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

I did not kill the villagers who were kneeling on the ground as Xia Youjie expected and did in the past.

The cursed spirits they summoned were tied to the altar one by one, tied together with thick and strong hemp ropes, and gathered around the wooden stake that once imprisoned the girl's freedom.

The cursed spirit obeyed my command, sprinkled sesame oil around the altar about one meter away, and then lit it.

Smoke billows.

They would feel the pain of high temperature, dehydration, and being unable to breathe as the smoke choked their noses in the center of the fire.

But what is this compared to being burned alive?

They won't die, and I won't let them die.

I took photos of the evidence of their crimes and kept them for later use, and will hand them over to the police when they arrive.

The injured girl sat in the temple, staring blankly at the charred bodies.

I took out a handkerchief from my pocket and handed it to her: "Wipe it off."

"Thank you." After crying for a long time, her voice became hoarse, as if there was a stone stuck in her throat and she couldn't spit it out.

"How can I explain this to my uncles and aunts?" She murmured, "Everyone is dead. I am the only one left. Everyone is dead..."

She buried her head in her knees: "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have told anyone that I could see monsters..."

My breath hitched: "I don't blame you."

"The moment they brought you into the mountain, they decided to sacrifice you. The so-called offense to the gods is just a high-sounding excuse."

What could be wrong with her? What could be wrong with them?

It's just that I underestimated the dangers and cruelty of the world.

If we have to say who is really wrong, it is the person who did the evil, and it has nothing to do with the victim.

*

The mountain road is difficult to navigate and the police haven’t arrived yet.

As the sky gradually darkened, a long-planned heavy rain came. Lightning tore a crack in the sky, thunder echoed in the valley, and raindrops hit the ground, covering the mountain with an lingering haze.

It's inexplicably hot and dull, it's not early spring, but rather feels like midsummer.

Geto Xiayou sat leaning against a mahogany pillar under the eaves of the shrine, staring at a black ant crawling on the steps.

It was separated from its group in the heavy rain. Water droplets surrounded it, trapping it alone in the same place, and it moved its tentacles hesitantly.

I tore off a leaf and let it climb up, then placed it next to the pillar and let it move freely.

Xia Youjie felt my movement and looked up at me.

There was not a trace of light in those eyes, just like a black hole in the deep universe. Anything sucked in would fall and be destroyed together.

The real person in the pocket lay quietly, and it had completely lost any self-awareness.

Taking it out is like opening a Pandora's box, and no one knows how things will turn out in the end.

But what I can be sure of is that it will be better in the hands of Geto Suguru than in the hands of Nozomi.

"Jie." I half-knelt down, handed the Curse Spirit Jade to him, and said in a pleading tone: "Please accept it."

Then completely get out of that bitter summer and run towards your 19th birthday again.

He didn't look at the Curse Jade, but just stared at me. His gaze moved to my hand, and the dark purple part of his eye was almost filled up.

"Once I swallow this cursed jade, you will leave, right?" he asked.

I paused.

"should be."

The girl in the shrine was wearing my coat, leaning against the table, breathing evenly.

The ants beside the mahogany pillar slowly crawled in another direction along the grain of the leaves.

A strong breeze swept through the forest, causing branches to sway and collide, and leaves to be blown into the air, circling for a while before falling down.

Xia Yujie reached out and grabbed a piece, rubbing it in his hand.

Time seemed to pass in a flash, but it also seemed like a long time, so long that the person in front of me became a static portrait.

"Okay." He said softly, "I promise you everything."

I moved a little closer and brought the Curse Jade to his mouth.

He looked at me and closed his mouth.

A disgusting taste rolled in his mouth, and the Curse Jade with a vomit-like smell passed through his lips, throat, and esophagus, and was swallowed by him with difficulty.

He even frowned because of swallowing the curse jade, and the corners of his eyes turned red, which was particularly obvious on his pale face with dark circles under his eyes after staying up all night.

The unconscious real person was summoned out and stood quietly aside, staring into the distance with lifeless eyes.

