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Chapter 165 - Chapter 10: Fa... Father?!

​After leaving the witch's castle, Gojo Satoru quickly returned to his own residence. This trip not only gained him the Life Talisman, but also smoothly brought along Koizumi Akako, a student full of potential, which could be described as a quite bountiful harvest~

​Although he hadn't officially obtained Akako's approval yet, Gojo Satoru was very optimistic. No matter what kind of overbearing queen she would become in the future, right now she was still a lolita who would obediently listen to her elders.

​"Dealing with children with roaring curiosity is not a difficult matter after all, right?"

​In any case, the most important thing right now was to first test the effect of the talisman.

​As the family head, Gojo Satoru's bedroom was located in the deepest part of the residence. And at a location not far from the bedroom, there was a quiet Japanese-style room. After several consecutive days of tossing around, this place had already been remodeled by him into a workshop specializing in researching cursed corpses, with various materials and tools scattered all over the floor.

​"Head of the family, welcome back." When Tama saw him return, she didn't ask anything, but just prepared a tea afternoon as rich as usual.

​What was out of her expectation was that the family head, who should have pounced like a hungry tiger, did not place his mind on the afternoon tea, but was holding a box as if in deep deliberation.

​"Inside that box... there seems to be a special energy surging." Tama understood: "It seems you have already found a new method to make high-level cursed corpses?"

​"About this... still need to test again to know." Although intuition told Gojo Satoru it would work, there was no way to guarantee that absolutely nothing would go wrong.

​In order not to cause too much waste, he planned to first pick out a template from the seven sets of cursed corpse models provided by the system to do an experiment, and then decide whether to continue after making observations.

​While taking out the Life Talisman from the box, Gojo Satoru summoned an unactivated basic cursed corpse model from the system backpack, placing it on the platform in the center of the workshop.

​Just like when he pinched the vest before, he could freely choose the gender and appearance of the cursed corpse. Compared to the fine sculpting and striving for perfection when pinching the face for "Kuno Nozomi", Gojo Satoru appeared much more casual this time. However, although the technique could be called perfunctory, under his near-instinctive precise control, the shaped form still presented a natural coordination and beauty.

​Soon, the outline of a young male revealed itself. He looked about twenty-odd years old, his body slender, his black short hair meticulous. His face was clean and handsome, yet carried a type of cold distance, overall giving a person a clean and agile feeling that was also as easy to be ignored as a shadow, as if born to be hidden in the dark.

​"Mm mm, not bad, what's wanted is exactly this kind of effect." Gojo Satoru nodded with satisfaction.

​This face could indeed count as good-looking, but it wouldn't invite too much attention due to being overly dazzling. After all, what he needed was not some eye-catching star, but a sharp blade that could perfectly blend into the shadows. After determining the appearance of the puppet, Gojo Satoru also smoothly pinched a set of clothes—he didn't want to look at a man's naked body all the time.

​Next was the key step. The white-haired youth formed hand seals with both hands, performing the complex technique needed to make high-level cursed corpses, slowly injecting pure and huge cursed energy into the core inside the cursed corpse's chest, constructing the foundation of its energy circulation. This process needed an extremely high control ability, but he had already practiced it many times, and it was just a matter of effortless ease.

​After completing the construction of cursed energy, the core also gradually stabilized, blinking with a faint blue light. Gojo Satoru tried to stick a Life Talisman on the chest position of the cursed corpse.

​What he didn't expect was that the moment it touched the cursed corpse, the talisman was attracted by an invisible force, automatically embedding inside just like a water drop blending into the sea, perfectly integrating into one with the cursed energy core, with no trace visible anymore.

​"Oh? Automatic fusion? Quite convenient." He took half a step back, observing the changes of the cursed corpse with a bit of expectation.

​Dozens of seconds later, under the joint effect of cursed energy and magic energy, the black-haired youth's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his ink-colored eyes.

​When first waking up, his eyes carried a trace of emptiness and bewilderment, like a newborn baby sizing up this strange world. However, when his gaze focused onto Gojo Satoru, that bewilderment faded rapidly, becoming clear and focused.

​At a first glance, it appeared no different from a real human. If it weren't for Gojo Satoru's Six Eyes being able to insight into the essence and capture the true structure and energy flow of the other's body, he would almost think the one before him was a living young man with a cold temperament.

​Looking at it this way, it should be a success, right?

