Cursed

Cursed 31: The Innate Fount

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Chapter 31:  The Innate Fount

“Mm. But even if they were able to take possession of Kousei-kun’s fount, would it work the way they want it to? A human’s soul isn’t the same shape as a god’s, so what you can do with access to the fount is limited.”

As I’m having a mini panic-attack about a squadron of Oda’s attacking, Inari-sama speaks up suddenly.

That-!

I’m also curious ab (more…)

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Cursed 30: The Soul, Defined

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Chapter 30: The Soul, Defined.

I won’t give up just yet.

I don’t think I’m that far off from common sense – just yet!

“Wait a second, please! Even if you say you can’t get Blessings from hard work, that’s how I was able to get and level my [Cooking] Blessing this far-! Aren’t there milestones to leveling Blessings?”

Oh.

Hey, Minerva-sama is suddenly shocked into silence.

That’s… I probably shouldn’t be feeling a small bit of satisfaction like this.

“Well. That is somewhat outside of my expectations…” (more…)

Cursed 29: What is Common Sense?

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Chapter 29: What is Common Sense?

The location is still our kitchen.

Daiki-san and Honoka have evacua graciously moved to the counter seating to give the two goddesses more room at our kitchen table.

That’s right, the two goddesses.

Who are in my house.

That’s right, one of the Daimyoujin, Inari-Ookami, and the Greek Goddess of Wisdom, Athena-sama.

And the Greek Goddess of Wisdom, Athena-sama, is here to explain to me my Blessings.

If it weren’t for the fact that my Blessings are apparently a cosmic mystery, I’d feel it was overkill.

… And I’ve had yet another thought that makes me want to clutch my head in agony. (more…)

Cursed 28: A Food Critic Comes

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Chapter 28: A Food Critic Comes

We were supposed to go to the Hachiman Shrine in Tsunatou to have Daiki-san’s Blessings divined, but…

If Inari-ookami is coming tonight, that’s a bad idea?

Un.

It seems like a bad idea.

We were only at the Inari Shrine for a little over an hour, but… as expected, it’s going to be time to prepare dinner soon.

If Inari-ookami was going to leave a message at the Inari Shrine (more…)

Cursed 027: Feelings From the Past

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Chapter 27: Feelings From the Past

Hiiiiiii-!

I feel like I have that kind of manga sfx running through my head right now.

Sayuri-san, the kitsune we met at the Shrine of Inari, looks like she has flames rising up from around her, her hair and tale bristling with anger.

It’s exactly a manga scene, isn’t it?

Heh…

…! No good, I’m trying to escape from reality. (more…)

Cursed 026: Visiting the Injured

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Chapter 26: Visiting the Injured

Honoka picked me up after school and told me long, convoluted story about what she did today.

After I got over the initial confusion I sigh and say,

“… Well I guess the main points are that you got hired at a cafe, the Owner is weird, and I didn’t make enough for you for lunch.”

“If you wanted to take away the greatness of my storytelling, then yes, it can be summarized like that.”

Honoka said so with a toss of her head and a smirk. (more…)

Cursed 025: A Day in the Life of a NEET

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Chapter 25: A Day in the Life of a NEET

Honoka gave a large stretch and a yawn as she arched her back like a cat.

It had been a few hours since both Kousei and Daiki-san had left, and she had spent them lying sleepily in the sunny hallway with the sliding door slightly cracked open, fully enjoying a lazy, warm spring morning.

“Hm… as expected, I’m still hungry.”

She rubbed her belly.

Even though she polished off the bento Kousei had made her well before lunch, and even though the calories in this age were greater – no, rather, even though Kousei’s food had astronomically more spiritual energy within it then even the offerings left by the highest ranking priestesses from an era where magic and ki was plentiful, it still wasn’t enough. (more…)

Cursed 024: The end of peaceful days

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Chapter 24: The End of Peaceful Days

Daiki Manabe was sitting on the overly large couch, bouncing his foot impatiently while he stared out the window.

Due to various reasons, he had the afternoon off and was now waiting for Kousei.

Extremely impatiently.

Every once in a while Daiki flicked his cell phone up to check it.

“…He’s late. No, I guess he’s not really that late…”

Muttering to himself, Daiki couldn’t help but fidget anxiously as he resisted the urge to call his nephew.

To think he’d be turned into a worry-wart parent so soon! They’d only started living together for a few days, right?

If it was two days ago … there’d be no way Daiki would have gotten off this early, but even if, by some miracle, he did, there’s no way he’d be this nervous just from his nephew being (more…)

Cursed 023: Teach Us, Kei-san!

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Chapter 23: Teach Us, Kei-san!

Dan dadadaaan! It’s Q&A time with Ghost-chan!

Although the content is quite strange and I can’t really keep up with it!

Just so you know, it’s not because my brain is bad.

I was born in a different world, after all, and I feel like my knowledge from that time is conflicting with the reality in this one.

Anyway, Honoka doesn’t seem to have anymore questions she wants me to ask, so should I get my own questions out of the way?

“So… apparently Boss Nagi wants to hire us, but what does that mean?”

Right, let’s stop the difficult talk and start talking about why the heck we were brought here.

“…Eh?” (more…)

Cursed 22: Teach Us, Suzu-chan!

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Chapter 22: Teach Us, Suzu-chan!

A woman with a foreign air about her stood in front of the car park of Narita.

She had a healthy, olive complexion, wavy dark hair, and a prominent nose, as well as a slender but robust stature.

Her skirt went almost to her knees, but that didn’t stop a few leer-ers from gazing at her shapely legs.

“Ms. Ergane.” (more…)