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

"Sorry." Gojo Satoru covered his eyes with one hand and closed the door with the other. "I'll just pretend I didn't see anything. Please continue."

"Wait, don't go! You misunderstood!" I quickly stretched out my hand to stop him: "It's really just a misunderstanding."

This scene, these actions, these lines, why do they look so much like a live performance of Bai Xue?

The unconscious Xia Youjie even came to make trouble at this time, muttering: "Don't..."

So Gojo Satoru, who had paused for a second or two because of what I said, closed the door and started his mad retreat again.

"I don't know anything, just keep going!!!"

What was going on in his head? Was it filled with paste? I wanted to shake Gojo Satoru's head like crazy to see if I could shake the water out.

And Xia Youjie, you said you were unconscious in your sleep, why are you still talking? Now I can't clear myself even if I jump into the Yellow River.

But it wasn't until then that I realized something was wrong.

Geto Suguru is a top-grade sorcerer. Even when he is sleeping, his senses must be sharper than those of ordinary people. How could he still look so confused?

I reached out and touched his forehead, which was sweaty and hot.

You don't need a thermometer to know that he has a fever.

I'm saying, even if he's a top-class sorcerer, it's impossible for him to act like nothing happened after breaking a hand.

It turns out that his delay is just higher than that of ordinary people.

"Gojo Satoru." I struggled slightly, and Geto Xia's hand fell weakly and moved on the floor.

His eyes were still half open, staring at the ceiling without focus, as if he saw something, yet seemed not to see anything.

"Gojo Satoru!" I shouted to him, "Come here quickly, Geto Xiayou has a fever."

"?" Gojo Satoru reappeared at the door and half-knelt on the ground to check on his condition.

"Hmm." He stroked his chin and analyzed, "Six Eyes told me that he does have a fever, and it's very severe."

I don't even have the energy to complain. Any normal person can see this with their naked eyes, do you need six eyes to draw a conclusion?

"Okay." He picked up Xia Youjie like a chicken roll and carried him on his shoulders: "I'll take him to find Gao Xiaozi."

Now that things have come to this, he's already so burned up, I can't just go back to sleep as if nothing happened.

So I picked up a coat and put it on, "Wait a minute, I'll go find her with you."

The place where Xiaozi lived was a little far from the teacher's dormitory. Because of her special ability, she was always treated as a key protected person. She usually stayed near the infirmary of the technical college and rarely went out.

At this time, Glass, who was woken up, was very irritable.

She took out a piece of mint gum from her pocket and put it in her mouth and chewed it with such force that it always made people feel that she was chewing Gojo Satoru.

"If you woke me up for nothing important, all three of you would be dead." The dark circles under her eyes were too obvious, and it was obvious that she hadn't slept well. "Especially Gojo Satoru. My scalpel will peel off your skin completely."

"Jie has a high fever." Gojo Satoru said quickly and loudly, "It looks like he's going to die soon! So it's urgent to save his life."

Xia Youjie, who was forced to die of a high fever, curled up in his bed and said weakly: "I don't think it's that serious."

"Did you hear that?" Glass spun the scalpel, emitting bursts of cold light under the light: "He himself said it's not serious. Find a place to throw it away and wait for it to heal."

"Jie, stop talking." Gojo Satoru immediately pinched his mouth, forcing his colorless lips to have some blood color: "If you are not dying soon, then the three of us will die soon."

I:……

You guys really are close friends.

After chewing the gum, Glass's face looked a little better.

Gojo Satoru pulled out a can of coffee from his pocket and threw it to her. She took it without even looking up, opened it and took a sip: "I'll check him first."

She picked up the stethoscope from the table, put it on Xia Youjie's chest and listened, then lifted his eyelids and took a look: "The heartbeat is very fast, yes, he has a fever."

"What should we do?" I asked her, "Can we cure his disease?"

"His high fever was caused by the broken arm." Glass took another sip of coffee: "If the broken arm is not repaired, there is no way to cure it."

"The reversal technique cannot bypass this injury and cure his illness."

"So..." I asked, "Is there anything else we can do?"

She put down the scalpel and sat on a chair at the side: "There are two choices now."

"First, give him some anti-inflammatory medicine and apply an ice pack. With his physical condition, he will slowly get over it in ten days or half a month."

"Two, I will use the reversal technique to heal him."

She looked at me and said, "Which of these two do you choose?"

I was a little confused: "Why should I choose?"

Gojo Satoru next to him crossed his arms and said nothing.

"You two are his peers and have known each other longer than I have. Shouldn't you be the ones to decide?"

"Because you are his guarantor." Gojo Satoru said to me seriously: "We compared your strengths yesterday. Even though you are the Kagome Jie from another world, with your strength, you can only fight Kagome Jie who has one arm broken on equal terms."

"That is to say." Ieiri Naoko took over the conversation: "If he recovers his original strength, even if you have more curse spirits than him, you may not be able to completely suppress him."

"This also means that once he starts doing evil again, you and he will be executed together by Gojo Satoru."

It turned out to be the case.

I exhaled slowly and looked at Geto Suguru who was lying on the bed in the infirmary.

He was in a very bad condition. There were two blushes on his pale face, like a little bit of light red rouge smeared on a pale handkerchief.

The quilt that had been wrapped around him loosened, revealing his broken arm. Although it had been bandaged, there were faint signs of cracking due to the intense exercise just now, and blood was slowly oozing out.

“No need.” Although he was barely breathing, he managed to sit up and speak in full: “If my arm is healed, I will do my best to commit evil and kill people.”

"So," he said, "don't heal my arm."

After saying this, he closed his eyes.

“That’s so despicable.”

A surge of anger welled up in my heart, and I couldn't help but repeat it again: "Xia Youjie, you are so despicable."

"Do you think that by abusing yourself in this way, you can alleviate the pain in your heart?"

I spoke louder and louder, almost questioning, "Do you think that the more your arm hurts, the more uncomfortable your body is, and the more your flesh is tortured, the more it can eliminate the guilt in your heart?"

Geto Xiayou was silent.

He leaned weakly against the wall of the infirmary, his tired and lifeless eyes looking into mine.

I saw the confusion and pain in his heart from those eyes, and I believe he also saw my anger and determination from my eyes.

"Glass." I stared at him without blinking and said, "Please heal him."

"While I am still in this world, if he really kills any innocent person again." I paused and said, "If such a day really comes, I will do my best, even if we both die, I will make Xia Youjie pay the price he deserves."

This sentence uses restraint.

Glass drank the coffee in one gulp and threw the can away. The empty can drew an arc in the air and fell steadily into the trash can.

She stood up and walked towards Xia Youjie. When she passed me, she said lightly: "Okay, I believe you."