Chapter 205 How Can There Be Such a Weak Person? (Two in One)

So the cursed sisters of the Fujiwara family were sent to Su Wu's shrine.

Even the people who sent them here had already prepared for the news of their death.

Even the two sisters themselves came with the awareness that they would die.

"That's probably it." Gojo Haru finished talking about something that happened not long ago, which Su Wu didn't know, with an indifferent attitude.

"..." Su Zi pulled up the corners of his mouth, with a lack of interest on his face, "Is that it?"

Not tragic enough and can't make people empathize...

It's not that Su Wu is heartless, the main thing is that there is really nothing to pity.

After all, she was born in the Fujiwara family~ Aren't they luckier than a bunch of civilian children who don't even have clothes to wear?

"Don't you think it's great? These two princesses have a rare quality... like a sharp stone." Gojo Haru said with a little surprise.

"You know, other princesses are usually..." Gojo Haru recalled other women he had met.

I think he also went to see the women recommended by the family elders out of curiosity.

When they introduced the woman, the most common words were "gentle, beautiful, generous."

There is always something outstanding in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs.

But... they are all ordinary.

Nothing special, as if everyone has the same face and is carved from the same mold.

When they meet, the screen separates them, and the figure is vague. At the same time, there will be a maid by her side. The princess speaks softly, and the maid is responsible for relaying, without other exceptions.

She also eats little, as if she can survive without eating. Her hair is very long, and she wears heavy and gorgeous clothes, just like... a puppet.

Gojo Haru couldn't remember any of the so-called princesses, and their praised beauty could not cause his emotional fluctuations.

The princesses of Heian-kyō always seem to be melancholy, considerate, gentle, and waiting to be rescued.

Gojo Haru is not interested in such princesses.

"Don't they mean that everyone likes this?" Su Wu complained expressionlessly with dead fish eyes.

There is a market only when there is demand. Women are like this. Those people praise these characteristics as advantages. It is obvious that they like this.

As for Gojo Haru who doesn't like it...

"You who don't like this are obviously the outliers." Su Wu continued to complain.

"...But I have six eyes." Gojo Haru was silent for a moment, and his voice was smiling.

"Six eyes are born outliers." His tone revealed a leisurely calmness.

How can a six-eye owner who only appears once every hundreds of years not be considered an outlier? The six eyes in the past thousand years will not even add up to more than five.

The "son of God" born with six eyes is born to be with loneliness.

"And you don't like that either." Gojo Haru asked the boy.

"Well..." Su Wu scratched his cheek with his index finger.

"I like special things." He admitted it straightforwardly.

"See, you don't like it either, and I don't like it either. We are not outliers when we are together." Gojo Haru smiled.

They who also have six eyes should be the closest kind of people in this era.

"So? What do you decide to do with them?" Gojo Haru asked directly.

"Keep them." Su Wu sighed.

Just make do with them, anyway, his shrine doesn't need any powerful shrine maidens.

"Perhaps the two of them can also be regarded as a kind of bondage, twins, so the talent, appearance, everything is divided into two."

"If the talent is particularly strong, even if it is divided, it shouldn't be so weak..." Su Wu began to analyze in a murmur.

"Maybe the Fujiwara family didn't find their true talent?" Gojo Haru put forward his own opinion.

"There is indeed such a possibility..." Su Wu nodded.

For example... the talent is all in the body? Melee magician?

Then the spiritual power is useless...

Their spiritual power, at most, allows them to see things that ordinary people can't see, but they can't fight because the spiritual power is too weak.

"Then it should be possible to train them to be mountain protectors..." Su Wu began to imagine.

"General..." Gojo Haru looked a little strange when he heard this, but then he laughed again, "I'm looking forward to it."

The princess of the Fujiwara family originally had nothing to do with the word general.

"Maro." Su Wu thought of this, and told Maro, who was waiting for orders, "Bring those two little ghosts here."

