Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

The living room of the dormitory was decorated in all kinds of colors. The corners were hung with colorful balloons, and the gift ropes tied to them were tied with bows. There were more than a dozen dolls of different sizes thrown on the carpet and sofa in the living room - these were caught by Su Ze and his friends last month. In addition, there were several pots of green ivy and aloe vera on the windowsill.

A large banner facing the door reads "Happy Birthday to Utahime-senpai!!"

The words should have been written by several people, because the singer recognized four types of handwriting: delicate and elegant, square and sharp, flowing and lively... and one that looked like a dog's crawl.

——The last few words must have been written by Gojo, the singer concluded in her heart.

A large matcha cake was placed on the low table in the middle of the living room, lightly decorated with white chocolate, sprinkled with crushed Oreos, and cream and jam squeezed into the shape of a girl in a red and white witch costume.

The two idle people behind the singer An also clapped loudly to liven up the atmosphere.

"Hehe~ How about it, senior singer? It's a surprise, right~" Glass came over with her hands behind her back, smiling, and said proudly as if asking for credit.

Angehime obviously didn't react. She was stunned for several seconds and didn't step into the living room. She held the door frame and forced a smile: "Nose, thank you very much... but you seem to have got the wrong date... My birthday has passed this year--" She reminded him hesitantly in a low voice.

——They must feel that they are a real bummer. If it were Miss Meimei or Geto, they would probably be happy to accept everyone's congratulations and treat it as "today is my birthday"... But if it were Gojo, he would probably say that everyone has a bad memory while wearing a birthday crown...

Only I, who clearly knew everyone's intentions and clearly knew I shouldn't say this at this moment... but I still couldn't help it -

For a moment, the singer felt a little aggrieved. Could she, a guy with no outstanding talent in spells and poor interpersonal skills, really be liked by everyone?

"So the Utahime is an idiot~" This time it was Gojo Satoru who interrupted first. He put his hands behind his head and said casually, "How come everyone doesn't remember when your birthday is?"

The singer was stunned for a moment, and looked at Gojo Satoru blankly.

"Utahime, why don't you think about what you complained to Nozomi under the tree that day..." Xia Yujie reminded with a smile.

The singer was stunned again, thinking seriously about what she had said. However, she had said too much to Glass, saying a lot of meaningful and meaningless things, and for a moment she couldn't remember what she had said.

Fortunately, Glass reminded her in time: "Sister Utahime, you complained about missing your birthday because you were on a mission! We just happened to have nothing to do recently, so we thought of making up for it for you~"

Now the whole story is clear, but the singer is caught in another level of entanglement: Are they worthy of going to such lengths for her... ?

However, this meaningless internal friction was interrupted by Glass. She held the singer's shoulders, pushed her in front of the low table, and then pressed her to sit on the tatami.

"Okay, okay, come and make a wish. The cake won't taste good if it's left out for too long."

Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru and Suze turned off the lights, lit candles, and drew the curtains - everything was in order for a moment.

It seems that as the only girl in the first grade, Glass is still somewhat of a group favorite.

Glass took the paper crown handed to her by Suze and gently helped the singer put it on.

The singer, whose brain was still not clear, half-heartedly put her hands together and prepared to close her eyes and make a wish.

There were many snacks of all sizes on the table, as well as staple foods and desserts made by several people themselves.

...For example, the rice balls made by Gojo Satoru himself from steamed rice. They actually look pretty good.

But no one dared to eat it for a while... After all, apart from his strength, Gojo Satoru seemed unreliable in other aspects.

But Master Su, who hadn't had breakfast yet, was really hungry. After the morning exercise and morning workout (beating up two people), he didn't care whether it tasted good or not. Anyway, it wouldn't be poisonous, right? He simply picked up one and prepared to put it in his mouth.

Then he suddenly noticed that the others were staring at him. Even the singer turned her head to look over here, her eyes full of curiosity and the hope of observing the little white mouse.

Oh! Never mind, just eat it! I even ate boogers when I was a kid, and I’m still alive and well—

He closed his eyes and bit off half of the rice ball.

Then the living room became even quieter. Gojo Satoru's eyes even showed an emotion called "expectation".

Su Ze's Adam's apple bulged, he swallowed the rice in his mouth, and then slowly spoke:

"It's so hard... did you show the film to the rice?"

Classmate Su Ze still sticks to his original intention: he uses tricky metaphors and sharp angles to make comments.

Nozomi closed her eyes and turned her head away, Geto Suguru narrowed his eyes and smiled, and Iori Utahime had an expression of "as expected".

Gojo-kun was rarely absent-minded, and he turned his back dejectedly.

After this little episode, the scene returned to the wish-making session that had just been interrupted. The singer clasped her hands together and knelt in front of the cake.

The four first-year students began to hum the birthday song, and Su Ze wolfed down the rice ball that...had been used to watch the movie.

Next time, why not be nicer to Gojo... and also to Geto - Miss Diva thought to herself.

Over there, Glass quietly tugged at Su Ze's sleeve.

As the last note of the birthday song "乐" fell, the singer blew out the candles in one breath and was about to open her eyes and say a few words of thanks - but a piece of cake was called in front of her.

There was a soft "pop" sound.

Cream mixed with chocolate crisps exploded on the singer's face.

She was stunned for two seconds, and then Gojo Satoru's hearty laughter rang out. The next moment, another piece of cake exploded on Gojo Satoru's face.

"Diva, I've avenged you~" Geto Suguru pretended to be a good guy and smiled with narrowed eyes.

"Hey! Jay! Why are you like this? Didn't we agree to throw the diva away together?"

Gojo Satoru was knocked to the ground, with the cake all over his face.

Miss Songstress decided to take back the decision she had just made - these two guys still couldn't give her a good face!

She wiped the cake off her face and licked it. Then she rolled up her sleeves, picked up another piece of cake and rushed towards the two people who were in chaos.

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In the small corridor leading to the bedroom, Glass and Su Ze were leaning against the wall side by side, with Glass having one foot on the wall.

"That cake is quite expensive..." Su Ze felt a little distressed. In his previous life, as a child from an ordinary family, he developed a good habit of thriftiness. Now, even if he lies down and counts money, he has not developed a habit of spending money lavishly.

Classmate Su Ze was dejected and in low spirits.

Suddenly his arm was poked lightly and he turned his head to look.

"Here, I know you like sweets, so I cut a piece for you." Glass handed over a small plate.

The lollipop in her mouth made a crackling sound, which was quite cunning.

So classmate Su Ze took the cake with tears in his eyes and full of gratitude. Glass leaned against the wall side by side with him, waiting quietly for him to finish eating.

In the living room, the three people who were making a mess took a long time to stop making noise, and the singer did not forget to smear the cake in her hand onto Gojo Satoru's back.

The sunlight outside poured evenly into the room, illuminating the floor under Su Ze and Gao Zi's feet.

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ps: Maybe you can see some clues here~

First, I don’t want to write Su Ze as the invincible dragon Aotian who fights against the heavens, the earth, and himself at any time in most fan fictions; second, I don’t want to write other characters as stereotyped tools who can only speak according to formulas...

I would like to try to rewrite the experiences that happened and might have happened to several people from another perspective, carefully and seriously.

Each character should have his or her own heart and principles; each character should also have his or her own problems...