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

After I recovered from my illness, of course I couldn't stay in the infirmary any longer.

Xia Youjie and I walked through the campus of the technical college and returned to the teachers' dormitory.

Gojo Satoru's room stands between the two of us, but he is always working overtime all over the world, and his life is even more of a corporate slave than mine, so it seems that he doesn't come back to live here very often.

Of course, there is no need to mention the occasional incident where I would encounter a "suspected" scene of me attacking Geto Suguru at night.

The room prepared for Geto Suguru had been renovated and was as simple as ever. Only the big bed that was bought as an apology was left lying quietly in the center - it hadn't even been unpacked.

Xia Youjie held his forehead with his hand: "Thanks to him, I have never slept in a bed before now."

Me: "??? Where did you sleep during the two days I was unconscious?"

"There's a chair in the infirmary."

Just eight short words contain so much sadness.

His smile seemed a little forced.

I recall the recliner in the infirmary. It was 1.7 meters tall and had cushions and pillows. If it was just someone of Glass or someone of my height lying on it, it would probably be quite comfortable.

As for Geto Xiayou... He is about 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders and muscles all over his body, and he is squeezed in there pitifully... It feels like a husky living in a teddy bear's kennel...

I sighed, went over and patted his shoulder to comfort him, "It's all over. From now on, you will have your own bed."

Xia Youjie: "Would you mind putting away the gloating smile on your face before you comfort me?"

I touched my face. Is it that obvious?

Passing his room, there weren't many changes in my room. The king-size bed that Gojo Satoru bought had replaced the original one, and he also thoughtfully replaced the sheets and pillows with gray-pink ones.

"Maki helped change it." Xiayou Jie touched his nose, "He said you can sleep on it as soon as you come back."

Wow, what a warm-hearted child. He even helped me change the bed sheets.

But now, Geto Suguru can call people's names properly, but he used to call them monkeys.

I couldn't wait to jump onto the bed.

The cloud-like touch, the elegant fragrance, and the comfort are simply an experience that only gods can have!

It's such a cold winter again.

It's decided! I will lie on it 24 hours a day and never be separated from my bed.

Touching the soft quilt, I couldn't help but lie on it, rolling from the left to the right, and then from the right to the left, and then I felt like something was poking my back.

It's hard and should be some kind of wooden object.

? what?

I reached out and took out a small box with delicate carvings, a gold-plated iris pattern on it, and a pink bow tied on it.

Wow, there are small gifts?

The bed seller is so thoughtful.

"What could it be? What could it be?"

Is it a keychain? A small charm? Or a bottle of perfume or a brooch?

Anyway, I should like all free things, I'm not picky.

With anticipation, I opened the lid.

Three black curse jades rolled out.

I:"......."

Geto Summer Oil: “….”

In short, I thought about everything except this.

"Did you put this on my bed?" I asked.

Geto Xiayou was silent.

He pulled the corner of his mouth and asked: "Do you think it's possible?"

That's right, he didn't even have the chance to run back and sleep.

"That's Gojo Satoru." I stood up and took the box off the bed. When I thought about how these cursed spirits had enjoyed this big bed before me, I had the urge to beat Gojo Satoru up.

"What kind of brain circuit would someone have to put such a disgusting cursed spirit in a pretty little box and hide it in someone else's bed!"

He struggled to guess Gojo Satoru's motives: "Maybe he thought that it could be considered a trophy or something?"

"Then I'll go kill a few cursed spirit corpses and throw them on his bed next time." I complained.

"The cursed spirit has no body."

"That's not the point." I took out three cursed spirits from the box. Just holding them in my hand, I felt a cool feeling.

This one is the black tiger, this one is the shadow, and the remaining one is the real person.

The other two are not important, but this real person is very important.

Seeing it, I was a little relieved. Fortunately, I met it now. This guy has not grown up and cannot open a domain. I guess his brain is not well developed. After listening to the instigation of Luosuo, he actually came to kill me.

Well, maybe not stupid.

With such a crucial technique, how could Naohua be willing to let it die?

Is it because I was underestimated?

Thinking of this, he felt proud again.

I was in a one-on-three match, but when the settlement was settled I was the MVP of the game!

I singled out the real people.

"Jay, I hope you can accept it." I looked at him.

Hearing my light tone, he was stunned and seemed unable to understand what I was saying.

"what?"

"This is the cursed spirit you fought so hard to subdue, why are you giving it to me?"

There are many reasons, and it seems a bit complicated to explain.

“It can transform the human soul.”

"What did you say?" He widened his eyes in surprise. "What do you mean by that?"

"That's right." I recalled the plot of the original novel, put the real person in my hand into his hand, and explained seriously: "If I'm not mistaken, it should be able to transform a human body into a sorcerer's body."

Xia Youjie's Adam's apple moved, his body trembled slightly, and he asked me in a hoarse voice: "You...say it again."

"I mean, this cursed spirit can transform a person's body and soul, and can even turn a person into a sorcerer."

I guess this sentence had as much of an impact on him as if monkeys rose up and conquered the earth one day.

It seems a bit cruel to Geto Suguru, who gave up everything to achieve justice.

But, this is what I have to say.

From the day his One Hundred Demons Night Parade failed, his plan of “killing all the monkeys and creating a world with only sorcerers” was essentially declared bankrupt.

But for him, who is both proud and extreme, it is absolutely unacceptable to completely deny himself again, go back to the old path he has walked before, and protect the "monkey" he hates as a sorcerer.

Both roads were completely blocked.

If he is not given a new way out, sooner or later he will end up in a new dead end amidst day after day of struggle and self-torture.

By then, I don’t think I’ll be so lucky to stop him.

and so.

So, that day, when I stood on the battlefield being targeted and saw the real person, I felt somewhat fortunate.

When I saw the blurry figures of Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru running towards me, I was still thankful when I fell down.

The timing of the real person's appearance is really perfect.

Nanami doesn't have to because he's dead.

And I found a new path for Geto Suguru.

Although it is still difficult to say now that if he conquers the real person, he can definitely transform all human beings into sorcerers.

At least Naohua has been planning for a thousand years but hasn't been able to do it.

Besides, there are the limitations of Gojo Satoru, so what Geto Suguru can do is probably very limited.

But this is a new possibility.

From now on, he no longer needs to view ordinary people as the source of disasters, nor think of them as inferior monkeys that can never evolve. Instead, he can look at ordinary people who exude magical power all the time as if they were young sorcerers - they are all reserves for sorcerers and new hope.