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

Not right.

It's not right.

Something is very wrong.

Geto Suguru recently discovered that Gojo Satoru has become strange.

First of all, he didn't even drag me to the major dessert shops in Tokyo to queue up to buy desserts. This was simply unprecedented.

Secondly, he became unusually quiet. After class, he never lingered but disappeared without a trace.

It had been a long time since the entire college had heard him jumping up and down. (It had lasted for at least four days.)

Then, he has been staying in the dormitory for the past few days, not coming out to make trouble or playing games with him, as if he was dead in there.

Even the boy with extraordinary insensitivity, Haibara Yu, came over today and asked worriedly what was wrong with Gojo-senpai recently.

"What do you think? Glass?" asked Xia Yujie in the infirmary.

"Yeah." Ieiri Naoko nodded perfunctorily: "What you said seems to make some sense, but what does this have to do with me?"

"Of course it does matter." Xia Youjie argued, "After all, he is from the same class as me. Shouldn't we be concerned about his mental health?"

"That makes sense." Jiarui Nishiko tore open the package of a mint candy and asked, "What conclusion did you draw?"

"I suspect he may have been heartbroken."

"......"

"Where does this begin?"

"His symptoms are what most people would experience if they were heartbroken."

Without saying a word, Ieiri Shoko walked up to Geto Suguru, grabbed his shoulders and began to shake him hard.

"Glass, what are you doing?"

"Shake it and see if you can shake the water out of your brain."

"I was serious."

"I'm serious too." She bit into the candy and asked, "Do you think Gojo Satoru is an ordinary person?"

"I would rather believe that the aliens from Centaurus will come to invade and enslave humans in the next second."

Xia Youjie was silent for a moment, then said, "It's not impossible."

Now it was Ieiri Nozomi's turn to be silent.

She walked to the door and said to Xia Youjie, "Let's go."

"where to?"

"You just suspect Gojo Satoru of being heartbroken, right? Let's go ask him for confirmation."

*

At the entrance of the boys' dormitory.

Geto Xiayou knocked on the door and Gojo Satoru's voice came from inside.

"Jie and Nitro?" He said, "The door is not locked, come in by yourselves."

Xia Yujie opened the door and saw Gojo Satoru squatting on the newly bought sofa chair, reading a novel intently.

There were many game discs and books scattered on the ground, an area he had never touched before.

He thought that as a normal boy, Gojo Satoru would play games similar to the level-breaking, boxing championship, adventure puzzle games that he had come to play with him before, right?

But who can tell him why all the faces printed on it are of handsome men?

And they are all reverse harem themes.

He likes playing this?

And these books.

Xia Yujie walked over and picked up one of the books. It said: "See through the Thousand Looks of Your Lover: Help You Understand His/her Heart".

Xia Youjie: "..."

Pick it up and put it down again.

I picked up another book, which read: "Because it was too cute, the double replaced the original owner, which was really troublesome."

He simply picked up all the books and looked at the titles.

Love of the Substitute

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"I was the one who came first, why did you fall in love with another man?"

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"The Contract Lover of the Domineering Female President: You Are Just His Shadow"

???

"A Critical Discussion on White Moonlight and the Stand-in"

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On the Contingency and Necessity of Falling in Love with Similar People

Xia Youjie closed the last book he had just read, took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to ask: "Wu, are you hiding something from us recently?"

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru came back to his senses from his world of books and asked, "What?"

Xia Youjie glanced at the book in his hand. The title of the book was: "Lost at the age of 18, but met you who was like him at the age of 28"

“We’ve seen all these books.”

Xia Yujie said sadly: "Glass and I are both your friends. If you have any worries, you can tell me."

"I think you have guessed it." Gojo Satoru said, pointing to the book in his hand.

"Yes, I guessed it." said Xia Yujie.

"You're heartbroken, aren't you?"

“I’m doing academic research.”

"Academic research?"

"Lovelorn?"

Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru stared at each other.

"After reincarnating into the empress of another world, I really don't know which handsome man to choose."

Ieiri Naoko picked up a game disc, read the name and said, "Satoru, this game seems to be good, shall I take it?"

Gojo Satoru glanced at them and said, "I've played all those games. You can take them all if you want."

"Then I won't be polite."

Ieichiro Nishiko squatted down and slowly selected.

Geto Summer Oil: “…”

He felt like he had been speechless so many times today that he couldn't count them.

"What academic research?" Xia Yujie pointed at a pile of books on the ground that he didn't know how to describe accurately and asked, "Does your family do academic research on these?"

"That's right." Gojo Satoru said, "To be precise, I am studying this woman called Zenin Shinji."

"Huh?" Xia Youjie asked in surprise, "Why are you studying her?"

"Don't you think she is suspicious?" asked Gojo Satoru.

"Haven't we already discussed this?"

Xia Youjie said: "She is indeed suspicious, but not to us..."

"There's no bad intention, right?" Gojo Satoru said, "That's also what I find strangest."

"Have you never thought about the scene when we first met? Fushiguro Shier almost stabbed us to death, but she, who had the same background and experience as us, didn't have even the slightest bit of malice towards us."

"Jealousy, resentment or hatred, absolutely none."

Geto Xiayou: "...Do you really want her to have ill will towards us?"

"That's not the case." Gojo Satoru explained, "It just means that she is indeed special to us."

...Speaking of which, from the first time they met, Xia Youjie did feel that there was something wrong with Miss Zenin Shinji.

But every time I wanted to delve deeper, something unexpected would happen and interrupt my thoughts.

Even when they were getting along afterwards, her attitude was not at all unfamiliar and tentative, as one would have toward a stranger.

Instead, it was as if I was looking at other people through their faces.

"And more." Gojo Satoru added, "Don't you think she's a little too lenient with us?"

"Hmm?" Xia Youjie looked at him expressionlessly: "Say it again?"

"That's right, she's a little lenient with us."

"By tolerance, you mean that she hacked at us for three hours with a nitrous fruit knife, chased us from the entrance of the technical college to the woods on the back hill, and pulled out the rubber band from her skirt and beat us no less than thirty times in front of two seniors and a junior."

"Is it this kind of tolerance that he instigated Naoko to go to the boys' dormitory and cut off all the pants while he himself stayed in the principal's office and let Ye Mo blame us for delaying time and not let us go back and find that our pants were gone?"

"I don't have many pairs of pants to wear!"

Ieiri Naoko, who was selecting discs, interjected, "By the way, you guys deserve this."

"No." Gojo Satoru curled his lips: "I don't know how to tell you."

"It's tolerant anyway."

"So what does this have to do with your research on these messed up subjects?"

"Of course it's related!" Gojo Satoru explained loudly, "I'm analyzing her from an emotional level."

"Just tell me your conclusion." Glass asked impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense."

Gojo Satoru concluded loudly, "I think that woman in Zen Temple is treating us all as substitutes!"

Geto: "Huh?"

Ieiri Nishiko: “Huh?”

"To sum it up in one sentence, she is eating meal replacements!"

"..."

"Go away, Jay."

"Well, let's go, Nitro."