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

Early the next morning, there was frantic banging on my door. The noise was so loud that Lian Xiayou couldn't help but open his eyes to see what was going on.

Yes, he fell asleep on the floor of this room last night.

I was too lazy to move him away, not to mention what if he disappeared within my sight?

As for the noise at the door, what else could it be?

I opened the door and saw Gojo Satoru scratching at the door like a giant cat early in the morning.

This is terrible. I started hallucinating five cats again. I have to change this habit.

"What's the matter?" I stretched, and the wide sleeves of my body fell on my face. "It's so early in the morning, can't I sleep?"

"I found a great treasure that's perfect for Jay." He showed me the thing in his hand like he was offering a treasure: "Ting ting ting ting, the special-grade spell tool makes its debut."

I looked closely, hmm...

It is a choker, and a black leather choker. Not only is it smooth to the touch, but it also has white lace edges on both sides and a small metal square in the middle. How should I put it... It feels very subtle.

Xia Youjie rejected it immediately after seeing it: "You'd be better off killing me than letting me wear that thing."

Gojo Satoru shook his finger and said regretfully, "Da-me, if Jie-chan hadn't shown up, I would have killed you. But she saved you, and now she's your guarantor, so you can't die now."

"What did you say?" I couldn't help but raise my voice: "What guarantor?"

"Hey..." He touched the back of his head: "To put it simply, I changed your identity to be the long-lost twin sister of Geto Xiayou, and now you are his guarantor."

"If he does evil again, both of you will be sentenced to death." He added: "By the way, the General Directorate will give you an evaluation soon. After the evaluation, as the few special-level ones in the world of sorcery, you two will have to start taking missions. 99% of the reward will be deducted. It will not end until you pay off billion."

10 billion~10 billion~10 billion~10 billion~yi~

His voice echoed in my brain. I knew every word, so why couldn't I understand when they were put together?

"Hehe..." I asked him in a trembling voice, "Is it 10 billion for the two of you together?"

"10 billion per person."

One! Person! One! Hundred! Billion!

This is as expensive as ten Fushiguro Megumi! One misstep can lead to eternal regret!

How did I save him?

"This is not real..." I murmured, "This is not real, this is just a dream, this is not real..."

"What's wrong?" He waved his hand in front of me.

"What's wrong?" I gritted my teeth.

I am a social animal in my own world. I finally get to play cosplay on Halloween, but when I come to this world, I have to continue working as a social animal, and I am a free laborer who only gets 1% of the salary. What's wrong with me?

I threw myself back on my bed and pointed at the thing on the ground: "I won't save this thing. If you want to kill it, go ahead."

Geto Summer Oil: “…”

I continued to speak frantically: "Come on, come on, you were going to kill him anyway, so take advantage of the fact that I can't see it and strike first."

"That won't do." Gojo Satoru pulled a chair and sat beside the bed, crossing his legs and said, "The person has been saved, we can't regret it anymore."

"Then why don't you just kill me too." I muffled myself under the quilt: "I used to be a good leader, and the Panxing Sect was run very successfully. Now, I came to this world inexplicably, and I'm actually a debt-ridden worker." After saying that, I angrily slapped the bed: "Xia Youjie, you have done so many evil things!"

Seeing that I was in a bad mood, he seemed to cheer up: "Well, you scolded yourself as well."

I scolded and beat him... but I couldn't beat him. I vented for a while and could only accept the reality. I sat up and looked at the two people in front of me dejectedly: "Hey, aren't you all rich?"

"Gojo Satoru, as your best friend, it's not difficult for you to pay 10 billion to redeem us, right?" I looked at Geto Xiayou again, "And you, the Panxing Cult has a lot of money, right? Spend your money to buy our lives."

"No." He smiled and shook his head: "The requirements of the General Manager's Office are that the Gojo family cannot provide financial sponsorship." He wanted to look at Geto Suguru again: "As for him..."

