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

"Young sorcerers often lack the ability to protect themselves." Xia Youjie recalled: "When I was about seven or eight years old, I felt the difference between myself and others."

"My parents thought I watched cartoons and confused the content with reality, so they unplugged the TV for a long time." Xia Yujie quietly immersed himself in his childhood memories.

"Later, seeing that I still said so, they asked someone to come to their house to exorcise the evil spirit, and they saw a cursed spirit on that person."

That being said, they actually do much more than that.

His mother thought that he was possessed by some unclean thing and insisted on inviting a "master" to perform a ritual to exorcise the evil spirit. However, the so-called "master" turned out to be a charlatan in name only. He wore a cassock and held a bell with colorful tassels, and danced around him all night.

During this time, he felt sleepy, and his mother and father came up to him and woke him up, warning him not to sleep and to fight against the "evil spirits" and completely eliminate the harm from the house.

But what they didn't know was that the so-called evil spirit was not entangled with Xia Youjie, but was lying on the master's shoulder, with a fat and ugly face, shouting in a roaring voice: "Money~ I want more money~ The more the better~"

He suppressed his fear and didn't look at the master, because according to past experience, as long as he didn't look them in the eye, the cursed spirits would not notice him.

But this time, it won’t work.

When the master saw him looking away, he would come over and force his face back to look at him.

The cursed spirit noticed his gaze and suddenly went crazy, slowly climbing down from the man's shoulders and pouncing towards Xia Youjie.

He stepped back in fear, shouting, "Don't come over here!"

But the master held him down, grabbed his shoulders and told his parents that the evil spirit would be driven away soon.

Just as the curse spirit was about to grab his face, a surge of power seemed to burst out from his whole body.

When he opened his eyes again, the cursed spirit had disappeared, and a black cursed spirit jade appeared in his hand.

In fact, from Xia Youjie's perspective, the cursed spirit at that time was probably only level three or four, far from being powerful. But for him, who was young at the time, it was a childhood trauma.

"Later, they all felt that the evil spirit had been completely eliminated, and my parents gave him a generous reward. He took the money and left triumphantly." He continued, "In fact, it was I who eliminated this thing, so if there is any reward, it should be him who gave me it."

Of course his parents love him.

Geto Xiayou has always thought so.

If you don't love him, you won't care about the "invisible monster" he mentioned, you won't hire someone to come to your house to get rid of the monster, and you won't give him a considerable sum of money afterwards.

However, his world and their world seemed to be separated forever by a layer.

They could not see what was in his eyes, nor could they understand his fear, panic and despair at that time, let alone his techniques and abilities.

Since that time, cursed spirits began to appear frequently in Geto Suguru's world. In order to collect cursed spirit jades, he would consciously challenge cursed spirits that were stronger than himself, and often returned home with injuries.

In order to avoid being discovered by his parents, he even went to bookstores to look for books on fighting techniques, just to make the injured parts appear as close as possible to the area covered by his clothes.

But with so many injuries, how could they not notice it?

His mother and father were always worried. She asked him many times, "Jie, are you being bullied by bad kids at school?"

But Xia Youjie always told her with a smiling face: "No, I fell while walking."

Everyone around him is weak, and he is the only one who possesses special abilities. Perhaps this is God telling him to use his abilities to protect the weak.

Later, Ye Mo Zheng Dao came to him and told him about the admission to the Jujutsu High School, which further confirmed his point of view: Jujutsu masters exist to protect non-jujutsu masters.

That time was like a dream.

Until later, until later......

.........

While recalling, Geto Suguru told me about the first cursed spirit he subdued.

I could sense from his expression and tone that he omitted a lot of things when he was telling the story.

But no matter what, being able to get him to talk about these things is already a great progress.

"how about you?"

Just when I was feeling relieved, he suddenly changed the subject and asked me, "Do you still think that sorcerers exist to protect sorcerers?"

After his defection, Geto Suguru completely overturned and denied the righteousness he had upheld at the beginning, but personally, I actually quite agree with this point of view.

"Why?" His tone was obviously much lower than before: "You know that cursed spirits are created by ordinary people, right? As long as those monkeys exist, the cursed spirits in the world will not disappear, and the number of sorcerers who die meaninglessly to protect ordinary people will continue to increase."

He first experienced the continuous death of his companions, and then saw the disgusting faces of ordinary people abusing young sorcerers. He struggled for ten years to get to this point now. I don't expect that I can change his mind by just spitting a few words.

But my opinion is different from his, and I have to say it, even if he doesn't agree with it at all now.

"Let me make it clear that just because I agree with this view doesn't mean I want to force others to agree with it." I gave myself a buff first: "No matter what the reason was for the sorcerers to enter this industry, they are free. Of course, they are also free to leave."

Facing Geto's heavy gaze, I swallowed and continued, "I admire every sorcerer who sacrificed himself to protect ordinary people. I don't think their death was meaningless. These people are heroes."

"I know a policeman." Actually, it was my uncle. Of course, he and my aunt have both retired and are living in the countryside.

"He was an ordinary employee of the Metropolitan Police Department at the time, and his work was very hard and busy." I continued, "Once, I asked him, there will always be evil in the world, no matter how hard you try, it won't change anything, why do you have to make yourself so tired?"

I still remember his answer to this day.

"I catch criminals not because it eliminates crime, but because if I don't catch them, the crime in the world will only increase instead of decrease."

We can't change anything, but at least not letting things get worse may be a meaningful thing.

“Hahahahahahaha.” Xia Youjie covered his eyes and laughed louder and louder, even a little hysterical: “Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha….”

Damn it, I'm seriously expressing my opinions!

What is this guy laughing at? I didn’t laugh when he was talking just now!

That's a bit too disrespectful.

After laughing, he turned to me and said, "I still don't agree with your point of view."

I forced a smile expressionlessly, having expected this.

If he had suddenly changed his position after I said a few words to him, I would have been so surprised that I would have fallen off the bed.

"But..." He continued: "As you said yourself, I respect your opinion."

"Ah!" I sighed, "Jie has grown up. I'm so relieved that you can say that."

"Hey." His face darkened: "Don't say such disgusting words in such a disgusting tone, okay?"