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

Xia Youjie brought a bed from next door. The thin layer was used as a cushion underneath, and the thick layer was used as a quilt.

His body was quite strong. After one of his hands was chopped off, he slept on the floor in his robes without a blanket for the whole night, and he woke up the next day as if nothing had happened.

You know, it's winter now, it's snowing in Hokkaido, and it's very cold in Tokyo.

If it were my own body, I would have caught a cold long ago.

"Your hair isn't dry yet." I picked up the hair dryer in the room and handed it to him: "Hurry up and blow dry it."

"Thank you." He took it and smoothed his hair.

He has enviable hair, which is black, long, smooth and straight, like the shiny fur of a fox, which is exactly the hair of my dreams.

"Jie-chan." Gojo Satoru came out again and said, "I'll leave Jie to you tonight. Don't let him do anything bad."

The corner of Xiayou Jie's mouth twitched: "How dare you say that I did something bad? Look at the next room before you talk, asshole."

"I'm not talking about such a bad thing." Gojo Satoru clenched his teeth, bit the Zhenzhi stick into pieces, held the candy in his mouth, and said indistinctly: "Jie-chan is a girl."

Haha, I don't have to worry about this at all. Who in this world would have the heart to do something to someone who looks exactly like them?

What's more, this person is Geto Suguru. As soon as he appears in the comics, he does nothing but cause trouble. In the technical high school, he kept talking about his righteousness. After defecting, he went to the Panxing Sect and became the leader, but he still kept talking about his righteousness.

I doubt that there is room for anything else in his mind except justice.

"Hehehe." As expected, Xia Youjie laughed in a very unkind way: "Then why don't you let me sleep in your room! It's really boring to talk to yourself over there."

"Jie-chan." Gojo Satoru half-closed the door, revealing half of his face and white teeth. "If he wants to attack you in the middle of the night, I'll be next door. If you yell, I'll wake up and beat him up."

After he finished speaking, the door was closed and he rushed away like the wind.

I have no doubt about this. If there was any disturbance at night, he might really get up from the bed and beat Xia Youjie.

But I was really worried, so I took the person away a long time ago. Although I said that, I actually still believed in Goyu's character.

"Sorry." Xia Youjie finished drying his hair and put the hair dryer in the cabinet and said to me: "He always talks nonsense."

Well, I've learned this countless times before - from anime.

"It's really hard for you." I also sympathized with Geto Suguru: "It's really unfortunate to be a classmate with such a person for three years."

"Three years." Xia Yu turned around, with his usual foxy smile, and looked at me suspiciously with narrowed eyes: "How do you know that we have been classmates for three years?"

......

“…” My mind went blank.

Oh, yes, I said I went to school in Kyoto, but dropped out in less than two years to join the Pansei Sect. I have only been in this world for two days, and Geto Suguru has been with me during this period. How did I know that he and Gojo Satoru were classmates for three years?

"I remember that neither Wu nor Naoko mentioned this matter, right?"

Calm, calm, calm.

I told myself.

Think about a period of time when Geto Suguru was not by my side, so that I can make up this lie.

"It was during the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons." I said, "During the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, I heard someone say that you had been in the technical high school for three years."

"Who?"

"I don't know them." I lied as I thought, "When I landed here, there were cursed spirits everywhere. I heard two sorcerers talking when I was walking around, but I don't know them."

Xia Yujie looked at me steadily, as if he was examining the truthfulness of my words.

"Don't you believe what I said?" I asked him simply.

Xia Youjie shook his head: "I believe you."

Don’t be fooled by my calm face. Actually, I was sweating profusely behind my back.

I didn't want to lie at first. If this world hadn't forcibly banned planA, I would have told them all the plots I knew and dragged them to hunt down Brainflower all over the world.

Speaking of brains, I wonder where old Bidden is hiding, waiting to do something bad.

How to remind them that there is an enemy in the dark is also a problem.

"It's getting late." Xia Youjie lifted the quilt and covered himself with it: "Go to sleep."

He said, closing his eyes.

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart and curled up in my bed.

Before going to bed, I quietly made a wish to God, hoping that the day would pass quickly and no more trouble would happen.

But two hours later, my comeuppance came.

At this time, I was still immersed in a beautiful dream.

In my dream, I returned to the company, and my boss informed me with a smile that I had been promoted and had a pay raise, with my monthly salary doubled and one month of paid vacation every year. I was grinning from ear to ear as I held the new pay slip, and was planning to go to Akihabara to buy some more grain to fill my new display cabinet.

Then, I was awakened by a low, hoarse cry.

“No…Mimiko, Nanako…Satoru…no….”

It’s Geto Suguru who’s under the bed.

He was lying on his side facing me, his forehead was covered in sweat, his bangs stuck to his cheeks, his brows were furrowed, and the moonlight from outside the window poured in, illuminating the contours of his face, which was flushed and made him look fragile and pale.

He seemed to be mumbling something, and it sounded like he was having a nightmare.

I struggled with a low growl, sat up, rubbed my sleepy eyes, and yawned.

God, it was only what time it was and he was already having nightmares.

The clock on the wall reached exactly twelve o'clock.

Is this the price I pay for my pursuit of pleasure? Damn it, I just asked for a comfortable and soft bed, and you're going to mess with me.

I simply got off the ground, walked up to him in my cotton slippers, avoided his wound and shook his shoulders: "Xia Youjie, wake up, wake up."

Didn't wake up.

He seemed to have fallen into a dream, holding my arm with one hand, and muttering: "No..."

It seems that I can't wake up without some effort.

I stretched out the hand that wasn't caught and slapped him hard on the face: "Hey, wake up, Xia Yujie, wake up!"

He suddenly opened his eyes and subconsciously pulled with his hand, causing me to lose my balance.

That would be fine, but he was dying, and Gojo Satoru's voice came from outside the door: "Jie, I heard some noise, you guys..."

Gojo Satoru wasn't able to finish his words because he got stuck in the middle.

"You..." He was speechless.

what?

I straightened up, looked down, and saw, oh wow, a very subtle posture.

Xia Yujie's palm was still on my arm, pressed to the ground by my hand.

My original kneeling position changed to supporting my hands on both sides of his head, with my face facing his lips.

It looked especially like I had just tried to attack him at night, and he had put up a great resistance.

Gojo Satoru's eyes suddenly became sharp.

But I really am not ahh ...