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

Fushiguro Shier is moving up step by step.

With every step he took, my heart grew a little higher. When he stepped on the last step, my heart was at its highest point.

My eyes were fixed on his back, and my left hand was already on the pointer of the dial in my right hand. I had already made up my mind that if Shen Er really touched the door handle, I would immediately adjust his physical state so that he would not have any strength at all.

Whether he falls from a high place or hits the ground hard, I will never give him any chance to hurt Fushiguro Megumi's feelings.

......

He even stopped on the last step, with his back to me, and didn't touch the doorknob.

Instead, he sat down with a swagger, looking down at me.

"I say, what's your name, the one from the Zen temple?"

I was startled.

"Zenyuan...Shinji." It wasn't my real name, and the name was so weird, so it was very difficult for me to say it.

"Zenin Shinji?" He laughed mockingly, his eyes full of teasing and sarcasm: "What an ugly name. What's the brain of the person who named you? Did he pick it up from a trash can and put it in your head?"

Me: “…” Okay, okay, stop scolding me. I know that my naming skills are terrible.

He half-closed his eyes, and placed his right hand tensely on his leg, like a dormant beast ready to strike: "Zenin Shinji, what is your purpose in saving me? Don't tell me that people from the Zenin family still have any family affection to speak of."

"I don't need to prove this." I said calmly, "If I really had ill intentions, you would be nothing but a corpse now, and Fushiguro Megumi would have been squeezed dry of his last bit of usefulness and ended up in the Zenin family. The Zenin family and I are irreconcilable, and you can believe this."

Time passed quietly in silence for a while.

"Tell me your terms again." His right hand loosened slightly, and his left hand tapped his knee: "Tell me more carefully."

Jiujiuyuki hurriedly repeated it again.

"Does it include whether I can enter the technical college and kill people?" He opened his eyes and suddenly asked this question.

"Yoga said," said Jiujiuyuki, "If you wake up and accept this condition, it will prove that you will not destroy yourself."

With Gojo Satoru suppressing him, if he dares to act rashly, the high school administrator will probably not let him go.

"I can promise you." He changed his hand and tapped again: "Correspondingly, you must also agree to the conditions I put forward."

"What conditions?"

"Set the bondage," he said. "From now on, do not use that method to drain my strength and make me lie on the ground like a dead dog like I just did."

"No." I pursed my lips and said, "This is the only thing I can't agree to."

Fushiguro Shinji is too uncontrollable. It is said that he returned to Zenin's house on a whim and killed half of the people.

What if he finds it fun and kills me too? Wouldn't I have no means of counterattack at all?

What's more, from his ambush of Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, we can see that this person is good at formulating strategies and his level of wits is not low. After all, he is a man who specializes in killing magicians. I don't think that I can compete with him relying on my own mind.

"I guessed it." He snorted coldly, "Then, you can only use this method once at most."

"No, once is too little, at least seven times," I retorted.

"twice."

"Five times."

"twice."

"Three times," I said, "This is the lowest limit. It can't be any less. And you can't deliberately use tricks to provoke me to do it."

"Deal." He finalized the deal and whistled elegantly, "That's it. The bond is sealed."

I finally came to my senses at this point, staring at the corners of his mouth that were curled up with pride: "This is the result you had planned in your mind, right?"

I feel like I've been completely cheated.

He completely relaxed his posture, leaned against the door and said contentedly: "This kind of little strategy is something that anyone with a little bit of brains can easily come up with. You are not vigilant, so you have to accept the loss."

Damn it, a gambler is a gambler, he will gamble everywhere.

What's the bet? It's that I need him more than he needs me.

He actually won the bet.

"Excellent." Jiujiu Yuki, who had been watching the show for a long time, stood up and clapped his hands while saying, "As expected of Shinji-kun, you've impressed me once again right after you woke up."

"Thank you very much." He said, "So, this means the bondage is established, right?"

"Okay." I said reluctantly, "That's it."

I feel like I've been deprived of a lot of happiness.

If it really doesn't work, the technical college still has a big killer. I don't believe that I will be the one who gets defeated every time.

"Okay then." Jiujiu Yuki took out his cell phone and walked out the door and said, "You guys can do whatever you want. I won't get involved in the ethical drama that will happen next."

What the hell is going on here? Jiujiu, do you really think you're the host of a third-rate family recognition show? The lines that liven up the atmosphere are so awkward.

After the intense negotiation, I finally relaxed. I sat back on the sofa and drank a glass of ice drink before I spoke again: "Fushiguro Shiner."

"what."

I looked up at him and said, "You still care about Hui, right?"

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” His expression didn’t change at all, he just glanced at me nonchalantly: “Megumi? I think that’s his name, my son. I almost forgot what he looks like.”

You can basically tell what you look like by looking in the mirror.

Also, just keep pretending, who in the world can be more pretentious than you?

I don’t remember my name, I forgot what I look like, I look like I have completely lost my memory. Anyone who has watched anime doesn’t know that Hui means God’s grace, a child who is expected to come into the world, and at the same time, your only concern in this world.

"He's upstairs now." I said, "I haven't told Hui that you woke up yet. Do you want to go upstairs and let him see you?"

"No need." He was silent for a while, then said, "Didn't Kujuyuki say that we needed to call to confirm? Let's talk about it after that is over."

......

Is he afraid that Gojo Satoru will come to kill him again, and doesn't want Hui to experience the pain of gaining and then losing?

I sighed softly.

The little bit of sincerity of a bad person is carefully hidden, wrapped in the appearance of a scumbag and in calm words. It makes me tired just watching.

"Okay, then it's up to you."

......

"Zenyuan." Jiujiuyuki suddenly called me at the door: "Come with me, Ye Mo wants to see you."

"Eh?" I pointed at my face. "Me? Just me? No need for Fushiguro Shigeru to come over as well?"

“No need.” She shook her head. “If we let him go now, Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru might destroy the Curse Specialty Office right on the spot. So, you have to go alone.”

......

Help! Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru are here too. How is this different from the Hongmen Banquet? I can't even have a good meal.

"Okay." I responded slowly, "Then I'll go with you."

"Fushiguro, you won't run away again, will you?" I suddenly turned around and asked him.

"What do you think?" He looked at me lazily.

Well, it looks like that won’t happen.

If he dares to run again, I will carry his body and beat him up in front of everyone, even if it means wasting an opportunity and risking retaliation from him.

........There are also a group of people waiting for me...

Hope everything goes well.