"He's locked up here, and the Panxing Cult can't move a penny of its funds. And it's only meaningful if he does the atonement himself, right?"

Although he said this, Geto Suguru actually has no intention of atonement at all.

Still stubbornly walking on the extreme path that he thinks is right, he won't turn back even if he hits a wall and dies there.

As for Gojo Satoru, he must have been under tremendous moral condemnation and pressure to achieve this result. Judging from the style of the general management department, they should have strongly demanded the execution of me and Geto Suguru.

Come to think of it, I can't blame him too much.

But the most important factor is that I am not from this world, and I may travel back in time at any time. Anyway, the established deadlock has been changed, and I can let them worry about the rest. I am now one of the four special-grade masters, Xia Yujie. As long as Gojo Satoru does not take action, who can do anything to me?

Thinking about it this way, I seem to have convinced myself.

Immersed in my own world, I turned around and saw Gojo Satoru trying to put the choker on Geto Suguru, and he was fighting desperately.

"Stop struggling, Jay, you can't beat me." Gojo Satoru grinned as he put the collar around his neck, but Jay dodged it angrily and impatiently like a cat that was about to be neutered.

"Jie-chan, come and help me~"

"Jie, help me get him away."

My goodness, two grown men fighting over wearing a collar, it’s an eyesore even for a handsome guy.

"I feel a little hungry." I looked at the watch and said nonchalantly, "I'm going to eat something. Is there anything to eat in school?"

This sentence successfully attracted Geto's attention, and Gojo Satoru successfully put a halt to his neck.

"Mission accomplished." He immediately shrank next to me, grinning smugly: "Now you must not exceed the ten-meter distance between me and Jie-chan. If you exceed the distance, you will be forced to return~"

I immediately looked up: "What do you mean? What do you want from me?"

"To put it simply, this is a three-way contract. Jay can either do the mission with you, or with me, or the three of us can do the mission together. Anyway, he can't be left alone."

"Then change someone else!" I said bitterly, "Can't it be Otsutsuki? Why does it have to be me?"

"He will have to go abroad for a while." I was stunned.

Yes, when the main storyline started, Otsutsuki Yuta was abroad and had to wait until Jyougo was sealed before he could come back.

In that case, he has only been sealed for a year, and if it is not stopped quickly, it will lead to a major accident.

But... I looked at Geto Suguru. As long as he is not dead, the Prison Gate will be useless.

"What do you want to eat?" Gojo Satoru didn't dwell on this matter too much and quickly changed the subject.

"I want to eat..." I want to eat noodles with soybean paste, dorayaki, small fried buns, spicy beef brisket noodles...

I almost blurted out these foods, but suddenly I remembered that my character is the gender-swapped Geto Suguru, so I said weakly: "A bowl of soba noodles and a cup of Coke."

I think this won't give the secret away.

Gojo Satoru turned to Geto Suguru and asked him, "Geto, what do you want to eat?"

"......" He was still very unhappy, looked at me and said, "Just like her."

"Okay." He pushed my and Youjie's shoulders and said happily, "Then let's go eat soba noodles."

Actually, I don't hate eating soba noodles. On the contrary, I like it quite a lot. But I can't live without spicy food. Without chili, life would be boring. I just don't know if Jie likes it.

I stole a glance at him.

He held the chopsticks calmly, his face a little pale due to excessive blood loss.

Glass still didn't treat his hand, but he didn't seem to care. He picked up the noodles with one hand, calmly and ate them slowly.

No chili added.

Ah, trouble, I want to eat chili.

Gojo Satoru noticed my look and asked, "What's wrong? You want to eat chili peppers?"

I was confused for a moment.

Would it be a bit too much to refuse now? But not refusing would not be in line with Geto Suguru's character.

But hesitation seems more suspicious.

“Yes.” I took the chili and added the usual amount to it.

They are not exactly the same person, so it's normal to have some different preferences.