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

Do I still not look alike to Geto Suguru himself?

It seemed like everyone I met was questioning it.

It is indeed very difficult to ignore your own personality and forcibly pretend to be another person.

Fortunately, the identity Gojo Satoru revealed was Geto Suguru's long-lost twin sister, which was feasible and reasonable. Otherwise, there would be more rumors and groundless speculations.

"I was also shocked when I saw Geto Suguru." I said, "There is a big difference in our personalities."

"It's not a matter of personality." Nanami pointed out bluntly: "If it's the same soul, even if the personalities are very different, the underlying color is the same. Just like the fruits grown on the same tree, they will carry the same imprints when they grew up."

"But you and he are essentially two different trees."

Wow, Nana Ming is so sharp.

I could have lied, I could have acted, I could have made up a bunch of ridiculous excuses, but in his eyes that seemed to see through everything, all these words collapsed like castles in the air.

My throat felt dry.

I'm a little at a loss.

"However." He did not choose to ask further: "I am not that interested in your identity. Since Gojo Satoru asked you to go on a mission with me, he must have considered it thoroughly. I trust his choice."

"I'm telling you all this today just to remind you that since even I can see it, there must be more people who are suspicious behind your back." He looked at me and said, "I hope you'll be more careful."

Having said that, I think that’s enough.

I nodded and said solemnly: "I will, thank you for your reminder."

The storage base was indeed very large. Nanami and I sat on the bird's back and patrolled the center clockwise. Perhaps because the distance was too far, I did not find any remnants of the cursed spirit.

"Move it down a bit," Nanami said.

I think so too.

Just at this moment, a gloomy black air suddenly spread from the building below, and there was a faint sound of people talking.

It's a curse spirit.

"Wait." Nanami stopped me: "Don't rush down."

He frowned, his face serious: "This strength doesn't seem to be what a first-level cursed spirit should be. It's special grade!"

As soon as the words fell, a flash of black light shot out from the gray-green glass window and hit the wings of the big bird we were sitting on.

It fluttered a few times, let out a struggling howl, and its flying altitude kept decreasing before it finally staggered to the ground.

This bird was only a first-level cursed spirit, and certainly not a top-level opponent. As soon as I landed on the ground, I took it back.

This is one of the few cursed spirits in our inventory that looks decent. We can’t let it disappear.

When I was watching the anime, I felt a little sad that such a handsome dragon like Rainbow Dragon was chopped off by Fushiguro Shinobu.

Otherwise, if we summon it now, wouldn't it be more majestic to ride a dragon than to ride a bird?

Nanami pulled out the sword from behind her back, and the white sword with black spots was placed horizontally in front of her.

He raised his glasses and analyzed calmly: "My technique is the Ten-Stroke Spell, which can forcibly create a weakness at the 7:3 position of the Curse Spirit for a critical hit. But the strength of the special grade is not the same as the first grade, so in this battle, I can only assist you at best."

"Are you sure?"

I took a deep breath.

The first time on a mission, they encountered the so-called "intelligence error". A first-grade cursed spirit was transformed into a special-grade cursed spirit. Even a fool could see the strangeness.

No wonder Gojo Satoru dreams of shooting all the high-ranking sorcerers.

"I will try my best."

The special cursed spirit in the building quickly broke through the obstacles and rushed in front of us almost instantly.

It was a scorpion-like creature - covered in metal-like armor, a pair of long and thick pincers (which seemed to be foldable), a back covered with densely packed compound eyes, and the remaining legs grew on the abdomen and had long sharp spines.

Its pitch-black tail was raised high, and if you looked closely you could see a little dark green liquid at the tail, which was the venom that had just been shot at us.

The venom fell to the ground, making a harsh sizzling sound and corroding large areas of muddy ground.

So fast!

You can even see the afterimages of its six pairs of legs as it crawls, its tail swinging, its pincers opening and closing, and a clanging sound similar to that of metal colliding can be heard.

In a few seconds, it was already close to me, so close that I saw the pupils of its compound eyes move in the same direction at the same time - it was not looking at me.

At this distance, it was impossible to summon cursed spirits to launch long-range attacks. Chou Bao spit out the curse tool Youyun, and I held the handle tightly and smashed it hard on the head.

