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

"Why?" Nanako yelled, "You want me to apologize to that... that monkey?"

"It must be sincere." Gojo Satoru added.

Mimiko didn't say anything. The first thing she looked at was Geto Suguru's expression.

He said nothing, and there was no sign of objection on his face.

"You mean, you saved Lord Getsu's life and all we need to do is apologize to him?" she asked in disbelief.

I spread my hands and said, "Of course if you don't go, I can't do anything to you."

"Then I won't go." Nanako said immediately.

I looked at them helplessly.

Mimiko glanced at Geto Suguru again, took a deep breath and said, "Let's go."

"Mimiko!" Nanako glared at her, her tone filled with surprise and anger at having her united front broken.

Mimiko tugged at her sleeve furtively and repeated, "Let's go together and apologize to him."

"I don't want it." Nanako's face was full of reluctance.

"I said, it's up to you." I said.

This is actually the truth. I saved Geto Suguru essentially because I felt guilty about it, not because of any reward from them.

Mimiko and Nanako pushed and pulled each other for a while, and finally she pulled Nanako away. Before leaving, Nanako was still glaring at her.

I put down my coffee, tentatively picked up the spoon and scooped the chiffon cake into my mouth.

Damn it, this is definitely the worst chiffon cake I have ever eaten.

The taste is dry and astringent, with a sour taste.

The cream squeezed on top was carefully made into a heart-shaped latte art, but too much sugar was added, making it so nauseating to eat.

As for the Sakura Daifuku, I really didn’t dare to try it, so I pushed it and placed it in front of Gojo Satoru, saying, “You try it, I really don’t dare to try it.”

Gojo Satoru picked up the spoon, took a bite and tasted it. His eyes lit up instantly: "Delicious!"

"Is this true?" I was full of doubt. Seeing him quickly scoop another spoonful and about to finish it, I quickly grabbed it and took a bite.

After taking this bite, my whole face was distorted.

The daifuku must have been frozen in the refrigerator. The cool texture is quite good, but in order to match the cherry blossom shape theme, the boss actually added petals and strawberries into it.

The fragrance of flowers and the sweet and sour taste of strawberries not only failed to blend perfectly together, but instead collided with each other. Coupled with the same extremely sweet cream, this one bite almost sent me away before Geto Suguru.

Seeing that I was fooled, Gojo Satoru finally put down his spoon and laughed at me, "This restaurant has always been at the bottom of the Tokyo food list. I knew it a long time ago and didn't order it. You were so stupid that you ate it anyway."

"You are so vicious, Gojo Satoru, that you can eat it bite by bite just to lure me into falling for you." The corners of my mouth twitched.

"Hahahaha, have you forgotten that I have Infinity? I haven't even tasted a single bite."

“When you say no bottom line, I guess you mean there is no bottom line at all.” I laughed expressionlessly.

"That's annoying." He pretended to be shy: "How can you say that about me?"

The look on his face that asked for a beating made people want to help him.

"Satoru." Justice Messenger Xia Youjie stood up and said, "It's about time you curb your childishness."

"Then who picked out so many clothes and insisted on putting them on Jie-chan? Aren't you childish?"

"A little bit better than you."

"Tsk, it should be a little weaker."

While the two were bickering, Mimiko and Nanako had already stood in front of the boss.

Their backs were to me and I couldn't see their faces.

The boss's original disappointed look disappeared. He touched the back of his head in embarrassment and laughed innocently. Mimiko said something else, which made him even happier. He shook his head with such force that it made people wonder if he was going to throw his head out.

"It's done." Nanako came back and said arrogantly, "Middle-aged uncles like these are easy to understand. Just pretend to be a good girl, say a few nice words, smile a few times, and they will immediately forget everything."

“.......” Sounds like you have a lot of experience.

I looked at Geto Suguru. Could it be that all her experience came from this "middle-aged" uncle?

The autistic boss in the corner disappeared, and was replaced by a middle-aged man covered in flowers.

He took out a whole eight-inch cake from somewhere and carefully placed it on the table: "Guests, my shop rarely has so many people." He wiped his eyes with emotion and said: "This is my most satisfying masterpiece recently. I'm giving it to you."

I:"......"

Putting it in front of Youjie, it looked more like a group of us were celebrating his birthday.

“No, no, no.” I quickly declined, “Since this is your masterpiece, it must have taken a lot of effort. How can you give it to us for free?”

"It's okay." He waved his hand generously: "Both girls are very cute, and you two are very compatible, so just treat it as making friends."

After saying that, he looked at me with very expectant eyes.

I:"......"

Hard to refuse.

I reluctantly picked up the spoon and took a bite.

Then he swallowed it expressionlessly.

Sure enough, it’s still super unpalatable!!!

Ahhhhhh, tears are falling from my eyes.

"Why?" I said, "Why is there such a disgusting cake in the world?"

The boss froze in place.

Gojo Satoru quietly grabbed my sleeve and whispered, "Jie-chan, he's about to break."

As expected, he lowered his head like a puppy, as if he had suffered a major blow (although it is inappropriate to use this to describe a tall and strong middle-aged man): "As expected, should I give up?"

Xia Yujie looked at him silently, then suddenly picked up the spoon and started moving. He put a bite into his mouth and took another bite: "I think it's okay."

Gojo Satoru also took a bite, and then he was shocked: "Jie, are your taste buds damaged?"

"Well, do you really think it's okay?" He asked expectantly, as if he had come back to life.

"Hmm." He took another bite.

"Okay!" The boss's eyes lit up again: "I'll make another one right away. If you like it, leave your address and I'll give it to you for free next time."

"No thanks." He said slowly, "I live far away, it's not very convenient."

"Is that so?" The boss was disappointed for a moment, then immediately said energetically: "Then I'll pack some more food for you to take home."

......

I really suspect that he wanted to clear out his inventory because there hadn't been any customers for a long time.

"Do you really think it tastes good?" Gojo Satoru was very skeptical.

"Are you serious?"

Xia Youjie smiled softly: "Honestly, I can't taste it?"

"what?"

"Nothing." He said, "I just think it's OK."

Gojo Satoru might not have understood what he was saying, after all, Geto Suguru had never told him.

but I know.

The Curse Jade tasted terrible, so terrible that every bite was filled with torment.

But Xia Yujie ate it no less than a thousand times.

What kind of mood was he in when he swallowed the cursed spirit?

"The Curse Jade tastes terrible," I said. "It tastes like a rag filled with vomit, so he's used to eating nasty things."

If he doesn't say it, I will say it for him. Someone has to tear open his airtight heart for him, so that those dark, complicated, and painful emotions can find an outlet.

So why isn't this person me?

At least I know his past struggles and entanglements, and I have the same technique as him.

"So, is that so?" Gojo Satoru was stunned: "Why didn't you tell me that before?"

"What's the point of telling you?" He laughed softly, as faint as a cloud floating across the sky: "Even if you knew, wouldn't I still have to continue eating the cursed spirits?"

"At least now I know, and we can share the responsibility! Idiot!" he cursed.

"Don't talk about Master Getou like that!" Nanako heard what was said and immediately shouted, "Master Getou will never make a mistake, Gojo Satoru, how dare you scold him!"

"Why shouldn't I dare to scold?" He glanced sideways, his tone cold.

When he wasn't smiling, he looked a little scary: "He was just this complete idiot."