The blond young man bowed his head respectfully and walked out of the room.

"You trust him very much." Gojo Haru's tone was full of meaning.

If the boy in front of him came from a thousand years later, then... what about the blond young man who has been following the boy since they met?

The other party's posture... doesn't look like a person of this era.

There is a clear gap between outsiders and the original residents of this era.

"He and I came together." Su Wu answered casually, "There is nothing he can't listen to."

Maro and Kong are equivalent to his bound equipment. Who would worry about his bound equipment rebelling?

And... Maro is very weak to him.

There is no need to worry about the other party rebelling. Even if he really betrays and rebels... it will not succeed.

"Ah~" Gojo Haru nodded as if he understood.

A loyal minister.

"Sir, I brought them here." The blond young man appeared with a little girl in one hand.

The two little girls were obedient, just like kittens and puppies being held by the scruff of the neck.

Or maybe they tried to resist, but it didn't work.

Maro let go, and the two girls fell to the ground for a long time.

After a short cry of pain, they quickly tidied their clothes with their short hands, knelt down on the ground obediently, and greeted the young figure in front of them: "Your Highness."

Then he looked at Gojo Haru beside him: "Gojo Sir."

"I already know why you want to stay." Su Wu spoke slowly.

The two girls were pale, crawling on the ground, and their bodies trembled.

"I can keep you, but you can't stay here for free."

"At least show your potential value."

"Choose one." The white-haired boy threw out a bunch of weapons.

All of them came from the arsenal of the three great families, and they didn't spend a penny.

Originally, the system opened the weapon mall again, but...

Since he has already cursed back to the world, does he still need to buy it through the system? Just rob... no, just ask them to pay.

"...Weapons?" Kiko and Junko looked confused.

After all, they are also women of noble birth. Since they were born, the heaviest thing they have ever held is probably a cup or bowl for drinking tea.

The clothes are put on them by others, and even their hair is taken care of by others.

The white and smooth hands have never touched cold weapons.

"My daughter, just stay beautiful like this." The father looked at them with eyes appreciating a valuable treasure.

They want to be beautiful...decorations in the house.

Like many other women.

"I...like this." Kiko reached out and took out a bow from the pile of weapons in front of her.

This bow is even taller than she is now.

"Then I...want this." Junko reached out and dragged the weapon she liked to her face with great effort.

It was a katana.

"Sword and bow... one for long-range attack and the other for close combat, they can cooperate with each other." Su Wu looked at their choices, rubbing his chin and muttering.

He didn't expect these two to become really strong, just treat it as a game.

"But I have to find someone to teach you..." Su Wu's eyes turned around Gojo Haru, Sora, and Maro.

Gojo Haru turned his back directly, while Sora stood in front of the two girls slowly, sniffing their breath, and then tilted his head and sneezed in disgust.

The smell of incense was a bit pungent.

Maro lowered his head and said nothing.

In this situation, honest people will always be chosen.

"You can teach them, Maro." Su Wu immediately said to Maro.

"But sir..." Maro looked up in shock, wanting to say something but stopped.

"I don't know how to use bows and arrows and katana." He said with some embarrassment.

He had never learned this before. At most, he could only use simple techniques. Because of his physical fitness, the effect would not be too bad. But if he wanted to teach others, he was far from professional enough.

"... No, there is no need to teach them how to use weapons for the time being." Su Wu looked at the two people who were not even as tall as the weapons and were shaking with the weapons, and pulled the corners of his mouth.

"They need to lay a foundation first."

Maro looked down at the two children with cold eyes, as if he was keeping people away from him and was particularly unwilling to have anything to do with them.

"I know." But he still took the task.

Just because he couldn't refuse the orders of adults.

"You two..." Maro took a deep breath and looked at the two little ghosts for the first time.

"Be honest, don't try to be lazy."

The two children held the exaggeratedly large weapons and nodded cautiously.