​"First meeting, Cursed Corpse-kun, hello~" Gojo Satoru squatted in front of him, greeting happily. Thinking of the other's unknown whether-perfected language function, he asked another sentence: "How do you feel? Can you understand me speaking?"

​The next second, the cursed corpse with the appearance of a black-haired youth turned his neck with slightly stiff movements, as if adapting to this body.

​"Can... understand..." Afterward, he lifted his hand, pressing it gently on his own chest, where the cursed energy core and the Life Talisman fused. He felt the energy flowing continuously inside his body, opening his mouth with a somewhat raw but exceptionally clear intonation: "I feel... the body is very warm, very comfortable..."

​"Could it be... this kind of wonderful feeling is the state called 'being alive'?"

​Seeing his thinking was clear and communication was without hindrance, Gojo Satoru answered frankly: "Although it might sound a bit cruel to hear, if your cursed energy core is destroyed, or the Life Talisman inside your body is taken out, this kind of wonderful feeling will probably disappear, and you will change back into a body without awareness again, you see."

​Hearing this, no expression of fear or loss appeared on the black-haired youth's face. As an existence directly bred by Gojo Satoru's cursed energy and technique, and activated by the Life Talisman, the moment he was born, he instinctively understood his own essence and the foundation of his existence, and all cognitions related to the creator, along with absolute loyalty to the creator, were already branded deep in his soul.

​He looked at Gojo Satoru calmly, his tone certain and faithful: "Even so... I also have to thank you. It is you who gave me the form of life, and gifted me the ability to perceive this world. This favor of birth, I will remember forever, Father."

​"Fa... Father?!"

​"Pff—cough cough!" Not long after being called uncle by Akako, now he had an extra "son" this big, making Gojo Satoru truly unable to help but complain.

​"Hey hey, don't face me with a face almost the same age as me and call me father! It sounds super strange, okay!"

​The cursed corpse tilted his head in confusion, as if unable to understand Gojo Satoru's intense reaction, explaining in a businesslike manner: "But, my appearance, form, and even the foundation of existence at this moment, aren't they all personally gifted by you, Father? From the meaning of creation, calling you Father, what is improper?"

​Gojo Satoru: "..." He was unexpectedly speechless for a moment.

​Thinking about it, it also seemed understandable. The cursed corpse who had just woken up, except for a richer cognition and awareness, was no different from a general human child, right? Perhaps, this was what everyone often called... the chick plot? If so, it actually wasn't unacceptable...

​Like hell it was!

​"In short! This title is dame! Absolutely dame!" Gojo Satoru made his hands into the shape of a cross, denying resolutely: "Change to something else, anything will do!"

​The black-haired youth lowered his head submissively, falling into a brief silence, as if searching for a suitable title in the huge basic common sense database. A moment later, he lifted his head with some hesitation, calling: "...Master (ご主人様)?"

​"Huh?!" Gojo Satoru looked at the black-haired handsome guy with a cold temperament before him calling out the two characters "Master" with a respectful tone, and instantly felt a burst of inexplicable shame and violation, as if he had suddenly crossed over to some indescribable special studio stage.

​"Tongzi, is there something wrong with this cursed corpse's common sense database? Why is it full of strange options?"

​"In fact, when a high-level cursed corpse obtains basic awareness, its cognition template and part of common sense will naturally be affected by the subconscious of its cursed energy core source—which is you, the host. That is to say, it's not the cursed corpse's problem, it's that the host's brain is full of strange and dirty things, you see!"

​"Who is dirty, hey!!" Gojo Satoru: "You are spitting blood!! I am clearly the most simple person in the world!"

​"Haha, I don't believe it~"

​"..."

​As a rational adult, he decided to no longer argue with this system making trouble without reason.

​Finally, Gojo Satoru clapped and decided: "Let's do this, you just be like Tama, and address me as family head."

​"Yes, Head of the Family." The black-haired youth changed his tongue easily, without the slightest objection.

​At the same time, Gojo Satoru also felt calling "Cursed Corpse-kun", "Cursed Corpse-kun" all the time was not a solution, so he rubbed his chin and said: "Also need to give you a name... seeing your icy appearance, how about calling you 'Yuki'—hmm... is it a bit like a girl?"

​Before Gojo Satoru could change his mind, the black-haired cursed corpse bowed slightly, accepting this name.

​"Yuki... thank you for bestowing the name, Head of the Family."

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