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

Chapter 331 The eldest sister

Ieiri Shoko found that she had slept for a long time.

After washing up, she walked out of the room next to the college's infirmary and stretched out into the corridor.

In the distance, there were white birds flying around the roof, hovering in circles, flapping their wings and dancing, as if they were chasing and playing.

So happy... a little bit, it looks a bit unhappy.

She pulled out a pack of ladies' cigarettes from her white coat, lit it, and exhaled slowly.

Yesterday afternoon, Yijichi came again with documents.

It is said that the general directorate is still waiting for the autopsy report of Yuji Yushin.

Maybe it won't work if we postpone it any further. Really, people won't come back to life after they die, what are they rushing about? Could they just sit up and run away for no apparent reason?

However, even though it is stored in a low temperature environment, if it is delayed any longer, it will probably grow hair, right? Obviously... we are just strangers, why are you so upset?

Ieiri Naoko smiled self-deprecatingly, walked to the trash can, crushed the fire off the cigarette butt, and gently threw it in.

She looked up, adjusted her hair, and walked towards the autopsy room.

However, before she got there, she saw that the door was not closed tightly, as if someone had been in.

She hurried in with her steps quickening unconsciously, and saw that the white cloth on the stage had been lifted and placed empty next to it.

Her heart skipped a beat. She opened her eyes slightly, walked to the window and opened the curtains. The dazzling light shone in, illuminating every trace clearly and brightly.

Near the operating table, blood splattered and dripped along the route from this side to the door.

It wasn't like fresh blood had fallen and solidified into a reddish-brown color, it was more like... the corpse had crawled out on its own.

She opened her eyes slightly, frowned, and looked around, but there was nothing anywhere - Yuji Yushin's body was gone.

...who did it?

Are there still such people in technical colleges?

Was it because her technique was too special that it was stolen?

It seems that Fushiguro Shinobu has returned from Kyoto recently, so he couldn't have sold it off...

Ieiri Naoko took two steps, scratched her hair, thought for a moment, and took out her cell phone from her pocket.

Gojo Satoru went on a business trip and probably hasn't come back yet, so Geto Suguru stayed behind to teach.

She pressed the button and said into the microphone: "Jay, I have something to tell you..."

*

I've eaten a ton of food in this restaurant.

On the table next to me was a pile of cutlery and plates that I had used to eat, about a dozen in total.

Xiayou Jie said he was treating, so he didn't say anything. Instead, Gojo Satoru muttered, "I should have sent you to the buffet restaurant. Maybe you could break the record. There's a commemorative figurine that I've been eyeing for a long time..."

I gouged out his eyes harshly.

It was always the same waiter who served the food, and each time his eyes were wider than the last.

This was probably the first time in his life that he had seen someone who ate as much as I did. No, it felt like I was beyond human nature.

"By the way." When talking about business, Gojo Satoru's face became much more serious. He tapped his fingers on the table slowly, as if thinking, "Are you saying that the group of people you met in the juvenile detention center were originally targeting you?"

“Yeah.” I took a sip of my ice drink and said vaguely, “I guess he’s my enemy.”

"We had a big grudge against each other in the past, but I didn't expect that he would chase us here. It was really unexpected."

"Wow..." Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru looked at each other.

"What are you looking at?" I asked, confused.

"Ah, no." Xia Youjie touched his nose and explained, "Youxin, your tone is like that of a big sister who has seen the world and tells the story of being betrayed by a trusted subordinate in a struggle, and then being chased and attacked by hostile forces when she tried to rise elsewhere."

Then Gojo Satoru raised a finger to give him a thumbs up.

"Uh..." I choked and started coughing violently.

"Look at you." Xia Youjie patted my back and said gently, "I told you to eat slowly."

"It has nothing to do with this." I took a deep breath, calmed down, and said angrily, "I say, haven't you read too many second-year hot-blooded comics? What about big sisters fighting against gangs? I'm obviously a super weak, pitiful and helpless passerby!"

Gojo Satoru: "Weak?"

Geto Summer Oil: "...poor?"

Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru: "Helpless?"

Then they all stared at me with accusing eyes.

...I felt like if I didn't say something else, they would start bringing up the old story of me talking nonsense and beating people up as soon as I appeared on the stage.

"Oh, right." I pretended to have suddenly remembered something and asked, "In the juvenile detention center, I used the Wandering Cloud to hit a fleeing curse master. Did you find him?"

"The high school did recover the cursed tool Youyun about 200 meters away. There was a large pool of blood nearby, but no trace of the curse caster was found." Xia Yujie replied.

"Okay." I said with some regret, "I guessed it would probably be this result."

"Yushin-chan." Gojo Satoru clasped his hands together and asked seriously, "What kind of grudge did you have with them that they sent out so many special-grade cursed spirits to kill you?"

"Emmm... I don't know how to put it." I poked my head in annoyance. I felt a thousand thoughts in my mind, but I couldn't find a way out. "Anyway, according to the definition of hot-blooded comics, they are super villain bosses, I am the upright character who needs to fight against them, and you two are just popular supporting roles."

"Hey, let me ask you something." Gojo Satoru raised his hand and asked in confusion, "If you are the protagonist, we are the supporting roles, and they are the villains, then who is the protagonist?"

"It's Hisahito." I answered without hesitation.

“Ah…” Gojo Satoru paused, and looked at me as if he was looking at a brother-con, “I see.”

I:"……"

No, I'm just telling the truth. There is someone else who has a brother complex!

Just as he was about to explain a few more words, Xia Youjie's cell phone rang at this moment.

"It's Nitro." He picked up the phone. The person on the other end seemed to say a few words. His expression suddenly became complicated and he looked at me with an indescribable look.

"It's okay, I've found her." He said, "Do you want to talk to her? I can use the speakerphone."

My eyes widened slightly and I asked quietly, "Is she going to talk to me?"

Geto Xiayou nodded and turned on the speakerphone, and Nishiko's voice came out without reservation.

"Jie, are you confused because of sleep or are you mentally ill? How can a corpse ..."

"Hello, Miss Jiaru." I swallowed and said carefully.

"Bang." There was a sound, and something fell to the ground opposite, it seemed... a mobile phone.

"Jie." Glass picked up the phone, took a deep breath, and said, "Send me the address, I'll be there right away."