My wrist burned.

The number above changed from "one" to "zero".

That eye finally became exactly the same as Geto Suguru's.

A burst of energy flew out from my wrist and twisted abnormally again.

The flowing colorful lights converged together and turned into a door.

I looked at it silently, and I knew that after I stepped over it, I would be able to return to my own world.

"Jie." He called me and said, "Do you have anything else to say before we leave?"

Are you really leaving?

This time it’s real, are you really leaving?

From then on, I will never see these people again. I can only look at them from afar through the dimensional wall and a piece of paper.

I looked back at him and he was staring back at me.

I took out the spare phone that Gojo Satoru left behind and put it back in his hand: "Remember to give this to Gojo Satoru."

The group "Real Records of Scumbag's Complaints" has already left.

I took a deep breath and said, "Please tell him that I am very grateful for his taking me in these days."

"I know that my arrival has caused him a lot of trouble."

I remembered that he always smiled as if nothing had happened, as if nothing could overwhelm “The Strongest”: “But he never showed it.”

"I'm really, really grateful to him."

"Any more?"

"It's a pity that I didn't go clothes shopping with Naoko in Ginza. I saw a dress that would suit her very well. If there's a chance, I'd like to ask her to try it on... It's in the store we went to last time, the one on the model."

"Any more?"

"I went out on a mission with Nanami that day. Although he didn't show it, I know he still blames himself. Please tell him that I have returned to my own world safely. From now on, you don't have to worry about me being killed by the cursed spirit."

"...any more?"

"Please tell Maki that she will become a super powerful sorcerer in the future. Those people in the Zenin family, especially Zenin Naoya, are only worthy of crawling at her feet."

"Is Otsutsuki going abroad soon? Please ask him to take care of himself..."

"And Goujuan, it must be very hard for him to not be able to talk. I recommended a cough syrup that works really well before, but I wonder if he has tried it."

"Pandas are very cute, just as cute as cats and dogs. I think they are the cutest cursed corpses in the world..."

"The PPTs made by Ichichi are really amazing. If I wasn't so busy these days, I would really like to ask for your advice..."

"There are also Principal Ye Moth, Miss Ming Ming, and the singer..."

I counted them one by one.

Xia Yujie listened in silence.

Although we only spent a short period of time together, more than a month, everyone gave me a lot of warmth.

"...Anything else?" He looked at me steadily.

“And you,” I said finally, “the one with the stitches on his forehead. You have to be careful.”

"Okay." He said.

"Jay. This time, it's really goodbye."

"I don't regret running over to save you during the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons. I hope you don't resent me for taking the initiative."

"I have never blamed you." He pursed his lips and smiled: "I am very grateful that you showed up that day."

"Then how about a final farewell hug?" he said with a smile.

I walked over.

He stretched out his hand and gently grasped it, using almost no force.

"Before you go, can I know your real name?" he asked me softly.

I raised my eyebrows and looked at him in surprise.

"You don't think your acting is really good, do you?" he asked.

"Satoru, Nanami, Naoko, and even Principal Yorugata can all see that you can't be Geto Suguru from another world."

Xia Youjie smiled, his fox eyes narrowed and curved: "After all, your acting skills are really, really bad."

Is it that bad?

Well, it is indeed a retarded acting.

I was frustrated for a moment, but soon felt relieved.

They are Xia Youjie's close friends, teachers, and friends for many years. It would be unreasonable not to see through them.

They are a very gentle group of people who can keep it secret and not expose it.

I let out a breath and said with a sigh, "Okay."

"My name is not Kayu Kiyoshi." I told him, "My real name is Suzuki Yuri."

I should have listened to Gojo Satoru and held a farewell party.

No matter how embarrassing it is, it's better than having to ask Geto Suguru to tell me now and not being able to say goodbye in person.

However, Geto Suguru is not dead, and the real one has been subdued. They should be able to live well in this world, right?

This time, it’s really goodbye.

I turned and walked through the door.