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

Today is a really busy day.

First I had a fight with a freshman, then I went to Ginza and was tested by the Zenin father and son. I was waiting to eat Sukiyaki but the restaurant was full, so I had to go to a hot pot restaurant.

I bought a few pieces of clothes and they dressed me up as Miracle Nikki for two hours. Then Mimiko and Nanako came to see me.

After finally coaxing the little girl away, I still had to go to the bridge to enjoy the cold wind.

This intensity is comparable to working overtime for three consecutive days.

It's just exhausting.

If I encounter this situation again in the future, I will definitely ask Gojo Satoru for three times the salary.

After returning to the technical college, I took a quick shower. The shower gel I used was the brand I usually use, and I dragged them to buy it before returning to the technical college.

Of course, there were some other daily necessities. There were so many things that I simply summoned a cursed spirit to help carry them.

Xia Youjie is such a shameless guy. Instead of calling out his own cursed spirit, he even rubs mine.

Oh, I remember now, his inventory has been basically cleared out, and now he is a poor man who has lost everything and is 20 billion in debt.

Tsk tsk tsk, now you have come to this day, Geto Suguru.

I changed into the pajamas I had just bought and went to bed.

At this moment, a loud noise was heard from next door.

Accompanied by a few muffled groans.

Is there someone fighting?

Never mind. It has nothing to do with me. As long as they don’t beat each other to death, that’s fine.

If it's a physical fight, it shouldn't affect me, right?

After thinking for a while, I decided to pretend nothing happened and cover myself with the quilt to sleep. It’s so cold in winter, should I put a hot water bottle in the quilt?

Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Jie-chan. Are you in there?" Xia Yujie asked at the door.

I opened the door and saw him standing at the door, wearing a loose T-shirt and a pair of trousers. In short, he was very casual.

The hair was wet, hanging down by the forehead, wilting and deformed. It was obvious that the hair had not been blown dry before it came out.

"Why don't you blow dry your hair?"

As someone who has been committed to health preservation since the age of 18, I can't stand people running around without drying their hair.

This will give you a headache!

Even though I love eating junk food, like to stay up all night watching anime, and work overtime until late at night when I get home, I still have to get up and sign in to the game.

But I love health preservation.

Not blow-drying your hair is never acceptable.

"?" Xia Youjie was stunned for a second when faced with my question.

He didn't expect that the question I asked would be about hair.

"I didn't have time to blow it."

He asked awkwardly, "Can I continue to sleep on your floor for another night?"

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???

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How could you say something like that?

How come you fell in love while sleeping on the floor, Xia Yujie?

Although a handsome guy came to me and I was very touched, I still rejected him.

Are you kidding me? Adults need their own space, okay? Keeping him there for one night is the limit.

"Just one night," he said earnestly, "I'll sleep next door tomorrow night."

"What kind of obsession do you have with the floor?" I was speechless: "Not only did you sleep on it for one night, but you still had to sleep on it the next night. Are you tired of having a good life and have to find something to suffer?"

"..." He said with difficulty: "It's not that I like sleeping on the floor."

"His bed is gone." Gojo Satoru's voice came from behind Geto Suguru.

Only then did I see him leaning against the wall, a Zen rod in his mouth, tapping it with his fingers.

"What do you mean the bed is gone?"

The next second, I was taken to Geto Suguru's room.

"what……"

The room in front of me could no longer be called a room; it was simply a large disaster scene.

First of all, the door could no longer be called a door. The middle part was missing, and when it was opened, it made a painful groan.

Looking inside, the originally intact wooden bed was violently broken into more than a dozen pieces, some of which had even turned into powder and debris.

The other furniture was not spared either. The glass door leading to the balcony had a large crack, and many glass fragments were scattered around my feet.

As for the wardrobe and bedside table, they were split in two and cracked.

They cracked, and I cracked too.

"What...what happened..." I stammered, pointing at the scene in front of me: "How did you two fight to the point of being like this?"

"There's nothing I can do." The culprit said loudly and confidently, "Jie was so annoying that I couldn't help but start a fight."

"Then can't you be more careful?" I was even angrier than him: "At least leave him a bed to sleep in."

"I can't help it. I'm too angry. This is the result of being careful about the limit."

"Teacher Yega will be so angry if he finds out." Xia Yujie said with a wry smile.

"He doesn't live here," Gojo Satoru said quickly, "so he doesn't know. And he doesn't need to know."

"Don't tell him."

"I have placed an order for new furniture on my mobile phone, and it will be delivered tomorrow." Gojo Satoru took out his mobile phone and waved the screen in front of me.

I ordered a bed from there. It had a soft mattress, a thick quilt, and even a pillow.

There are a lot of zeros in the price column.

What evil rich people.

"So just let him sleep on the floor tonight." Gojo Satoru said with a smile.

"No." I refused decisively: "Why don't you let him stay in your room for one night? You are in the same class, so you should sleep together often."

"I reject."

"I reject."

Two voices sounded almost at the same time.

Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru looked at each other with disdain.

"If I let the dark little eyes sleep in my room, he will definitely find a way to destroy my bed. A dark person like him will definitely do it." Gojo Satoru said loudly.

"Yes, I can do it." Xia Youjie said with a smile: "In fact, I originally planned to sneak into his room and move his bed away. But he was watching too closely."

"Look." Gojo Satoru said, "If we really let him sleep in my room, then the three of us will have to squeeze into one room."

"Why do you have to stay in my room?" I asked in frustration. "Aren't there a lot of dormitories in the technical college? Can't you just pick any two to live in?"

"Jie-chan." Gojo Satoru came up to me and whispered, "Have you forgotten that we have a ten-meter limit?"

I:"……"

So much happened today that I really forgot.

"It's okay to let him sleep on the floor." I stared at Gojo Satoru's phone, "If you give me that bed."

"This one?" Gojo Satoru shook his phone again: "You like this type." He seemed a little surprised, but immediately smiled: "If you like it, you should have said so earlier."

He tapped his finger on the phone again, then turned it over and said, "Look, I bought you another one. This time it's an upgraded version."

The size of this bed is a bit bigger than that of Geto Suguru. His is over 1.8 meters long, while mine is 2 meters long.

It is made of hard red solid wood. The two sides are lower than the middle and are filled with soft Simmons mattresses.

It feels like lying on it is like being trapped in a cloud.

The head of the bed is carved with delicate and intricate patterns, with a blooming lily in the middle.

Wow.

Lily, it fits my original name.

My name happens to be Suzuki Yuri.