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

Kento Nanami has a life creed: overtime is shit, and Gojo Satoru is the king of shit.

However, on the way to the high school with Ijichi, he decided to modify this creed slightly. Gojo Satoru is still the King of Shit, and Geto Suguru is the second King of Shit.

My memories of Geto Suguru were from many years ago.

The last time I saw him was at the funeral of Haibara Yu.

It rained that day. He stood in front of the tombstone with an umbrella. He couldn't tell whether the sky was darker or his face was darker.

The raindrops fell on the umbrella, making a rustling sound, as if playing a sad song about the fading youth.

The ceremony has ended, Mr. Yoga is presenting flowers, Gojo Satoru was called away by the people from the general manager's office to deal with some issues left over by Haibara Osamu, and after showing up, Ieiri Shoko was called away again in the name of protection. The singer stood not far away, shedding tears, and Mingming was comforting her.

A little further away was the crying of Huihara's family.

There are only a few people, but they are almost everyone related to him.

The photo of Huiyuan before his death on the tombstone was cropped from the photo on his student ID card.

The short 16 years of life ended so tragically.

Xia Yujie's eyes had lost focus, but were like black holes, with no end in sight.

At that time, he was in the grief and despair of losing his companions, but he heard Xia Youjie ask him, his voice was hoarse: "Tell me, what is the meaning of all this?"

Nanami Kento did not answer.

In other words, he, like Geto Suguru, wanted to ask, what is the meaning of all this?

Not long after, the Jujutsu High School received news that Geto Suguru had killed 112 villagers and defected.

Gojo Satoru yelled in front of Yaga that there must be a misunderstanding and that Geto Suguru could never do such a thing.

But when he thought back to every day after Tenriko's death, he felt that perhaps everything had a traceable cause.

Later, he returned to society and became a corporate slave who often worked overtime. He maintained constant contact with Gojo Satoru over the years, and the stories about Geto Suguru were left in his hearsay.

I heard that Geto Suguru was wanted, I heard that Geto Suguru became the leader of the Panxing Cult, I heard that Geto Suguru was called the evil curser.

Sometimes after get off work, when he was walking alone on the lonely road home, he would ask himself, is all this meaningful?

Is there any meaning in being a sorcerer? Is there any meaning in being an ordinary office worker?

Or, for Geto Suguru, is there any meaning in killing people and being a curse caster at will?

A few days ago, Xia Youjie, who had not been heard from for a long time, flew to the technical high school with the curse spirit and issued a declaration of war to kill each other in front of his former teachers, former classmates, former senior students, and former juniors.

So he had to appear on the battlefield against the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, and fight bloody battles against the cursed spirits and curse masters crawling all over the streets.

On the road of persecuting him, Geto Suguru, who had not been seen for many years, made a stunning debut and broke through the track, approaching Gojo Satoru's throne.

This strong spirit of resistance reached its peak when he saw Geto Suguru leaning back in his chair and smiling.

Because of the trouble caused by Geto Suguru, he worked overtime for several days and had very little time to eat and sleep, while the culprit himself was still chatting and laughing.

Is this justified?

However, a basic skill for adults is that no matter how much they curse in their hearts, they can still show no trace on their faces.

So he raised his glasses and said calmly, "Grandpa, long time no see."

.......

Nanami Kento stood in front of me.

At this moment, the word "excited" is not enough to describe my mood.

It’s Nanaming, the living Nanaming. Look, he’s still breathing.

If I were to say who I admire the most in Jujutsu Kaisen, it wouldn’t be Gojo Satoru or Geto Suguru, or anyone else.

It’s Nana Ming.

A man who dares to say that get off work must end after 5 o'clock and that overtime is bullshit is simply a role model for office workers like me.

But his face didn't look very good at this time.

When Xia Youjie saw Nanami Kento, he was stunned for a few seconds and responded: "It's not been a long time since we last met."

We met two days ago when he went to the Polytechnic to issue a declaration of war.

"Thanks to you, these past two days have felt like they were a year in a day. Seeing you again, of course it's been a long time." As he spoke, the light on his glasses flashed, and every move he made was filled with murderous intent.

Ijichi, whose presence was very low, was already trembling.

"Oh, by the way, this is my junior classmate Nanami Kento, Nana Akira." Gojo Satoru, as if he didn't sense the stagnant atmosphere in the air, suddenly rushed to his side, put his hand on his shoulder like a brother, and introduced him: "He is a super reliable, super reliable old man."

"Please take your hands off, thank you." Nanami said.

"As for this." Gojo Satoru pulled Ichichi in front of him as if no one was around, "It's my assistant supervisor Ichichi Jie Gao. From today on, he will also be your assistant supervisor!"

Poor Ijichi was holding the documents, shivering under our gaze. Compared with Nanami and Gojo Satoru who were emitting aura beside him, he looked so weak, helpless and pitiful.

"Ms. Xia Yu, hello...hello." He stammered.

I didn't know which identity Gojo Satoru had told them, so I could only smile and politely introduce myself to them: "Hello, Mr. Nanami. Hello, Mr. Ijichi, I'm Kayu Kiyoshi."

"Hello." Nanami nodded coldly as a response.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, he got straight to the point and asked Gojo Satoru, "Why did you ask us to come here today?"

"Ijichi is here just as an assistant supervisor to get to know each other," said Gojo Satoru.

Although he only mentioned this, he only asked Ijichi to come. On the one hand, it may be because other assistant supervisors were unwilling to contact Geto Suguru, and only Ijichi, who had worked under Gojo Satoru for many years and had a strong ability to withstand pressure, could do it. On the other hand, it may be because he did not trust other assistant supervisors who were assigned.

"As for you, Nana Ming, I would like to ask you to take Jie on a mission tomorrow." Gojo Satoru said, "Jie dropped out of technical high school very early, so she may not understand the process very well. You can act as her temporary teacher and help guide her." He did not mention Geto Suguru.

"Uh..." I asked, "Do you want us to go alone? Without Jay?"

Gojo Satoru quickly shook his head: "No, no, Tianjie will just follow me."

Although I know we are having a serious conversation, why does this conversation sound so much like a divorced couple discussing who will take care of the child on which day?

Even Geto Xiayou himself complained: "Are you treating me like a ball? Kick me around."

"Jie, you're not a ball." Gojo Satoru said with a grin, "If it were a ball, it would move by itself if you kicked it, which would be much easier. You're just like a stubborn donkey, you have to be pulled hard before you move."

The stubborn donkey gave him a look that was cold enough to freeze a person to death.

"Ms. Kayuki Kayuki." Nanami Kento took out his cell phone and said, "Can you add your contact information? It will be convenient for me to contact you tomorrow."

When he said this, I froze in place, and Gojo Satoru also froze in place.

"!!!" I suddenly remembered that I don't have a mobile phone in this world!!!

And as a person who never puts down his phone, it took me more than three days to think of this matter.

“Hahahaha…” Gojo Satoru touched the back of his head and laughed awkwardly for a few seconds, then took out a cell phone from his pocket and handed it to me: “This is my usual backup phone, you can use it first. At this stage, with your identity, I can’t help you get a phone card…”

This is a black touch-screen phone, which should be the latest model this year. It is wrapped in a pure black phone case and covered with a tempered film. It is almost indistinguishable from a brand new one.

I tapped the screen, and Gojo Satoru's selfie came into view.

He stood in the center of the picture, baring his teeth and making a "yeah" sign, and also threw a seductive look at the camera in a very scheming manner.

The light from the cell phone was projected onto Nanami's glasses next to him. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and silently said something. When he opened his eyes again, his face had returned to normal.