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

"I'll go first, I'll go first." Gojo Satoru raised his hand and asked impatiently, "Who is your boyfriend?"

"Huh?" I looked at him in confusion: "What boyfriend? I don't have a boyfriend at all."

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and looked at the snake. Its tail did not move at all. It was telling the truth.

"How is that possible!" Gojo Satoru said, "Didn't you tell that auntie that you have a mysterious boyfriend?"

"You heard it." I touched my nose and said, "That auntie likes to match people, so I made up a boyfriend."

Gojo Satoru muttered, "Damn it, Glass was right."

"Master Zenyuan." Xia Youjie asked, "Why did you go to that small mountain village today?"

"......" As expected of Jay, he asked a very difficult question right away.

"Do you know them?"

“I guess so…” I said with difficulty: “I know the twins.”

"You must be kidding!" Gojo Satoru shouted, "You two haven't met before today."

“Yes.” My eyes wandered for a moment, and I remembered the New Year’s greetings they sent me: “It was a long time ago, they don’t remember it.”

Yes, it was indeed a long time ago.

They really don't remember.

"Wait." Xia Youjie asked, "Is it because of their father?"

"You know Mimiko Kaba and Nanako's father, right?"

"do not know."

The tail moved.

"Sure enough, it's because of that man named Jiachang!"

Gojo Satoru pointed at the snake's tail and said, "You are taking care of these two children because of him."

"What?" I was stunned: "What do you mean by the name of the man in the Jiachang?"

The snake's tail stopped moving again.

"Aren't you talking about the father of the twins? The man named Jiachang."

Ah....what I was thinking about just now was their adoptive father, Geto Suguru.

"Okay." I took a deep breath and said, "I don't know Nanako and Mimiko's biological father."

This is the truth.

Xia Youjie narrowed his eyes and stared at the snake's tail. He pondered for a moment and said, "Master Zenyuan, who are you usually looking at through us?"

"Yeah." Gojo Satoru pointed at his own eyes and said unhappily, pursing his lips: "It's not just once or twice. Every time you look at me, you think of another man, right?"

"No." I said with my eyes open, "I'm not looking at anyone through you."

Oops, the snake's tail moved.

"As expected!" Gojo Satoru slammed the table and complained, "You are such a philandering woman!"

His actions attracted the attention of the diners around him.

He said, "It's okay to eat meal replacements, but you eat two at a time! Jay and I are both substitutes for that man!"

"Hey, Gojo, keep your voice down."

I looked at the other customers around me, and sure enough, they were looking at me like a scumbag.

Wait, why are there still such admiring looks?

A lady sitting on the side even gave me a thumbs-up and mouthed, "A role model for our generation."

I:"......."

Isn't this something to be admired?

"Satoru, calm down." Xia Youjie pulled him with a headache: "Everyone is looking at you."

Gojo Satoru regained his composure and said, "Zenin, your behavior is really excessive."

"Wait." I reworded, "I'm not using you as a stand-in."

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru said, "What do you mean?"

I touched the snake's head and looked at the two people opposite.

The young Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru were both sitting in front of me, their clear, bright eyes staring at me intently, and I could vaguely see a little bit of anger and frustration from hearing me lie.

"No one else." I blinked. "Gojo Satoru is Gojo Satoru, and Geto Suguru is Geto Suguru. I can't mistake you for anyone else, and I can't mistake others for you."

But, no one has stipulated that I cannot see Gojo Satoru through Gojo Satoru, or see Suguru Takeru through Suguru Takeru, right?

I can clearly distinguish between ten years ago and ten years later, and I really don't regard them as substitutes for anyone.

It’s just... sometimes, I do miss it.

After all, it was a wonderful first encounter.

"Look," I pointed at the snake's tail and said, "It's not moving. So you're just overthinking it."

"......." Gojo Satoru stared at it with his head down, thinking: "Jie, are you sure that this cursed spirit lie detector function is 100% accurate? Why do I feel like it's not working?"

"Haven't we tested it many times on Yoruga-sensei, Nanami, and Haibara?"

Geto Suguru said: "It's always accurate. He even asked about Nanami's ideal type."

No wonder Mr. Yaga had a gloomy face every time I saw him recently. He also specifically told me and Shen'er not to show mercy to Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru.

"Wait." I asked curiously, "You even asked this?"

"So what's Nanami's ideal type?"

"......" Gojo Satoru said dissatisfiedly: "This is not the point, don't change the subject, we are talking about something serious!"

How serious.

At first I thought they would ask about my background, why I wanted to save Fushiguro Shige, what my purpose was in entering the high school, and whether I was plotting some conspiracy.

They were stuck on the question of whether or not it was a stand-in.

I just praised them for their vigilance, but this is the result?

"That's enough." I picked up the noodles with my chopsticks and took a bite. I said, "You've asked about all the questions, right? Anything else you want to ask?"

"......." Gojo Satoru said reluctantly: "I can't think of it now, let's talk about it later."

"No." I said, "Once this favor is used up, it will be gone. I don't have the time to play this game with you every time."

"Okay." Xiayou Jie grabbed the snake's body and put it away, saying, "Let's fill our stomachs first."

"Yeah." I narrowed my eyes in satisfaction. "How can a person live without eating? Let's put the worries aside and fill our stomachs first."

"Hi hi." Xia Youjie responded.

*

After eating and drinking, Geto suggested that we take a walk along the river next to the ramen restaurant.

This place is exactly ten minutes away from Huihe Jin Meiqi's school. If I calculate the time, it will be just about the same if I walk there, so I agreed.

"Summer is really long," I said. "I hope it will be over soon."

"Teacher, don't you like summer too?" he asked. "I thought I was the only one who didn't like it."

"No." I said, "I like summer, too."

Summer, the beach, watermelon, ice cream, fireworks displays, and bustling food streets, how could I not like it?

It's just because Jay hates summer, so he hopes autumn will come soon.

The willow branches by the river hung down to the water surface, gently brushing the ripples. The weeds had grown wildly at this time, blooming inconspicuous but vigorous flowers.

"Teacher, you seem to seldom talk about your past." Xia Youjie said, "Can you tell me about it?"

“…” I said, “What do you want to know?”

Gojo Satoru walked on the other side of me, surprisingly quiet.

He just listened to us in silence.

"Anything," he said. "Anything."

"Ah..." I relaxed my shoulders. For the first time, I felt too lazy to lie anymore.

Maybe it was because the weather was so nice, maybe it was because the people listening were so serious, or maybe it was because I really wanted to say something.

I opened my mouth.

"I used to be alone." I recalled my previous life as a social animal: "I worked alone, ate alone, slept alone, and lived alone."

Sometimes I can’t help feeling lonely, but I’ve become accustomed to that kind of life.

If someone invades my world, I will feel uncomfortable.

So if Geto Suguru slept on the floor in my room, I would resist.

But when they really left, I felt lonely again.

I wander around like this, lonely and miserable, trying to leave some ties, but subconsciously I feel that everyone will leave, so why bother to form ties?

Sometimes I think my friends are really amazing. They have been friends with me for such a long time.

She always seemed to know where my boundaries were, and she would stay there clearly waiting for me, and when I came out, she would touch me.

When she doesn't come out, she just waves her hand and lives her life freely.

"In the future, I want to open a beverage store." I said, "It can be located on a street corner, with flowers placed in front of the store."

"Travelers who are tired and exhausted come in, drink a drink I mix, talk about what they saw along the way, and then leave. This is the kind of shop that I'm in."

"If that day ever comes," Gojo Satoru said, "we will definitely go and show our support for you."

I was startled.

"Okay," I said, "I hope you can come."

But will that day really come?