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

As the title says, I cosplayed as the gender-changed Fushiguro Shigenori.

Things may seem a bit complicated, but in fact they are not simple.

It’s a long story, but I’ll try to make it short.

A few days ago, I bought a limited edition Fushiguro Shinjiro from the Guzi store in Akihabara. Before it had been out for long, a friend took it out to show off.

Just show off, this girl even posted it on social media platforms for people to see, and as a result, a group of fans who were attracted to her ran to the comment section to bid.

Then her account was blocked for suspected hype and traffic diversion.

She hugged my neck and cried even more miserably than the last time she worked overtime for five consecutive days.

“This is totally an unprovoked disaster, isn’t it?” She cried, “I didn’t ask for the price, why did you block my account but not theirs!”

In order to calm her down, I had to accompany her to another comic convention.

This time I am cosplaying as Fushiguro Nozomi. To use her words, where she fell, I have to get up from there.

Although I have no idea what the connection is between the two.

The reasons sound quite flawed, but I strongly support them.

Because I have become really strong recently, not only have muscles appeared in my arms and shoulders, but I even have a vest line on my waist and abdomen!

As a result, she has been dissing me recently, asking me if I secretly go to the gym to exercise.

But there is also a benefit, that is, you don’t have to be afraid of eating high-calorie foods!

In short, it was not until I traveled through time that I remembered that I had already traveled through it once.

As usual, I checked my body first.

Well, the exquisite wig I spent money on turned out to be useless. In the end, it turned into long hair after gender change.

But, Shier, what's wrong with you? How come your size after gender change is smaller than that of Geto Suguru? Have you shrunk? I'm so disappointed in you, Shier.

However, this may have something to do with the fact that I was wearing a chest binder. (I didn’t need that wide-sleeved robe worn by Geto Suguru.)

My height is still 1.7 meters. Damn it. Why can't I get taller? I went home and threw away the shoes. They are of no use.

As for where I am now, let me put it this way, Fushiguro Jiner is looking at Gojo Satoru floating in the air with a look on his face as if he had seen a ghost, and shouting, "I am the only one in the world who is supreme."

That should be an easy guess.

I feel like I seem to have some kind of bad fate with Gojo Satoru. The character I transmigrated into last time was being hunted by him, and the character I transmigrated into this time is still being hunted by him.

Could it be that my true identity is actually a leaky pot?

And since I was allowed to travel through time, why couldn't I travel through time at a good time? Couldn't I move forward one day and save Tennariko? She was the woman who punched Gojo Satoru and kicked Geto Suguru!

The little girl clearly wanted to live so much...

This battle ended faster than I thought. As Gojo Satoru neurotically explained his skills while bombarding Shinji with energy, a generation of heaven and tyrant fell.

As for why I didn’t go up to save people, is that a joke?

Didn't you see the crazy Gojo Satoru I mentioned earlier? This kid is crazy, there's a big hole in his stomach, and I'm asked to wear a cosplay to save the situation. Isn't that too much of a compliment to me?

Except for the lack of a progress bar, the current scene is a one-to-one replica of the anime.

I guessed that Shen'er had finished his last words and Gojo Satoru flew away. I sneaked up to the corpse.

Although this guy is not a good person, I have considered the long-term future of Fushiguro Megumi. For the sake of Megumi, I will collect his body for the time being.

I stood upright in front of him. There was no incense stick or anything like that beside him. The only thing that looked upright was the broken Amasaki hoko.

I simply took the thing in my hand and bowed three times to Fushiguro Shiner: "Shiner, don't blame me for not saving you. Gojo is as hard to beat as if it were a cheater. Just go and don't worry. I will take care of your son."

The next second, I was slapped in the face.

The moment I touched his body, hey, he was not dead again.

In general, Fushiguro Shigekiru now seems to be in a state of being neither alive nor dead, between yin and yang. Let's just call him a hermaphrodite.

I saw the big hole on the body of the hermaphrodite Fushiguro Shigeki healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the missing arm also grew back. As a result, the strength in my body was rapidly disappearing. My legs went weak and I knelt directly in front of him...

Now, Megumi Fushiguro hasn’t become a filial son yet, but I have become his filial daughter.

what happened?

"Maybe it's because you and he are the same person in concept..." Gojo Satoru's words from the previous round suddenly appeared clearly in my mind.

Damn it, so if Fushiguro Shinobu dies, I'm doomed too?

My strength was still draining away, and I forced myself to move to Fushiguro Shier's side and checked his belongings. No, he wasn't dead yet, so it could only be called half-remains.

This guy Choubao is trying very hard to crawl out in the form of a cricket pupa. He has already walked two miles away by twisting his little body. Looking at the current situation, there is no way I can catch him.

A wallet without any identity documents in it.

There was only a thick stack of banknotes and a few horse racing tickets. Wow, all of them were crossed out. I didn't win once. In a sense, this luck is quite against the will of heaven. I just don't know if I can get a positive result if I buy the opposite of him.

A mobile phone, probably what he used to contact that Korean guy, what was his name... I flipped through the address book, oh, the name was Kong Shiyu.

I dialed the number.

"Hey." Kong Shiyu said, "Didn't you say that we shouldn't deal with each other since it's not work-related?"

"That's right." I cleared my throat, "But now something unexpected has happened."

"Shen Er..." Kong Shiyu asked in confusion: "What's wrong with your voice? Why did it become like a woman's?"

"Ah..." I said seriously, "The truth has been revealed. Gojo Satoru might come after me soon, so I disguised myself a little."

"..."

"Is this true?" It's false. Gojo Satoru has already killed all the people. If I hadn't come over, Fushiguro Shinobu's body would have been cold.

I glanced down at the heaving pectoral muscles and continued to talk nonsense without changing my expression.

"I don't have time to talk to you about this." I continued to pretend to be serious and said, "Help me get a female identity quickly, the people over there are chasing me closely. The name..."

"You can choose the name."

"……Fine."

"Oh, right." I pretended to have just remembered something and said, "I forgot the child's address. Remember to send it to me."

"I'm telling you, you're such a scumbag."

Hearing this, Kong Shiyu finally laughed out loud and relaxed his guard: "Okay, I'll send the ID to your child. Don't blame me for not reminding you, don't give me away if you get caught."

Don't worry, there is no trace of you in the revolving lantern, and I will never betray you until I die.

I hung up the phone, losing the last bit of my strength.

No, Suzuki Yuri, if you really don't get up, then you didn't get humanely destroyed with Brother Jie last week, and you will be inhumanely destroyed with Shinji this week.

I moved my fingers, exerted my last bit of strength, and summoned out the second ugly treasure.

It was not spit out from the mouth, but was summoned in a serious manner. Could it be that my spell spirit control technique is still there?

With a little hope, I tried to summon the big bird spirit, but nothing happened.

Well, one can't have it all.

Ugly baby number two crawled to my side, shouting, "Mom..."

Well, after my gender change, I really became its mother.

"Be good." I pointed at Fushiguro Shier with a little sadness and said, "That's your mother. Go and swallow her up."

In my current condition, I can't possibly carry this heavy man weighing nearly 200 pounds!