinuma suddenly lowered his head, as if enduring some unknown pain, "That place, I've been there!"

The air suddenly froze.

Then, Fujinuma's trembling voice slowly echoed across the bridge.

"One night during my second year of junior high, I went to the area under this bridge."

"Hmm?" Kugizaki sensed something was off from Fujinuma's expression.

"Have you encountered anything strange at home recently? That's why you came looking for us after hearing that we were investigating."

After a long silence, Fujinuma slowly nodded.

"It's an automatic door." The fear in her voice could no longer be concealed.

"My family runs a local specialty store, and the automatic door in the store is only kept open when I come home."

"Although my parents said it was just a coincidence, I still felt that something was wrong."

"Considering what happened to Mr. Kaneda and the other two gentlemen recently, I'm worried..."

Fujinuma didn't continue, but everyone knew what she had gone through.

"Another one cursed." Rihito said in a deep voice.

"However, it seems that Fujinuma's curse has not fully manifested yet, so it should still be possible to save him."

"All we need to do is exorcise the super-grade cursed spirit under the bridge," Li Ren thought to himself.

"Were you alone when you went to the Eighty-Eight Bridges?" Kugizaki pressed.

Fujinuma shook his head. "I went with two senior members of the club at the time."

Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, her eyes widened, and her gaze fell on Fu Hei.

"At that time... Tsumi-senpai was also there."

In an instant, Fu Hei's body froze.