On the same day, Maro began to train them.

Maro had never trained others, but... he had been trained by others.

So he used the training methods in his memory on the two children exactly as they were.

The result was...

On the first day of training, the two children fell on the spot.

"... Died?" Maro was a little confused.

He squatted down and took a look. They were not dead yet and were still breathing, but their faces were red and their breathing was rapid, as if they were sick.

So weak...? If they died, the adults would not blame him, would they?...

When Maro thought of this, he felt a little nervous and hurriedly carried the two people to the temple where the statues were enshrined.

Recently, Su Wu stayed here to create literature.

In simple terms, it was... copying books.

Since the experiment of the Painted Skin Ghost was successful, he wanted to do something else.

When he saw Maro carrying the two children in, Su Wu showed a subtle expression that was hard to describe.

Maro... isn't he quite reliable?

How come he made the two children look half dead just after giving them to him for one day?

"You..." Su Wu looked at Maro, hesitant to speak.

"I'm very sorry, I don't know why, I obviously followed the previous training, and I even lost a lot of weight..." Maro said, and his tone became confused.

He obviously lost a lot of weight!

"...You didn't follow the Zoldyck training method, did you?" Su Wu put down the pen in his hand and squatted in front of the two children to take a look.

It was confirmed that he was just too tired and fainted. Maybe he had never been so tired before, so he had a fever.

The palms of his hands and soles of his feet were all scratched and bleeding.

Other than that, there was no other problem.

It's okay, he won't die.

So Su Wu didn't care about the two. The reversal technique is not used to treat fever.

"I have reduced it." Maro looked confused.

"..." Su Wu was speechless for a moment.

How to say it, the physical fitness of humans in the Hunter world is inherently stronger than that of humans in other worlds.

Just like Maro at the beginning, although he looked pitiful, he was able to get all the way to the examination site and was beaten so badly without dying, which can prove that his physical fitness is not weak.

But... this is the cursed world.

This is still Heian-kyō.

The two he is responsible for teaching are only five or six years old, from noble families, young ladies.

With a series of buffs stacked up, can you expect their physical fitness to be the same as others?

The physical fitness of these two may not be as good as that of ordinary children.

"Five or six years old, young ladies, ordinary people, no mind ability, and no training." Su Wu threw questions in front of Maro one by one.

"..." Maro seemed to have finally figured out his problem.

"I know." He suddenly realized, "It's because they are too weak."

Even if the training intensity that Maro could accept when he was the same age as them, they couldn't bear it.

"... It is indeed very difficult to train such weak creatures."

"But I believe in you." Su Wu looked at Maro with trusting eyes.

Maro, who was originally very impatient with the two children, immediately smiled happily at this look.

"You can definitely train them well, right?" Su Wu continued.

"Yes, sir!" Maro said with sparkling eyes.

When he smiled, he looked like a golden retriever again.

Although he couldn't use the reversal technique on these two, he could still give them medicine.

Su Wu bought a lot of blood supplement medicine because he often had nosebleeds at that time. Of course, he also bought a lot of cold medicine and fever medicine.

Because he didn't have the reversal technique at the time.

After the reversal technique was obtained, these medicines were never used again.

Now they can be used.

These two children are too weak.

Giving them medicine to replenish qi and blood should have a good effect.

But it is impossible to feed them medicine personally, Su Wu just threw the medicine to the waiter of the Fujiwara family beside him.

"Give medicine to your princess."

Let them take care of their princess themselves.

If it doesn't work, let them find a doctor for treatment.

Maybe someone who is good at Yin-Yang magic can perform some magic to remove filth for the two little ghosts?

"You can give them some practical training, catch some weak monsters... small animals are also fine." Su Wu thought about the weakness of the two and relaxed the requirements a little.

The little monsters might be able to play with them.

Forget it, it's better to let them fight with the dog first.

But Su Wu thought... maybe they can't even beat the dog.