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

Megumi Fushiguro walked in front of Tsu Miki with her schoolbag on her back.

Tsu Miki is two years older than him and is now in the first grade of elementary school.

Today is Friday, which means we don’t have to go to school tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and we have to take care of our own meals.

"Mei." He heard Tsumeki's voice, which was a little worried, "Mom hasn't come back for four days. Did something happen to her?"

Abandoned, I guess. Fushiguro Megumi thought calmly.

It doesn't matter what happens to his father and her mother, because neither of them seems to have any intention of raising them.

He walked to the door of his house and was about to take out the key to open it, but he heard unusual noises coming from inside.

After opening the door, he subconsciously took two steps forward, then stopped.

A woman who looked exactly like his dead father was sitting next to an ugly bug, and the ugly bug was vomiting something.

Well, the thing that was vomited out was exactly that dead dad.

He was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, looking like he was asleep.

The woman was holding a broken knife and wielding it over and over on him...

No matter how you look at it, it looks like they are killing people to silence them.

Hearing the noise, the woman turned her head and the two looked at each other.

She showed a horrified expression: "Listen to my explanation--!"

Fushiguro Megumi shifted her gaze and saw that Tsu Miki was also staring at the woman.

Well, Tsu Miki can see it, at least it’s not those monsters that appear out of nowhere.

*

About the fact that I was suspected of murdering his father in front of the child...

I think these are all explainable!

After Kong Shiyu sent me the address, I asked Choubao to swallow Fushiguro Shen'er, and then dragged him (referring to Choubao) and moved him to Fushiguro's house with his mouth (referring to Fushiguro Shen'er in Choubao's mouth, with his head sticking out to let him breathe).

I have to mention here that Chou Bao is really only comparable to the treasure in Gojo Wu's other-dimensional pocket!

Although it did look a bit weird with only a straight-haired sea urchin head floating in the air.

Luckily, we were sneaking around and avoiding crowds, and with the help of the passers-by's skill of selective blindness, we didn't cause any trouble.

I searched Fushiguro's entire body before, but couldn't find the key to his house.

As a last resort, he had to use the broken Amasakaboro to pry open the lock.

Just when I breathed a sigh of relief, an accident happened... After I picked the lock, I casually threw the Amasakiboko on the table.

There is another problem here, that is, when Chou Bao spits out Fuguro Shinji, he spits them out in order from beginning to end.

It didn't have much brains, and didn't choose the angle when it spitted, causing Fushiguro's head to hit the table heavily. Then the Amagiboko bounced out with this force and pierced Fushiguro's chest at an angle that I couldn't understand and was very outrageous.

After pulling the knife out, I found that something even more outrageous had happened than stabbing him with the knife. There was no wound on his chest at all.

Just like before, it healed quickly.

At the same time, my strength was running out again.

My goodness, so my strength is linked to his injuries? Every time he gets injured, it's counted towards my physical strength?

The culprit, Ben Chong, still had a pair of innocent big eyes open, not realizing that he almost sent away both his ex-mother and current mother.

……

I cleared my throat and prepared to come up with a less outrageous excuse, when I heard Fushiguro Megumi say, "No need to explain, just tell me who you are."

Eh? No need to explain?

He glanced at the man lying on the ground and said, "He has a lot of enemies, right? If you want to kill him, just kill him outside. There's no need to drag him home and kill him now."

Me: “…” Why do you use the word “now killed”… It sounds like slaughtering a pig…

However, he really got it right.

"Okay." I sighed and said, "I'm really not an enemy."

I have just brainstormed in my mind, and I feel that suddenly talking to a little kid about messy parallel worlds, time travel and gender-swap settings is as presumptuous as Gojo Satoru suddenly dragging Itadori to watch him fight in the special class.

Do you want me to tell him that although I am a woman, I am his biological father from another world?

No, no, even I, who am used to abstract things, think it's too abstract.

Why not just copy Gojo Satoru’s idea and stick with the setting of twin sisters… Wait, why should I always be the younger sister?

This is too degrading.

"I am your father's twin sister." I said, "According to seniority, both of you should call me aunt."

"Eh...?" Tsumiki looked at me in confusion.

Fushiguro Megumi was even more alert. He frowned and said, "Why haven't I heard that I have any aunt?"

Of course you haven't heard that, besides me, the fake aunt, you also have a pair of twin cousins ​​who you haven't met yet and will become your seniors in the future.

What can your damn dad tell you? He almost forgot your name.

I squatted down and pointed at the scar at the corner of my mouth and said, "This is the birthmark we were born with. Look, don't they look exactly the same?"

This is certainly not a birthmark. It is a scar left by Shier when he was thrown into a pile of cursed spirits and fought with them.

Tsk, think about his miserable personality, there is a reason for that.

In short, it was not unfair for the Chanyuan family to be massacred.

The reason of the twins' birthmark might be a bit of a stretch to fool an adult like Gojo Satoru, but it seems to be not difficult to fool Meowth, who was fooled by Gojo Satoru into calling him "Mr. Sun" for so many years.

Sure enough, he ran to Fushiguro Shier suspiciously, lifted his lips and looked at them, then ran back, stared at the corner of my mouth, and came to the conclusion seriously: "It's exactly the same."

Tsu Miki was half a head taller than him, but she followed him, nodded seriously, clenched her fists and said, "Yeah, it's exactly the same."

Ahhhhhhh, damn it, how can these two kids be so cute.

How lucky was Fushiguro Jyouji to have such a cute son and such a well-behaved stepdaughter!

"You can trust me now." I said with a smile, "Now you have one more relative."

"So what do you want to do by coming here this time?" Fushiguro Megumi said calmly, "Even if you are our aunt, you can't represent anything, right?"

"Even our biological parents abandoned us as a burden..."

"Shh." I suddenly sealed Hui's mouth with my index finger and squinted my eyes to tell him: "Although your father is indeed a scumbag that even Gojo Satoru can't stand, he really doesn't intend to abandon you."

Just dead.

"And Tsu Miki." I pulled the little girl over and told them word by word, "Neither of you are a burden."

No child in the world is born to be a burden.

“…Who is Gojo Satoru?”

“That’s not the point!”