Curse Returns: Eight Extraordinary Skills? I lack nothing.

"The first guy we encountered was that show-off, a sorcerer who controlled spirits and was quite powerful."

"If I hadn't activated my domain, I almost wouldn't have been able to win."

"Then another six-eyed kid appeared. Facing him, I felt like an ant facing an elephant."

"That guy didn't even look at me properly, he just waved his hand casually, and I almost lost my life on the spot."

Hua Yu's voice came again, with a soothing tone: "That time was an accident. No one could have imagined that humans would have such powerful beings."

Louhu shook his head, the flame in his single eye flickering.

He thought of the plague.

That guy who liked to be alone never joined them; he always hid in the shadows, pondering those ancient rituals.

Louhu initially thought the plague was troublesome, as it was both unsociable and difficult to get along with. But regardless, it was still one of their kind.

The results of it?

The plague killed itself.

That's how it was; not long ago, according to his plan,

No matter what,

We can still try our best to create a future for a new generation of humanity.

As a result, everything that has happened recently has left him feeling desperate.

A newly born Cataclysmic-level cursed spirit was dealt with by a cursed sorcerer he had never seen before, who appeared out of nowhere.

Even his good friend, Hua Yu, almost lost his life on the spot if he hadn't been good at protecting himself.

Louhu had assumed that the guy riding the white horse was Hope.

That was a peer whose strength far surpassed his own.

Louhu sought him out and invited him to join her, thinking she had finally found someone she could stand shoulder to shoulder with.

"It turns out that guy didn't even consider himself a cursed spirit." Louhu's voice became very soft, as if she were talking to herself:

"He said his mission was to eliminate—to eliminate humans and cursed spirits alike. This world has no need for any living beings."

"What does he take the life of the cursed spirit for?!"

Although Lou Hu didn't say it, he actually understood it himself.

He was driven to a state of self-isolation and fell into self-doubt.

Just then, a man with stitches on his head appeared before them with a smile.

..............................

Yuuto held Miwa Kasumi's soft, slightly cool hand as they walked side by side on the sidewalk in Shibuya.

After a whole day of sightseeing, Yuuto brought her to the front of a movie theater in the evening.

This is a high-end cinema specializing in screenings for couples, featuring private rooms, excellent hygiene, and a pleasant atmosphere.

Yuuto had made a reservation in advance before coming to Shibuya.

At the entrance of the movie theater, Miwa Kasumi stopped, her voice tinged with uncertainty: "This place... looks very expensive."

Yuuto didn't answer, but gently squeezed her hand, pushed open the door, and walked inside.

The receptionist, dressed in a neat uniform, bowed slightly as the two entered and said, "Hello, do you have a reservation?"

Yuuto nodded, took out his phone from his pocket, pulled up the reservation information, and handed it over.

The waiter glanced at them, nodded, and came out from behind the counter, gesturing for them to come this way: "This way, please, gentlemen."

The waiter led them to the end of the corridor and pushed open a heavy wooden door.

The room was much larger than I had imagined; it was more like a meticulously designed private living room than a movie theater.

The floor was covered with a dark gray long-pile carpet, which was soft and silent underfoot.

Directly opposite the door is a huge screen that almost fills the entire wall.

In the center of the room sat a large leather sofa, even larger and more comfortable than a typical bed.

After the waiter quietly explained how to use the equipment, he left and gently closed the door.

Miwa Kasumi stood in the doorway, her gaze sweeping around the room before finally settling on the large sofa.

The tips of her ears were flushed red, and her lips were slightly pursed, as if she was trying to appear less nervous.

Although she didn't know much, she couldn't be a complete novice in this day and age, so she naturally knew what would happen next.

Moreover, he had actually made some preparations, otherwise he wouldn't have come here with Yuuto.

But my heart was pounding faster than usual.

Yuuto took off his coat and casually draped it over the armrest of the sofa.

She walked to the sofa, bent down to test the softness of the cushion, and then turned to look at Miwa Kasumi and said, "Come sit down."

Kasumi Miwa took a deep breath, and walked over step by step in her cream-colored Mary Jane shoes. She sat down next to Yuuto, placing her hands neatly on her knees.