Its pincers clamped onto the cursed tool, but its tail, which was glowing black, aimed at Nanami's head.

He blocked with the knife, his arm shook, and he just dodged it, then quickly stepped back and kept some distance.

"Don't get too close." He changed his position again and reminded me.

I squeezed out from under the pincers and smashed Youyun down on its head once again.

The pair of pincers once again blocked the direction of the attack.

It has a high hardness.

"Nanaha." I shouted to him, "Can you hold it for a few seconds? I'll change the spell tool."

If You Yun isn't okay, then the Soul-Releasing Sword that can cut off the Rainbow Dragon should be okay, right?

Upon hearing this, Qi Hai immediately moved in front of the cursed spirit to attract its attention.

I quickly threw Youyun back, picked up the Soul-Resting Sword and chopped at the pincers. After cutting off the pincers, I followed the force and stabbed it directly into the compound eyes on the back.

After pulling it out, juice splashed out.

No matter how careful I was, a few drops still splashed onto my arm, corroding my clothes and making a sizzling sound on my skin.

it hurts!

Its entire body is poisonous.

The area that was splashed started to feel hot and numb, and my right hand was shaking constantly.

"Are you okay?" Nanami asked.

"It's okay." I calmed down, held my right hand and said to him, "It's just a little bit affected, it's nothing serious."

The attack of this cursed spirit is not fatal, but the poison is too strong. If you are not careful, you may lose your ability to move.

Fortunately, it was only a little bit, otherwise I might have been unable to move.

The cursed spirit was hit so hard that its movements became much slower and its attack power was greatly reduced.

But after slowing down for a moment, it attacked again, wielding its only remaining pincers, and the venom from its tail began to spray again.

Nanami and I were dodging while thinking of strategies.

Although I didn't expect to kill it with just that one blow.

But this cursed spirit is full of poison. If we adopt a close combat strategy, sooner or later we will be paralyzed and unable to move.

The most difficult part now is how to cut it off without killing it and without being attacked by the venom.

Now I understand why Gojo Satoru's lack of bottom line is so popular. If he were here today, he wouldn't have to consider so many issues at all.

It turns out that facing your own incompetence is such a painful thing.

"Let me do it." Nanami said, "I can continue to inflict a wound along the part you just slashed, and completely cut off its tail."

He pointed the knife at the cursed spirit: "If it loses its tail, it should lose most of its ability to move. Then, you will subdue it."

"But if that happens, the wound on its body will be much bigger, and the venom will definitely splash onto you." I frowned and said, "By then, not only will it lose its ability to move, but you will also lose your ability to move due to the poisoning and injury."

"I know." He continued calmly, "That's why I must come."

"After you subdue this cursed spirit, you can summon other cursed spirits and send me to the high school to detoxify as quickly as possible. If you were the one who was poisoned, I wouldn't be able to do the same thing."

After saying that, without waiting for my response, he drew his sword and charged straight at the cursed spirit.

"Ten-stroke spell, tile after tile." The knife was attached with spell power, and a black light burst out in the air - it was a black flash.

This heavy blow cut off the tail of the special-grade cursed spirit, and a large amount of blood splattered on Nanami's body and even on her face.

The highly corrosive venom burned his skin, making a sizzling sound like flesh being burned by fire, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

I was just splashed with a little bit of venom and it hurts a lot.

Now that most of the Qihai have been affected, you can imagine that the pain is doubled.

I activated the spell and transformed the cursed spirit into a cursed spirit jade in my hand.

Black lines ran along his chest and spread to his pale face.

He gasped twice and his body was shaking.

I quickly ran over to support his shoulders and asked, "Are you okay?"

There was a lot of cold sweat on his forehead and he couldn't speak. He could only shake his head slightly.

I pulled him onto my back and said through gritted teeth, "I will summon the cursed spirit to send you to the technical secondary school right now. Just hold on."

Damn damn damn!

Damn me, I'm so useless.

How could fighting a special-grade cursed spirit bring Nanami to this state?

Was this how Geto Suguru felt when facing the deaths of Tenriko and Haibara Yu?

So self-blaming, so resentful, so angry.

The big bird flapped its wings and jumped twice on the spot with its claws, but it did not take off.

I looked up at the sky belatedly and realized that the tent had not disappeared.

...............

Could it be that there are other cursed spirits?