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

Gojo Satoru came back with a mountain of food.

Saying "piled up into a small mountain" is not an exaggeration. It really was piled up like a mountain, and was carried back by Geto Suguru's cursed spirit.

I sorted out the things inside.

Wow, there are seven or eight kinds of seafood including shrimps, lobsters, crabs, mantis shrimps, shellfish, etc., and the meat includes beef rolls, chicken, duck, beef, and even goose meat!

As for vegetables, there are more than ten kinds, including tomatoes, potatoes, green vegetables, etc.

Gojo Satoru took the sterilized eggs and piled them together with the daifuku he bought.

Anyway, it’s enough for us to eat for several days.

"I say..." I closed my jaw and asked in doubt, "Did you two go to the vegetable market to rob?"

“The aunties at the market are so enthusiastic.”

Xia Youjie smiled bitterly and smoothed his bangs, saying stiffly: "After Wu bought the dessert, the money was not enough."

"We were originally planning to use our own money to buy things at the market, but before we had bought much, the aunties suddenly started sending us food and said it was free and we could just come to their store more often."

This is probably being used as a human-shaped billboard.

Gojo Satoru turned his sunglasses around proudly: "Ah~ I didn't expect that I'm so charming. Everyone likes me~"

My goodness, Gojo Satoru, you must have taken off your sunglasses to attract a lot of attention, right?

And what about you, Geto? Did you join because you couldn't beat them?

Shin'er walked over from the sofa, looked through the ingredients, didn't see his ice-cold beer, and heard Gojo Satoru's words, so he laughed and said, "You two little brats, you're so proud of just taking these little things."

"If I go there, I can fill up this room with all the stuff I get."

"Tsk, you brag without thinking." Gojo Satoru said disdainfully.

I:"........"

Fushiguro Shinobu, why do you have such a competitive spirit in such a strange place?

There are five more, and he may actually be able to do them.

"How can I finish all this food?" I looked at the food on the ground in distress. The crabs were still alive and struggling to crawl out of the plastic bag.

Ah, it has crawled out.

“It won’t even fit in the fridge.”

“It’s okay.” Gojo Satoru waved his hand nonchalantly, “With Jie here, we can just stuff all of them into his stomach later. He already has enough space for cursed spirits anyway.”

"Don't treat me like a trash can!" Xia Youjie punched him in the stomach angrily, but Gojo Satoru blocked it with all his might.

Such a familiar conversation.

I was stunned for a moment, then silently took the ingredients and went to the kitchen.

"Let me help you." Xia Youjie picked up a bag of seafood and walked behind me.

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru chased after him unwillingly, "Why is Jie the only one pretending to be a good guy? I want to come too."

The two of them pushed and shoved their way to the kitchen door, saw the layout inside, and sighed in surprise at the small space.

"So small..."

“It’s really small…”

In fact, it is not that small. It can accommodate one or two people, but three people would be a bit tight.

I turned around, grabbed the seafood from their hands, and said with a dark face, "If you two have nothing to do, go and fix the hole in the balcony for me. The boards and nails are already there. Go quickly."

It rained last night and the wind actually created a hole in the balcony roof. I wanted to fix it today, but Jiujiu Yuki called me and I didn't have time.

"oh......."

After being scolded, the two men turned around and left obediently.

"No! Jay, why should I listen to her?"

"I don't know either. How about you go back and look for her?"

“Forget it…”

I ordered the naughty child to work, and for some reason, I felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment...

*

After Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru finished repairing the balcony, the Sukiyaki pot was almost done.

Generally, you prepare a pot, apply butter on it, roast the meat first, and then put in various ingredients.

But they brought so much food that I put a little bit of everything in the pot and it was still full. I only put in the noodles at the end.

The biggest problem now is the seating arrangement.

There is only one table and three chairs in the house, which is definitely not enough for people to sit on.

So I had to move the Sukiyaki pot to the coffee table in the living room.

The floor of the living room is made of wood. There is a carpet under the coffee table, and I put a few cushions on it.

Kei and Tsu Miki are next to me, which means that, even more, Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru need to sit next to each other.

Gojo Satoru looked at Shinji with disdain, moved the cushion closer to Hui, and then Hui also moved towards me with disdain.

Jie and Shen'er looked at each other with disgust. They both folded their arms and turned their heads away, standing in front of the sofa and refusing to sit down.

The Sukiyaki pot on the table had started to boil, but the situation remained frozen.

I pressed my head with a headache and felt like a kindergarten teacher mediating a conflict.

"How about this." I thought of a compromise: "Shen Er, you sit in my seat, and I'll sit next to Xia Youjie. That should be fine, right?"

Meegumi wanted to say something, but when she saw Shen'er's face, she took her words back, so I successfully switched places with Shen'er.

Now everyone can finally sit down and eat.

The background noise behind me was still the sound of horse racing. I didn't think it was a good idea to watch this kind of thing, so I was about to change the channel and show Kei and Tsu Miki a healing fairy tale movie that was being rebroadcast recently.

"Why?" Shen Er picked up a piece of beef, chewed it twice and swallowed it, and asked me in a nonchalant tone, "Why do you know which horse will win? Do you have any special horse-watching skills?"

I sniffed the aroma of the food and glanced at him. "Does our bet just now count? Only if it counts, I will tell you."

"Humph." He snorted coldly and said reluctantly: "Let it count."

"Okay, I admit it." I added a spoonful of hot sauce to the bowl, and then said slowly, "I was gambling."

I pointed to the puppy sticker on the upper left corner of the TV. It was a cartoon puppy with a blue bow on its head.

“Did you see that sticker?”

Shen Er turned his head and took a look, and said, "I saw it, so what?"

"Tsu Miki said that it was pasted there by Kei when she was a child, and it has remained there ever since and has never been torn off."

I continued to explain: "That race was actually a replay, and the replay logo was blocked by a sticker. I had watched that race before, so of course I knew which horse won."

He was actually cheated by his own son.

But it is also possible that after he came back to life, his heart was not on horse racing at all. He was just looking at the pictures and I don’t know what was going on in his mind, so he was easily fooled by me.

“........” Shen’er, who was tricked by his son, stopped where he was with his chopsticks in his hand.

He turned to look at Kei, who was struggling hard for a crab and wasn't listening to what the adults were saying.

Noticing Shen'er's gaze, his attention shifted slightly away from the crab.

He bit off a crab leg, and some of the soup splashed on his bulging cheeks. He picked up a tissue and wiped his face while frowning slightly and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"

"Nothing." Shen Er patted his sea urchin's head and said in an ambiguous tone, "I really lost to you."