Yuuto reached for the remote control on the coffee table and pressed a button.

The screen lit up, the opening music began to play softly, and the scene was Makoto Shinkai's signature overly beautiful sky and clouds.

The movie is called "Your Name". Yuto had seen it in his previous life, while Kasumi Miwa had only heard of it but never seen it.

Whether she was drawn in by the plot or doing it on purpose, she was completely absorbed in staring at the screen, as if nothing else existed.

Yuuto leaned back on the sofa, his posture relaxed. He played with Miwa Kasumi's smooth, long blue hair with one hand and kneaded her soft, boneless palm with the other.

Miwa Kasumi's ears turned bright red, but she didn't pull them back, as if she really hadn't noticed.

As the movie progressed into its middle, Miwa Kasumi's head was already resting on Yuuto's shoulder.

Yu Ren's hand naturally rested on her snow-white thigh, his fingers sometimes gently caressing and sometimes pinching.

Her long skirt had already been lifted up, revealing her calves, thighs, and all the way to the top of her thighs.

As the movie drew to a close, Yuuto and Kasumi Miwa's emotions reached their peak.

Yuuto embraced Miwa Kasumi with both hands, then kissed her on the lips.

Miwa Kasumi's body trembled slightly, and then her hands slowly climbed onto Yuuto's shoulders.

Yu Ren's hand slid over her shoulder, his fingertips hooking the edge of her cardigan and pulling it off her shoulder.

The neckline of the light blue floral dress was slightly open, revealing her fair collarbone and her snow-white breasts that were faintly visible.

When his patience reached its limit, Yuuto took Miwa Kasumi's hands, placed her on the cushions above the sofa, and slowly removed her clothes.

Kasumi Miwa's face was so red it looked like it was about to bleed. She turned her face to one side, biting her lip, her eyelashes trembling, unable to look at Yuuto.

Yuuto then embraced Miwa Kasumi's soft, tender legs...

……

Her words were incomplete, broken into fragments.

Her legs involuntarily crossed and wrapped around Yu Ren's waist.

With his hands free, Yuuto stroked...

Miwa Kasumi's feet trembled as her light blue ankle socks, still on, slipped down to her ankles, revealing her slender ankles...

Chapter 98 Sage Mode

After finishing, Yuuto successfully entered "wise man mode".

He looked down at the sleeping Sanwa, but his mind was on the world situation.

In layman's terms, when something happens, the levels of dopamine and other related hormones are already at their peak.

Afterwards, dopamine levels drop rapidly, while serotonin levels rise, bringing a sense of calm.

Just as excited Yu was a moment ago, he is now completely sober.

Empty your mind and become a philosophical thinker.

Desire is extinguished, divinity rises, the body is still, and the soul is awake.

No longer driven by instinct, but by an observer's perspective, we re-examine ourselves, our lives, and the world.

What is the meaning of life?

"Are humans truly destined to be dominated by desires, living a life of aimless ignorance and confusion?"

"Physical pleasure is fleeting, but mental peace is eternal."

"All beings are drunk, only I am sober..."

As he thought about it, Yuuto's eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

He yawned, put his arm around Miwa Kasumi's shoulder, and closed his eyes.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and fell on the blankets where the two were intertwined.

Sanlun Xia woke up first.

She propped herself up and sat up, the blanket slipping off to reveal a faint red mark on her shoulder.

She glanced down, her face instantly turning red, and quickly pulled the blanket up.

Yuuto was awakened by the noise she made, opened one eye, and met her resentful gaze.

"You were really mean last night." Miwa Kasumi's voice was hoarse from just waking up, and she was puffed up with anger. "I really misjudged you before."

Yuuto paused for a moment, then laughed: "That's not what you said last night."

Kasumi Miwa's face turned even redder, and she reached out to hit him.

Yu Ren reacted quickly, grabbing her hand and pulling her into his arms.

His other hand slid across her waist and precisely gripped a certain spot.

"Ah...you!" Miwa Kasumi froze completely.

Yuuto remained expressionless: "Punishment."