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

It's almost evening now.

The daytime hours are short in winter, and now the sun has already set in the west, so it won’t be long before it sets.

Gojo Satoru didn't want to teleport, and Geto Suguru was listless again, so I had to summon the first-level bird again and let it carry us forward.

It’s a shame to say that after using it for such a long time, I still call it a big bird and haven’t even given it a name.

But I am bad at naming and can’t come up with a nice name.

Ah, why not just name it Big Bird? It sounds nice and is easy to remember.

……

The streets of Shinjuku were neither far nor close to the high school. After flying at full speed for about ten minutes, I found an inconspicuous corner to land. (Of course, it doesn’t matter if it’s conspicuous. In this case, passers-by always seem to be blind and don’t see it.)

This is where I landed.

Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru are searching for the "strange" energy fluctuations mentioned by Noctua.

The follow-up cleanup work of the One Hundred Demons Night Parade has been almost completed, the cordon has been lifted, and the place seems to have returned to its usual bustle.

Only a few collapsed buildings and bumpy paths indicate the battles that once took place here.

I wonder what excuse the Directorate gave to cover up this level of destruction?

Earthquake? Typhoon? It couldn't be a gas explosion, right?

I think it would take a lot of brain cells just to think of a reasonable reason. It's really not unfair for Geto Suguru to bear a debt of 20 billion.

Wait, 20 billion!

I suddenly remembered that there was salary for exorcising cursed spirits.

I killed four of them, that's 80 million!

"Gojo Satoru." I hurriedly called him, "Does the special level of exorcism get paid? Where's my reward?"

"You mean that?" Gojo Satoru scratched his head. "After deducting 99% of the debt, there is still 1% of the money left. The General Manager Department has transferred it to the prepared card."

"I still have a card in my name? How come I didn't know about that?"

"Well...it was done in my name."

"But... aren't you going back?" He said, "The Panxing Sect leader shouldn't be short of this little money, right?"

what……

Do you want me to tell him now that I am not the leader of Panxing Sect, but just an ordinary office worker?

But after deducting 99%, it's still yen, which is not a small amount at all. It's enough for me to happily wander around Akihabara for a long time!

“Hahahahahahaha…” Gojo Satoru laughed: “Don’t worry, if you really want to leave, I’ll just give you the cash from me.”

We were talking, and Xia Youjie, who was about to walk ten meters, stopped and pointed to an empty space in front of him and asked, "Wu, Jie, is this the energy fluctuation?"

?

I walked to his side, and in the direction that Xia Yujie pointed, the air there was abnormally distorted. The flowing colorful colors blended together, casting a faint halo that illuminated my face.

It has an inexplicable attraction to me.

I couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

"Wait." Xia Youjie held my hand and said, "Nothing has been investigated yet, don't move."

However, the ball of light flew directly towards me and attached itself to my wrist before Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru could react.

It slowly stuck together and turned into a pattern of an eye.

Thin shape, long eyelashes, dark purple pupils...Isn't this Geto Suguru's eyes?

I lowered my head to look at my hands, then looked at Xia Youjie's eyes. His bangs were a bit of a nuisance, so I simply walked over and pulled them aside, then placed my hand vertically next to his face and compared them carefully.

Gojo Satoru also came over and stood next to my head, observing the mark on my hand and Geto Suguru's eyes.

"That's right." He said, "These are two identical eyes. Six Eyes can't be mistaken."

The peculiar posture of the three of us soon attracted the attention of passers-by, who whispered around us.

"Is this some kind of performance art?"

"Is it a street performance by a newly debuted idol? Look at how good-looking they are!"

"Three people standing there motionless, are they sketching models? Where is the painter?"

"The one with white hair is still wrapped in bandages. Is he cosplaying?"

"The two with black hair are twins! I want to get their contact information."

"So do you want a boy or a girl?"

"You are too narrow-minded. There is no choice in the adult world. Of course I want both!"

"..."

No, you guys were playing dumb when we just parachuted in, but now you’re talking to yourselves very enthusiastically.

Are all the passers-by who are cursed so powerful?

"Ahem." Xia Youjie coughed twice, then pulled my hand and put it down: "It seems that we can't find anything by staying here. You probably won't be able to go back for a while, so let's go first."

I think he was afraid of being surrounded and asking for line.

Oh, don't be afraid. Just throw Gojo Satoru over after he has taken off his bandages.

He will find his own way out.

Xia Youjie just dragged me away.

Gojo Satoru grinned and ran to our center, placing a hand on each of our shoulders. "Let's go eat something delicious tonight. I recommend a restaurant about a thousand meters away. It's really delicious. I personally give it five stars."

"But didn't you just buy some barbecue?" I asked. "Those things are still in my room. Why don't we just go and eat them?"

“No…” Gojo Satoru said coquettishly, “I fought with Jie for so long, the meat is cold and not tasty anymore.”

"Is it going to be a waste?" I thought it was a bit of a pity. I was really excited when I smelled the fragrance.

"Can't Jay's stomach hold anything? Can't we just stuff everything into his stomach later?"

"What do you think I am? A trash can?" Xia Yujie complained.

Although the expression on his face was still not good, I didn't know why, but I strangely felt that his mood seemed to have improved a lot.

Is it because fighting feels good?

Tsk, it’s so hard to guess what men are thinking.

The three of us walked slowly, chasing the moonlight.

Walk to the five-star restaurant that Gojo Satoru mentioned.

It was indeed so delicious that it was packed with people. As far as the eye could see, there was no room to rest.

"Are there any seats available?" I asked the receptionist.

He was busy and sweaty: "I'm sorry, there are three tables in front, you may have to wait for more than ten minutes."

"It's okay." Gojo Satoru took out a shiny gold card from his pocket: "I came prepared this time."

I looked closely and saw that it was the store's VVIP card.

"This card is very rare." Gojo Satoru shook it in his hand. "Even a frequent customer like me only has two!"

"Why do you need two cards?" I twitched the corners of my mouth.

"Of course it's because it would be a waste if I don't take it!" he said righteously.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please follow me." After receiving the card, the waiter immediately led us across the shop on the first floor and went up to the private room on the second floor.

I have to say, the environment here is quite good.

There are vases on both sides of the corridor, filled with seasonal flowers.

The rooms were separated by wooden doors covered with paper and painted with elegant landscapes.

After opening it, I found that the room was very large. There was a half-open window opposite the door, but there was a layer of glass outside that was carefully separated. It neither affected the view nor let the cold wind blow in, making people feel cold.

In the center there is a table that can seat four or five people, and next to it there is a tatami mat that can be used for sitting at any time.

"this is menu."

The waiter handed Gojo Satoru a thick, exquisite notebook.

Gojo Satoru turned the page and adopted the same strategy as last time: "Then I'll have one of each."

"Wait!" I quickly pulled him back and said, "Last time, seven or eight people just finished the meal. Now there are only three of us. Isn't it a bit wasteful to eat like this?"

"It's okay." Gojo Satoru said, "If you can't finish it, just pack it up and put it in my refrigerator."

"Okay." He already said so, I couldn't stop him.

But now I know where his two VVIP gold cards came from.

If I were the store owner, I would have to worship him.