Curse back: Gender-swapped cosplayers always meet the real person

In the airtight dark room, there is a bright yellow lantern hanging, and dozens of mahogany-framed screens are arranged opposite each other. The figures and faces behind the screens are hidden so that no one can see them.

"The background of special-grade curse master Geto Suguru's twin sister, Kaguru Kiyoshi, has not been fully investigated yet. How dare Gojo Satoru ask her to be a guarantor?" A hoarse and old voice suddenly sounded, with the arrogance and corruption of superiority still lingering in the tail tone.

"Kyoto Suguru showed the same ability as him."

"sure?"

"Zenin Naoya saw it with his own eyes."

“Is there any chance to win them over?”

"Based on the current situation, no. Xia Yujie has shown an extraordinary desire to protect Xia Yujie. When Zenin Naoya appeared, she took the initiative to summon the cursed spirit to block Xia Yujie. As long as we don't withdraw the kill order against Xia Yujie, there is no possibility that she will stand on our side."

"You mean to say that there are two more special-level members in the Five Factions?"

"If I can't use it, I should destroy it."

"Gojo Satoru refused to execute the two."

“…” Another suffocating silence.

"Then," someone behind the screen made the final decision, "Let them break up again."

......

After going through so much trouble, we finally arrived at a very popular Sukiyaki restaurant at dinner time.

According to Gojo Satoru, this is the restaurant with the best environment, the most delicious food, and the best reputation on social media. It is very suitable for checking in and posting it on Line to get likes.

I:"......"

"But we have to wait in line for an hour," Maki deadpanned.

"But look at this wonderful aroma."

"But we have to wait in line for an hour."

"And this beautiful little floral tablecloth."

“We waited in line for an hour.”

"Look, there's a new dessert set menu."

"One hour."

Gojo Satoru was defeated and dragged to the hot pot restaurant next door that still had vacancies.

Actually, a hot pot restaurant is fine. I would rather say that I prefer hot pot. It’s just that Gojo Satoru is treating me, so I just follow the host’s wishes.

When we walked to the front of the store, the waiter quickly glanced at me, Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru and Panda, and finally stopped his gaze on Maki, Otsutsuki and Inugami, who looked like normal people.

How should I put it? Should I admire his mental strength? Or should I admire the customers’ sense of relaxation?

The arrival of our group did not cause any commotion. At most, people looked at the panda with envy, but it was not a real panda.

At least they thought not.

It's normal, it's normal. Tokyo is a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are everywhere. It's normal for all kinds of people to appear there.

I followed the guide to the box without looking around.

As soon as Gojo Satoru sat down, he began to order dishes without even glancing at the menu: "Bring up one portion of each dish you have. If it's not enough, order more."

I glanced at the dishes above.

Wagyu beef, lobster, lamb roll, bacon, basa fish... Oh, and there are also dishes, sushi, bibimbap, fried pork chops, and dessert sets.

The food is more expensive than in other restaurants, but still affordable.

But the key is that there are so many types, and when you add all of them together, it really costs a lot of money.

I roughly estimated that it would cost at least two months' salary of mine, and Gojo Satoru didn't even blink.

Hiss...damn rich people.

I complained silently in my heart, but what else could I do except wipe the tears from the corners of my mouth and have a big meal?

This restaurant uses the method of dividing the pots, with each person having a small pot. I chose a spicy pot, while Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru both had clear soup pots. As for the first-year students, they either had a tomato pot or a clear soup pot.

As for the seats, the three of us adults sat on one side, and the first graders sat on the other side.

Maki hit the panda on the head angrily because he took away the last piece of salmon. Otsutsuki and Inuju were talking to each other at the same time. Although Inuju were speaking in rice ball language, they both seemed to enjoy the conversation.

The lively atmosphere diluted the gloom that had previously been caused by the arrival of the Zen temple.

The water in the hot pot began to boil, and steam rose. The mist blocked the distance between the first graders and us, like a gap between teenagers and adults.

I can't help but sigh, it's true that people's youth is gone forever. Even if it doesn't show on our faces, we are no longer young after all.

Then I saw Gojo Satoru put a few slices of beef into the pot, and tried to grab the last pork chop, but was taken away by the vigilant Gomaki Satoru first. When he turned around, the lobster balls that were originally there had also disappeared, and Okkotsu Yuta gave an embarrassed smile.

He simply childishly pulled all the desserts in front of himself and laughed triumphantly at the first years.

I:"......"

I feel like all the sighs I just made were like feeding the dog.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He put the freshly cooked beef into his mouth.

"Nothing." I said, "You have a really good attitude."

"Of course." Although he didn't understand why I praised him for no apparent reason, Gojo Satoru never refused such compliments. "I am Gojo Satoru!"

The box physically separated Geto from ordinary people, and his face looked much better.

I remember in the anime it said that because the cursed dumplings were so unpalatable, his appetite has never been very good and he prefers light tastes.

Even now, I only eat a little bit of vegetables and meat and dip them in a sauce that is so light it can’t be any lighter.

And in my mouth I was still eating a fat lamb roll dipped in a perverted spicy sauce.

Judging from our eating habits alone, you really can't tell we are the same person.

Fortunately, the carefree Gojo Satoru and the worried Geto Suguru didn't care.

"Why don't you execute me?" After pretending to be mute for so long, Xia Youjie finally opened his mouth and asked.

"Why should we execute you?" Gojo Satoru picked up another piece of beef, his expression indifferent.

"Because I killed thousands of people? Because I am an extremely evil curser? Because I am on the opposite side of you?"

Gojo Satoru laughed, "Jay, didn't you say that my choices all have meaning? This is my choice."

"I don't see the point." He held his forehead with his hand and smiled bitterly.

The wide sleeves that were lifted up fell into the dipping sauce, leaving a dark mark.

Wow, so pitiful, his only set of clothes was also soiled by him. Now he has nothing to wear.

I sympathized with him for a second, then took the last piece of Basa fish in front of him without hesitation.

He looked at me and I smiled back. No, based on my current mood, it was probably more like a sneer.

I have to say that after becoming a sorcerer, my appetite has increased a lot. Eating these things was a big challenge for me in the past, but for me now, it's a piece of cake.

The emotions that had been brewing were completely destroyed. Xia Youjie took a deep breath and said to me who was gloating over his misfortune: "Do you think you can be any better? Isn't this the only monk's robe you have left?"

How is this possible? I have a pile of clothes in my closet.

I was about to fight back, but then the smile on my face slowly disappeared...

That’s right, I am now the alone Xia Yujie who came to the world of magic. Xia Yujie really only has these clothes left...

What's worse, I have no money to buy clothes.

Realizing this tacitly, Geto Suguru and I turned to look at the man who was still eating ice cream.