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

Time: 4:30 p.m.

Location: Principal's Office

Characters: Me, Yuki Kujuku, Masamichi Yaga, and two unknown creatures blocking the door.

In just two minutes, the moth had sighed no less than ten times.

"Wu, Jie," he said, "get out of here and don't get in the way."

Gojo Satoru was lying on Xiayou Jie's shoulder in a frivolous manner. When he heard what he said, he stood up straight and said with a pout, "Teacher, we suspect this woman has bad intentions. What if she comes in and kills you? Let me chase her out."

Ye Moth Zhengdao was so angry that his voice almost distorted: "I'm not stupid enough to be killed in my own territory! Now, immediately, disperse immediately."

After I said something that touched the hearts of the two of them, they ran ahead of me at a fast speed and blocked the door before I entered the principal's office.

I really have to say, although she looks 18, her mental maturity is not as good as Huilai who is in kindergarten.

The two of them still stood there, motionless, and after looking at each other, their faces were full of reluctance.

I simply walked forward and tore them apart from each other, one on the left and one on the right: "Did you hear me? Be a good and obedient child and don't be a roadblock here."

“Huh?” Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes in displeasure, stretched out his hand to grab my collar and pulled me back: “Who do you say is the good kid?”

I nimbly dodged his hand, walked through the door and went straight to Noctua Masato who was sitting at the desk.

"You are the Yaga teacher that Jiujiu mentioned, right? My name is Zenin Shinji, hello Yaga teacher."

The moth at this time is basically the same as it will be ten years later. If I have to say, it is this hairstyle that I really cannot understand. Why do you shave two bars on both sides of your hair?

He looks more like a gangster boss.

“Hahahaha…” Before Ye Moth could say anything, Gojo Satoru burst out laughing first: “Jie, did you hear that? Her name is Shinji, what an ugly name, hahahaha, must she have done something wrong in her past life to have such a funny name in this life? If she becomes a comedian, I’ll buy a ticket to see her just for this name!”

And, Geto Suguru continued to finish off the opponent steadily and ruthlessly: "Satoru, don't say that. Life is already difficult enough with a name like that. If you continue to laugh at me, it seems a bit inhumane."

Uh, hehe... No, no, no, you guys continue to be human beings, I don’t want to be a human being anymore.

I took a deep breath and told myself, calm down, Lily, you have to calm down.

The right way to examine your moth is right in front of you. You must show the tolerance and magnanimity of an adult and never argue with these two brats.

"Teacher Ye Mo, I heard that your students have long been well-known problem students in the area, but I never believed it. Until today, when I met them in person, I realized that their reputation is well-deserved!"

Night Moth closed his eyes and covered his face with one hand: "Ah, this..."

"Don't worry." I said earnestly, "After entering this school, I will do my best to help these two problem students turn over a new leaf."

"Speaking of this." Ye Moth's expression changed again: "Actually, the main reason I came to you today is because I have a few questions. I still need..."

"What kind of women do you like?" Jiujiu Yuki, who was standing next to him, suddenly stood up and spoke in a posture like a host in a third-rate talent show asking a singer about his dream - one foot forward, one hand on the waist, and the other hand pointing straight ahead: "Come on, young man, tell us what you want in your heart!"

The night moth whose conversation was interrupted again: “…”

Seriously, Jiujiu Yuki, seriously, do you have some kind of obsession with being a host? Why are you so persistent in embarrassing everyone present?

Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, looked up and down at Kujukuyuki, put his hand on his chin and thought: "Looking at your technique and cursed power, you should be the one..."

"Which one?" She pointed at her face expectantly: "As sorcerers, you should all have heard of me, right?"

"That person who has nothing to do but likes to pester others and ask random questions, but runs away when it comes to serious matters!"

Gojo Satoru, you and Geto Suguru are indeed close friends. You petrified her with just one sentence.

"I hate the technical college..." She leaned back on the sofa: "Both the students and the teachers are so cruel to me..."

"Miss Jiujiu." Ye Moth quickly interrupted her melancholy: "Let's talk business first."

"What is there to talk about..." She pulled her hair in circles: "We have already established a bond with Shen'er-kun, and he has agreed to enter the high school to be supervised. Zenin will also come to watch over him."

"What I want to ask is about Miss Zenin." Yega Zhengdao said in a deep voice: "You said that you are Fushiguro Shinobu's sister?"

I pointed at my hair, eyes and mouth: "Why, don't they look alike?"

"When Wu was chasing Fuguro Shiji, he had already used the sword to smash his internal organs and arms." He frowned and said, "As a person with zero spell power, it is absolutely impossible for you to perform a reversal technique. According to common sense, Fuguro Shiji must have died. I want to know, how did he survive?"

Of course he was dead! Even I didn't think he could survive. When I saw the body lying there, I just went to collect it! But it was also amazing that no passers-by passed by. They always seemed to know when to show up and when not to show up.

"Do I really have to tell you?" I looked at him with an embarrassed expression, "This shouldn't be within the scope of our transaction, right?"

"That's what I mean." He said, "I just want to make sure that you are not using some messed up evil methods. The Curse Master attaches great importance to this."

How to explain it? Or just say he wandered around Yomi Hirasaka and was kicked out because he was picky about food and refused to eat anything there.

What a great ball!

That's too suspicious.

"This is a secret method of the Zen temple that is not passed down." I tried my best not to look guilty.

"What do you mean by not passing on the secret method? Why have I never heard of it?" Gojo Satoru jumped out.

"It's said to be a secret method that is not to be passed on. How could an outsider like you possibly have heard of it?" I said impatiently, "Also, children should not interrupt when adults are talking."

"Huh? Who are you calling a kid?" Gojo Wuqi was about to come over and hit me.

You deserve it. Who told you to call me an old lady?

"Can everyone in the Zen temple use this method?" Ye Moth asked again.

"Uh..." I racked my brains to lie: "No, the conditions for activation are very strict. The physiques of the two people must be very similar."

"It's like I lent him half of my life." I made up a story that became smoother and smoother: "So, if one of us dies, the other will die too."

"So that's how it is..." Ye Mo Zheng Dao showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

"That's not right!" Gojo Satoru interrupted again, "Why would you make such a big sacrifice for a brother you haven't seen in years? It's suspicious no matter how you think about it!"

"You don't understand this." Jiujiu Yuki pointed at the scar on the corner of my mouth and said, "She is a crazy fan of Fushiguro Shigeru. Look, she made her scar look exactly the same."

I glanced at Jiuyiu from the side and said, "This is just your imagination, not what I said, okay?"

"It's still very suspicious!"

Gojo Satoru now looked like a cat scratching its head with a ball of thread but couldn't find the end of the thread. "Anyway, I just think she's suspicious, teacher, let's get rid of her."

"I'm talking to Gojo Satoru." I straightened my back and said, "Are you afraid?"

"? What do I have to be afraid of?"

"You're probably not as good as Shi'er in taijutsu, so you're scared."

"What a cheap way to provoke me." He arrogantly posed as if he was about to launch a rocket: "I'm not afraid of both of you coming at me together."

"I just wonder how anyone could possibly go so far as to sacrifice their life for a brother they've never met."

Ten years later, when you meet the man who only talks about "Ou Doudou", you will probably be surprised.

"What do you know?" I said coldly, "This is family, kinship, bonds, the future, and so on."