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

Chapter 340 Let’s play together if we want to cosplay

I glanced at Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, who were hiding in a big tree not far away, concealing all sounds, as if they were still waiting to watch the fun.

Otherwise, these two are real teachers, why are you so mean?

But the mischievous idea in my mind was also stirring, so I didn't point them out. Instead, I sighed with pretended sadness.

“Alas…” I said, “Yes, I do have some unfulfilled wishes in my heart, so I followed the road and found this place before the seventh day.”

"Sister Youxin, tell me." Yuji held his breath and stiffened his neck to speak, "As long as I can do it, I will find it for you even if I have to work hard."

"Emmm, it's like this." I touched my chin, pondered for a while, lowered my head to look at Mingzhao for a moment, and suddenly said, "Actually, I have a dream."

"Yeah, tell me."

"That is, do you know the term cosplay?"

".......Ah?" Yuji was stunned, "cos...splay?"

"It's just role-playing." Wild Rose poked his waist and explained unhappily, "Don't you guys usually like to read comics? Don't you understand this?"

"No, I understand this, but what does Sister Youxin want to do by mentioning this?" Yuji scratched his head in confusion, "Do you want to go to the comic convention?"

"No." I pressed my fist into my palm and said loudly, "It's just that I hope to see the three of you cosplay before I leave."

"Megumi seems to be a good fit for cosplaying as Gon, Kugisaki is a good fit for cosplaying as Nozomi, and as for Yuji... he can barely cosplay as Gojo Satoru. Although their personalities are totally different."

When she was halfway through the conversation, Fushiguro Megumi's face had already twisted: "Sister Yuxin, you finally came back, and your dream before you died... is this?"

"Yes." I clenched my fists, looked super serious, and said to him earnestly, "Please, this is my lifelong dream."

. . . . . .

He took several deep breaths, covered his face and looked up at the sky, muttering, "I swear..."

I couldn't hear what he said afterwards.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing." He had adjusted his mood and said to me seriously, "It should be impossible for me to grow so much hair now."

"Well... I don't mind." Wild Rose said, "But I don't have Miss Ieiri's teardrop mole or white coat."

"Yeah...how should I act?" Yuji was genuinely troubled, scratching his hair and analyzing, "I don't have white hair, I don't have an eye patch, and even the most basic height doesn't match."

"Oh, that's okay." I didn't expect them to be fooled. My eyes lit up and I said eagerly, "I don't care much about my appearance. Just make the corresponding lines and actions based on your usual understanding of the teachers. It should be much easier if you think about it this way."

"Emm..." Wild Rose rubbed her cheeks and thought for a moment. Then, an idea flashed in her mind. She took out a paper cutter from the offerings, clenched it tightly, and said fiercely, "Gojo Satoru, Geto Xia Yu, if you two disturb my work again, I will kill you and throw you into the wild to feed the dogs."

I kept a straight face, held back my laughter, and clapped my hands for her.

Sparasi, it's really Sparasi.

She actually portrayed Glass's disdain for the two of them so well, no wonder Norose was determined to be discovered by a scout and enter the entertainment industry, she really does have the talent!

"Oh, if that's the case, then I can do it, too." Yuji immediately showed an 'I got it' expression. He combed his hair, briefly standing it all up to make it look like a sky-high broom, then raised his hands and began to dance like seaweed, "Hehehehehehehe~ Yuji~ Hehehehehe~"

Ah this... Yuji, so Gojo Satoru is such a weird image in your mind?

"Sister Youxin, how am I doing?" He put his hands down and looked at me with sparkling eyes, "Am I like Gojo Sensei?"

“Ahem…” I tried hard to maintain my ghost image, and then gave a thumbs up, “Super similar!”

"That's good."

After saying that, the two turned their attention to Fushiguro Megumi, the only one who did not make any move: "Fushiguro, you are the only one missing."

Fushiguro Megumi: “….”

He tried to struggle a bit, and asked without giving up, "Does it have to be Teacher Geto? Can't Teacher Nanami be okay?"

I stared at him and shook my head seriously: "No."

Nanami's fun is not as much as Geto Suguru's.

"Okay." He was silent for three seconds, then he tugged at his clothes, narrowed his eyes, lowered his voice and said with his lips curled, "Hui, the teacher is very good at telling parents."

"Hui, your father will be back in a few days. Do you want to see him?"

"Your physical training is too weak. If you don't try hard to concentrate in class, you will be laughed at."

"Oh, yes, there is one more thing." He continued his expressionless performance, "Spellcasters need to protect the weak and not bully the weak. This is a matter of justice."

The tone used is a good reading.

Wow, this must be because she has accumulated a lot of resentment towards him, which is why she said this.

"Pfft..."

With a loud bang, Gojo Satoru fell from the tree, holding his stomach. A row of birds flew out from above his head, and he burst into earth-shaking laughter: "Hahahahahaha!!!!! Dayi, hahahaha Dayi-brother, hahahaha, Dayi-brother."

Xia Youjie stood on the tree, squinting his eyes and smiling, and flew down to kick him without hesitation, but Gojo Satoru dodged it flexibly, and then continued to laugh at him: "Dayi brother, don't be careless, hahaha~"

"How good do you think you are?" Xia Youjie said with gritted teeth, seemingly calm, "In the eyes of students, aren't you just a fool?"

As they were talking, they started fighting, both of them were injured.

Nobara, Megumi Fushiguro and Yuji stopped where they were and watched them fight in a daze.

"What are you still standing there for?" I took out my phone from my pocket and quickly said, "Hurry up and take photos and videos. This is your teacher's dark history~"

“........Wait.” The three of them turned their heads back one after another. They stared at the phone in my hand that was already taking pictures, and their eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Let's not talk about those two for now." Fushiguro Megumi stared at me dimly, his eyes full of understanding. He exposed me and said, "Sister Youxin, you are not a ghost at all."