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

I stood at the entrance of Jujutsu High School.

"What's wrong with you? You're sweating so much." Jiujiu Yuki looked at the beads of sweat on my forehead in confusion: "Here, wipe it off."

She handed over a pack of tissues.

"Uh hehe...it's a little hot."

I fanned myself and spoke calmly.

She looked up at the sun that was about to set and at the branches swaying in the gentle breeze blowing from the mountains.

......

"Hey, Chanyuan." She said unhappily, "I wonder if you are nervous?"

"Nonsense." I immediately glared at her: "How could I be nervous? Why should I be nervous?"

"Just don't be nervous." She patted my shoulder and said, "You weren't nervous when you were with me, but if you were nervous when you were with Night Moth, it would be unworthy of me as a top-grade sorcerer!"

So this is where your focus is?

Passing through the door of the Curse Hall, I followed Jiujiu Yuki through a corridor.

The plants and trees here are almost the same as where I stayed ten years later.

Maki and the other first-year students are training in this area. On the other side of the path, Ijichi and I are exchanging experiences as office workers. A little further on is Nozomi's medical room, where she treated me when I was injured during a mission.

Familiar buildings, familiar plants, and familiar yet unfamiliar old friends...

What Jiujiu Yuki said was not wrong, but it was not correct either.

I'm not nervous, I'm just a little homesick... After all, they were friends I could trust my life to, but now no one recognizes me anymore.

"Wait." I called out to Jiujiu Yuki who was walking forward, "Where is the toilet? I want to go to the toilet."

"Eh?" She turned around, "Going to the bathroom at this time?"

She pointed in a direction and said, "It's over there. Go straight and turn right and you'll arrive."

Of course I know where the toilet is, but it would be suspicious if I could find the right direction on my first visit, right?

"I'll be waiting for you in the principal's office." She stretched and waved at me, "Don't delay too long."

I nodded and turned to walk behind me.

As I walked, I was thinking about the plot of the Huaiyu Zheyu chapter.

During this period, Ye Moth had not yet become the principal. I will see him later, so I must not let the cat out of the bag...

However, the principal basically never appeared in the anime, and it seemed that he had no role. Basically all orders were issued through Noctua.

I walked into the bathroom and there was a glass wall above the sink.

I walked closer, stood in front of the glass, and looked closely at the woman in the mirror.

With drooping bangs, dark green eyes, and vertically carved scars, she and Xia Yujie are completely different people.

"It's okay." I said to the person in the mirror, "I've dealt with the 28-year-old one, so why should I be afraid of two girls who just turned 18?"

Even though I said that, I was still terribly scared.

It’s really strange. Even when I first faced those people, I wasn’t that scared. Why am I even more timid now than before?

.......

After two minutes of mental preparation, I finally mustered up the courage and walked out of the bathroom.

Then I saw Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru leaning against the opposite wall. Compared to when they were 28 years old, they now looked more immature, with the youthful vigor and vitality on their faces that had not completely faded.

Of course, after experiencing the astral plasma incident, Geto Suguru has lost a lot of weight, and there is a hint of gloom in his eyes. His expression is not as relaxed as when he first appeared in the anime. When facing me, he has a guarded attitude that is difficult to relax.

As for Gojo Satoru... Overall, there is no difference. He is careless and his eyes are as clear and stupid as they were in my first playthrough (no, no).

However, when I first faced them, my mood suddenly became much more complicated, and many memories suddenly flooded into my mind.

The two of them were also surprised when they saw my face. Gojo Satoru opened his mouth subconsciously: "They look alike! And he also has zero curse power!"

Xiayou Jie coughed twice and poked his waist with his elbow. Gojo Satoru seemed to have just remembered. In front of me, he put his hand to his mouth and moved closer to Xiayou Jie as if to whisper: "Hey, Jie, did you see that?"

He glanced at me and said in an exaggerated voice: "That woman is looking at us with a disgusting look!"

"Satoru." Xia Youjie narrowed his eyes and smiled politely: "Don't say such harsh words, it's very rude!"

Gojo Satoru shrugged: "Okay, then I apologize."

Then, he said in an insincere tone: "My dear old lady, I didn't mean it, it's just that the look in your eyes really makes me uncomfortable."

"Satoru." Xia Youjie reminded him again: "Even if you know that someone is an old lady, don't call her out casually. It will make people unhappy."

Was it intentional? Was it intentional? Was it definitely intentional?

What a clumsy provocation...

But, Ouba-san!

Although it is normal for a corporate slave to be called aunt or aunt by kids like Hui and Tsu Miki.

But I’m only 25! 25! 25!

At best, he is only seven years older than these two guys, and according to the timeline, he is three years older than me, old lady!

And Geto Suguru, you're not a good guy either. You're pretending to refute Gojo Satoru, but actually you're just echoing the same tune with him!

“Uh, hehe…” I pulled the corner of my mouth: “It seems that you should be the rumored Gojo Satoru who has a bad temper, a childish personality, a lot of problems, and often gets into trouble, and the teacher has a headache every day to clean up your mess, right?”

"Huh?" He jumped up angrily: "What did you say?"

I ignored him and turned to look at the obedient Geto: "So, you should be the one who is in cahoots with Gojo Satoru, a snake and a rat, full of evil intentions but likes to pretend to be innocent, right?"

"Huh?" Xia Youjie's polite expression finally couldn't continue.

"Those who formed a group to block the door of the women's restroom, they can't be good guys." I crossed my arms and said calmly: "You should be very dissatisfied with me for saving Fushiguro Shier's life, right?"

"You're trying every way to provoke me. Are you trying to provoke me so that you can fight with me and drive us all out of the Curse Academy?"

Gojo Satoru: “…”

Geto Summer Oil: “….”

"You figured it out?" Gojo Satoru curled his lips indifferently: "If you figured it out, then fight me."

Appeared! The "I" in Gojo Satoru's mouth!

And it’s hard not to see!

I am a beautiful girl with such youthfulness that even children can’t tell my age!

But if they are willing to call me aunt, I wouldn't mind the small difference in generation and age.

"It's a long way to go." I refused without thinking.

At this moment, I felt extremely happy.

It turns out that when Fushiguro Shigeki said this, he was in such a good mood!

"Why?" Gojo Satoru shouted, "Are you so shameless? We are all trying to chase you away."

I walked straight through the two of them and went to the corridor leading to the principal's office: "Students have no right to decide whether a teacher stays or leaves. If you are really dissatisfied, just usurp the throne and become the principal yourself."

Gojo Satoru directly stretched out his hand and condensed the curse power: "What if I force you to fight?"

I smiled more calmly: "Then if you have the guts, just attack the defenseless stranger with his back to you."

This isn't the first time I've met him, and I don't believe Gojo Satoru would do such a thing.

Gojo Satoru: “….”

"Miss Zenin." The sinister Xia Youjie finally spoke: "You are just an assistant of an assistant. At best, you can be called an assistant. You can't even be considered a teacher."

My face froze, and it felt like countless arrows had hit my back.

As expected of you, Xia Youjie, you are the only one who opened your mouth, right? Do you have to tell the truth?

I haven't even complained about your small eyes today, but you treat me like this.

Turning around with gritted teeth, I forced a smile: "So what? Your real teacher is Fushiguro Shigeru, who is even more scumbag, more disgusting and older than me."

Now everyone's smile disappeared.

Come on, hurt each other!

My rank is not as high as Fushiguro Shigeki's, but can't I handle you two?