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

Chapter 376 Exchange Meeting Teachers Battle - Badminton Battle

Two hours after lunch, Shen'er came back wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and a white T-shirt that should have been loose but looked very tight.

Although the man is already in his forties, he doesn't look out of place when he suddenly changes into this youthful and bright suit.

And Fushiguro Megumi followed behind with a look of bitterness and resentment on his face.

"Mee Gumi." I asked him curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

It's just like losing one's parents.

He grabbed his sea urchin head with a headache, and his tone was exactly the same as the last time he saw the big hole burned by Gojo Satoru at his doorstep: "I said he couldn't wear my pants, but he insisted on using them."

".......Then what?"

I suddenly had a bad feeling.

"And he tore three of my pants." He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger that was gushing out of his heart. "Sister Youxin, I'm going to have no pants to wear soon."

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

Although Shin'er is indeed taller and stronger than Hui who is still growing, he is still the type with a thin waist and long legs. Why would his clothes be torn...ah, his butt is so big.

"Tsk, why are you so stingy?" Shen Er whistled, and said in a good mood with the corners of his lips curled, "At worst, I can return you thirty tomorrow."

Why does he need so many pants? Is he doing wholesale business? And you better stop talking. Megumi looks like he wants to kill his father.

However, soon, the corners of his mouth could no longer rise.

Because, the draw put him and I in the same team, and we were in the opposite camp to Gojo Satoru and Geto.

"Tsk." He clicked his tongue impatiently, then crumpled up the two notes with "1" written on them and threw them on the side of the road without a care, and said something that sounded very familiar to me.

"What bad luck."

It was exactly the same situation as when I lost the horse racing bet.

I was laughing at him at first, but as I laughed, the smile gradually disappeared.

The top of his head seemed to be struck by lightning, and he suddenly reacted.

Yes, why should I be happy?

This guy is not just the God and Tyrant, he also has a more famous nickname that makes people terrified in the casino, called -

Reverse Gambler.

Reverse God of Gamblers!

To say that he loses nine times out of ten is already flattering him. This man has rarely won at the gambling table.

Unlucky guys like this should be handed over to the opposite side. The more bound they are, the better. I will drag them over.

"What?" After figuring this out, I moved closer to him and said in a positive tone, "Why don't you go and make trouble with them and move yourself to the other side."

"Thinking about it carefully, I suddenly feel that it's good for the two of us to be rivals."

"Haha." Shen Er sneered expressionlessly, and rubbed my forehead with his large palm like a casserole, "You're thinking of changing it now?"

"late."

"Don't count on luck," he said. "After you lose, I won't help you no matter how unreasonable your request is. You'll have to fend for yourself."

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

When the game really started, I found that the group between Nanami Glass and the singer Haibara was just a friendly match.

Both sides were having fun playing together and didn't care about winning or losing at all.

On the contrary, when Jinri and I were fighting Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, Utahime was uncharacteristically aggressive, watching me fight more fiercely than she was fighting herself.

She tied up all her hair, held two big fireworks in her hands and waved them up and down, cheering me on loudly: "Come on, junior sister!"

"Show them what you can do!"

"Kill the scum!"

This situation was even worse than my performance in the morning.

Even though he was being targeted so strongly, Gojo Satoru still performed at a stable level. He scratched his frizzy hair, came close to me, and asked in a low voice: "Youxin, did you give the singer the love potion? Why does she like you so much?"

This person... has absolutely no self-awareness?

Rather than saying that I gave the singer a love drug, it would be more accurate to say that it was Gojo Satoru who fed her mental poison.

"Alas..." I patted his shoulder with mixed feelings and said softly, "Silly child, you won't understand."

Gojo Satoru: “…Ah?”

"Anyway, go back to where you are supposed to be standing," I said. "The fight is about to start."

Because of Utahime-sensei's extraordinary importance and the high stakes nature of this match, all the remaining people in the high school, including Kamo Kenji, who had been persecuted by me at the beginning, gathered around.

Principal Ye Moth, who served as the referee, held a whistle and explained the rules of the game in a serious manner.

It was supposed to be a very serious moment and I definitely shouldn't have laughed.

But I couldn't help myself when I saw Gojo Satoru wearing an eye patch and picking up a badminton to do research... one badminton head ready to hit another badminton.

Because he was holding it in so hard, his facial expression was distorted badly and his whole body was shaking. He looked like he was about to fall to the ground and be taken away by an ambulance.

"Ah..." Principal Ye Moth sighed deeply, and said skillfully and helplessly, "Youxin, laugh if you want to."

"No, Principal." I desperately pulled the corners of my mouth downwards, trying to turn back into a serious person, but to no avail. I had no choice but to point at Gojo Satoru's head and explain, "But, you see, that is indeed a bit funny."

Then, everyone's eyes were focused on Gojo Satoru's hair and the badminton in his hand.

emmm.......similarity 99%.

What a subtle feeling.

Even his teammate and good friend Jie noticed this and couldn't help but smile and reminded him: "Wu, if it really doesn't work, just take off the blindfold."

Gojo Satoru was bewildered.

However, no matter what, the game must go on.

Gojo Satoru on the other side served the ball first, and then I received the ball and hit it back. According to the simplified rules that Principal Ye Moth said, we only play three games, and whoever gets two points first wins.

The singer's cheers became more excited as the game started.

Just... half an hour passed.

The ball I hit at the beginning didn't fall to the ground at all. It kept spinning back and forth between the four of us. It was hotter than a hot potato. It felt like it had completely escaped the control of gravity and was just floating in the air.

The mood around began to become depressed.

An hour later, the outcome of the first goal was still undecided.

Everyone was sitting in a circle, some were chatting, some were eating snacks, some were drinking beverages, some were playing with their phones, some were playing games.

"When do you think they will finish the fight?" Wild Rose had finished the first round of the game, put down her newly replaced mobile phone with a trendy shell, and asked Tiger Stick numbly.

Yuji stared at the flying ball and said solemnly, "Last time, Sister Youxin chased after Teacher Gojo for three hours... So, I think it's not enough."

Wild Rose: “........”

At this time, the singer was still cheering me on.

Another half hour passed.

"I think this is a bit outrageous." Wild Rose propped up her chin and said boredly, "I finally understand why sorcerers don't participate in sports competitions. They are totally unspectacular."

“No one said they wanted to attend,” Hui said.

At this time, the singer was still cheering me on.

In the end, a total of three hours passed, and in the last hour, the opponent and I finally scored a goal each.

The singer...the singer finally stopped shouting.

Because her voice has become hoarse.