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

Chapter 257 Shimizu Masato

If there are all kinds of things happening in the world, most of which I can understand, this incident is definitely something I cannot understand.

There will come a day when I will revisit Yumenjiang.

"Kiri-chan, how do you feel?" Xia Yujie pulled Gojo Satoru and asked me as if he were a human telephone, "Are there any changes?"

"Emm..." I looked around and replied, "So far, I haven't noticed any changes."

Groups of skulls were stacked together, their upper and lower jaws opening and closing uncontrollably, and the creaking sounds seemed like they were collectively singing a hymn from the underworld in the underworld.

Do you hope that I can also carve "Suzuki Yuri was here" on it?

If you stomp on the skulls twice and crush them, the remaining ones will shut up quietly until a while later, when they start creaking again.

But this is easy to solve, just crush a few of them.

If it is the Ghost Festival or Halloween, decorating the living room like this can barely be considered in line with the festive atmosphere.

But if I have to see these skulls every day when I open my eyes, it would be a bit of a test on my mental strength!

Regarding this, Gojo Satoru has a very "thoughtful" suggestion.

He said he planned to move the bed in and lie opposite me when he had time.

In this way, after I wake up, I will only be able to appreciate his 360-degree, absolutely flawless, super handsome face, which will guarantee that the psychological shadow will be completely eliminated.

My response to this is that I would rather sleep with a skull in my arms.

However, since he couldn't possibly live in Panxing Sect, and I would have to be taken back to the technical high school with him, Jie was very worried.

Before leaving, she kept reminding me: "Remember to charge your phone on time, and call me when you get there. Miss Suda has packed your clothes and daily necessities into the suitcase, and I also stuffed some disposable face towels and bath towels in it. These are the snacks you like to eat, which are also packed in your suitcase. Oh, by the way, there is no electricity in the prison gate, do you want to buy a small generator......"

“Also, to prevent Wu from doing anything inappropriate again, I have a cursed spirit here that can…”

How should I put it, a certain sense of déjà vu is quite strong.

"Jie, you're too nagging! People who don't know you would think you're a nagging old man." Gojo Satoru pouted in dissatisfaction, "It's not like Kiri-chan hasn't lived at my place before."

"Satoru, it's not that I don't trust you." Xia Youjie said with a smile, "It's just that the impression you left on me before was too deep, and it's hard to change it all at once."

Gojo Satoru: "They said it was just an accident! And Kiri-chan didn't mind it too much."

Me: “.........No, I still mind it.”

But if you think about it, you can still understand it to some extent.

After all, even if he said that he would throw everything to Otsutsuki, his body still took over the burden and accepted the tasks diligently.

"Okay, okay." I interrupted their meaningless conversation with a headache, "I'm just living in the prison gate, it's not that I'm stupid and can't take care of myself."

The postures of these two people really look like they have asked Manami Suda for advice on hospice care!

Fushiguro Shiji (why hasn't he left yet?) sneered at the side and said, "That's not necessarily true. You're pretty stupid anyway."

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"

No wonder Meegumi has a bad relationship with him. As soon as this guy opened his mouth, I couldn't help but want to retort. Anyone would be in the rebellious period, and his words were so unpleasant to the ear.

In short, from the moment I woke up again, my status has been declining.

From being the strongest house-elf who could have regarded Gojo Satoru as the strongest, he has fallen to becoming a house-elf living in the prison gate.

With this speed of change, anyone who sees it would write the word "miserable" on my leg.

*

Although to a large extent, the possibility of me trading my soul has been ruled out.

However, there has been no adjustment or change in the direction of the investigation.

After discussing it, everyone decided to split into two groups.

Gojo Satoru took me to investigate the situation of the Nordic sorcerer family, while Geto Suguru and Shinobu Fushiguro formed a team to investigate the matter of the blue eyes.

Then, after running around abroad for a long time, we got a ridiculous result.

After several rounds of surname changes, that Danish family actually changed its surname to a Japanese one.

His descendants moved back to China and settled in Tokyo ten years ago, and even opened a law firm.

"Shimizu-Matsushita Law Firm was co-founded by Shimizu Masato and Matsushita Akita. Shimizu Masato's main business: lost and found, recovery of curse tools, exorcism (ps, women can get a 20% discount)... Matsushita Akita's main business: marriage litigation, civil litigation, legal disputes..."

After I read it out word by word, I stared at the words on the business card in a daze.

Masato Shimizu, Nanami's cousin. Akito Matsushita, Tsumiki's stepfather.

Even though they are both lawyers, it was beyond my expectation that they could know each other and open a law firm together.

"Kiri-chan." Gojo Satoru took the business card and tapped his finger at Shimizu Masato's photo. "Do you know him?"

It's someone I met last week, so I shouldn't know about it.

So when Gojo Satoru asked, I shuddered and subconsciously denied: "I don't know him!"

Realizing that his reaction was a bit intense, coupled with Gojo Satoru's expression of disbelief, he knew that he would not be fooled by saying that he did not know him.

I coughed lightly and could only explain while recalling: "Many years ago, in... in a parallel world, I met him a few times, but he was a greedy weirdo, and I didn't like to interact with him very much."

“Eh…” Gojo Satoru was really curious now. “Is it really that weird? You look like you dislike him more than you dislike me.”

"How can he compare to you?" I immediately retorted, "You are just a playful cat. It's okay for you to act like a spoiled child and cause trouble from time to time."

If you are really angry, just curse a few times and beat him up. Who would care about a friend selling swords occasionally?

"This guy is a weirdo who falls in love with random women at first sight and even kneels down on one knee to give them rings."

I said: "After telling him that she was in a relationship, she even said that she didn't mind living with several people..."

It’s over, it’s over. When I think of this person, many experiences of social failure come to my mind in an instant.

"........Wu-chan, I'm not a cat." This is the focus.

"Okay, okay, you are a human being, you are a human being." I said perfunctorily, "It was a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue."

"Hey, there's no such thing as a person," he complained. "It's a person, a human being."

"Anyway." I didn't really care about the quantifier, I just waved my hand, "If I'm going to meet this person, I'll just stay in the prison gate and wait and see. If I can't get any useful information, I'll just withdraw. It will save me from unnecessary trouble."

If he tries to show his love again, I'll let Jay's big catfish come out and eat him.

"But, Kiri-chan." After discussing this matter, Gojo Satoru suddenly put his palm on his chin and laughed, "You were praising me just now, right?"

“.......Ah?” I was stunned.

"How can he compare to you, that part?" He danced with joy, as if a flower-scattering special effect had suddenly turned on, and said, "Yes, yes, I am not someone who can compare to just any guy."

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

Damn it, he started showing off.