I was so afraid of society that I wore a cosplay

Xia Youjie vaguely felt like he heard the voice of enlightenment.

It seemed like someone had said that we would always be together. Wu Xiao responded with something like, "Do you like me the way I am now?"

What he heard next was not clear anymore. He could only hear about things that could never be changed, habits, and what was best. Xia Youjie had a severe headache.

Wasn't his heart pierced by Satoru? Why does his head hurt so much?

No, I'm already dead, how can I feel anything?

Xia Youjie suddenly opened his eyes, his vision blurred for a moment and gradually became clear.

He slowly sat up, feeling this intact body in surprise.

Did Satoru do something?

Xia Youjie's first thought was this. He couldn't help it. When they first met, before the old friend, whom he hadn't seen for ten years, could say a word, the other party excitedly raised his hand and fired a shot at Xia Youjie. I thought Kazumi was mentally disturbed after not seeing each other for many years and was harmed by the magic world.

"Hey, Jay, you're awake." Kazumi noticed the movement and said hello.

Xia Youjie rubbed his swollen eyebrows, "Wu, don't explain..." When he saw the hugging posture of the two people opposite him, he naturally swallowed his words.

"What are you doing?"

"Hug, didn't Jay see it all?" Kazumi still maintained the hugging posture, but patted Megumi Fujiwara who froze after Xia Youjie's voice with one hand.

Forget it, Gojo Satoru is just so out of tune anyway. It seems that in the past ten years, he has just made more efforts to develop in this direction.

Xia Youjie sighed.

"So, why am I here."

"It was me who resurrected Jie, I must be awesome." Kazumi smiled and looked up to hear the praise.

It was obvious at a glance that Xia Youjie's voice had no fluctuations in what he was thinking, "Oh, Wu, you are so powerful, you are worthy of being the strongest."

Kazumi suddenly turned into a kitten, "It's too much, I don't feel it at all."

To Jay's sincerity. "

"Forget it, forget it, anyway, I know what Jie will say, so just forgive Jie." He Mei comforted herself and her mood became higher.

The two of them didn't have the atmosphere of being at odds with each other between the Curse Master and the Conjurer. Instead, they were very peaceful, chatting calmly like old friends they hadn't seen for many years.

Seeing that Xia Youjie kept rubbing his eyebrows, Hemei asked, "Do you have a headache, Jie?"

"Don't ask nonsense, Satoru."

Kazumi understood, "Maybe the newly filled brain is still getting used to it."

After rubbing his eyebrows for a moment, Xia Youjie thought for a while and felt that what Wu said about filling his brain should be literal.

"Someone used my body?"

Oh, he responded very quickly.

Kazumi hummed, "He's still a pretty disgusting brainiac."

Xia Youjie's eyes were half-squinted, "For the magic spell? Or, to deal with you?"

Hemei smacked her lips, "Both of them are, but Jie's guess is really accurate."

"I'm already dead, so the only useful thing is the technique." Xia Youjie replied calmly.

Or maybe add three years of classmate friendship.

Kazumi smiled softly, blinked her beautiful eyes, let go of Megumi Fujiwara, stood up and stretched, and then solemnly introduced: "Jie, this is my family, the one you know."

Xia Youjie was stunned for a moment, then looked carefully at the boy who was turned around by Kazumi's half-shouldered shoulders.

The face was so familiar that it made him frown.

This reminded him of the 'Jack' that Gojo Satoru mentioned when he was a boy. He thought Gojo Satoru was joking.

but……

Xia Youjie first recalled the conversation he heard when he first woke up, then looked at the boy's age, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"Satoru, minors are breaking the law."

Kazumi:?

"I don't mind who you like, but you have to at least wait until you are an adult. I don't want the next time I see you to be at the police station."

Very good, Fujiwara Megumi also understood this time. With a wooden face, he looked up at the white-haired young man holding his shoulders.

Kazumi has been covered with white wax inch by inch.