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

Chapter 158 Cosplay as Gender Transformation 5 Satoru

October 2018, 10, Shibuya.

"Good night, Gojo Satoru."

The thousand-year-old sorcerer Noose slowly closed the skull, pulled up the sleeves of his cassock, and revealed a smug smile.

He stood in front of the prison gate that had already started operating, and methodically stated the plans he had made over the years.

What was unexpected was that after hearing Gojo Satoru's questioning and shouting, the dead body of Geto Suguru was able to raise its arms and strangle his neck on its own.

“Hahahahaha… I didn’t expect that…” Zuosuo laughed arrogantly, “Hahahahaha…”

He was only halfway through laughing when his voice suddenly stopped.

A trembling and fear from the soul suddenly revived wildly and violently deep in his heart.

Behind him, four meters away, there was a person standing silently, glancing at him like a ghost.

六眼

The most powerful sorcerer of our time

gojo satoru

*

As the title says, I cosplayed as the gender-changed Gojo Satoru.

I don't want to go into the details of how I came to this place.

The memories of the two worlds poured into my brain like a torrent, and the combined power of the spells that continuously captured information from all around me almost made my brain burst.

pain.

It hurts.

It hurts very, very much.

I poked my temple hard with my thumb, and the nerves connecting to my eyes throbbed and ached inside my brain.

Is this what that guy has been enduring?

"You..." The man in the five-band robe turned around, his pupils dilated. He looked back at Gojo Satoru who was still in a daze, then turned around and looked at me.

His voice was already trembling slightly. "Two Gojo Satoru, how is it possible..."

Nothing here can escape the detection of Six Eyes.

Now, the entire station is within my sight and has become a complete perspective.

The train carrying the cyborgs was now empty, and the spaces on the fourth and fifth underground floors had been connected.

The heads of about a thousand cyborgs were torn off and left on the ground.

The humans who were caught in the 0.2-second infinite void were instilled with more than three months' worth of information and stood there in a daze.

At the same time, two special-grade cursed spirits and the eldest brother of the Nine Phases of the Curse Fetus, Zhang Xiang, were moving among the crowd.

The closest real person regained consciousness first.

He and the noose were standing diagonally in front of me, one in front and one behind.

Shibuya, real people, underground stations, prison gates, sutures, Gojo Satoru was sealed, Geto Suguru's face...

My memory is so confused, my head is about to explode.

Why are they here?

Didn't I subdue the real person a year ago? Where did these cyborgs come from?

Also, shouldn't Jay still be alive and well...

What's going on...what's going on...what's going on?!

“Two six eyes…” The real person was stunned for a second, looked at my face, turned his head and looked at Gojo Satoru again, “Is this true…”

The pupils of the lasso shrank slightly, and his eyeballs moved. He said, "Close..."

As a beam of cursed energy flashing with blue light hit his shoulder, he distanced himself from me and moved behind Gojo Satoru.

"It's getting weaker..." He covered his numb arm, stared at my fingers covered with cursed power, and said thoughtfully, "There's no way to exert my full strength..."

"The restraints of the prison gate are also working on you..."

I clenched my fists.

Something was branded on his wrist.

And from the very beginning, there was a familiar feeling, that strength and magic power were rapidly dissipating at an extremely fast rate.

"If you say one more word, I'll kill you." I lowered my voice gloomily, staring at his face with cold eyes, "Fake."

The rage I felt was so overwhelming that it swept through my mind like a tornado.

The blood in the body was boiling and burning, and the cursed power flowing in the arteries and veins was like a rushing river, flashing dangerous light.

For a brief moment, I wanted to kill him, the real person, the special-grade cursed spirit, and everyone in the underground station.

And when I had this thought, I didn't have any mental burden, and even felt a little relaxed and happy.

But Gojo Satoru was still half-kneeling there.

I raised a shiny little cat from the age of 18 to 28. It walked around cleanly every day and even its hair was neatly combed.

Now they had actually tricked me into kneeling here in a miserable state, tied up and tied up, with messy hair and blood splattered on my cheeks!

"Miss, you were planning to kill me, weren't you?"

He brushed off the non-existent dust, squinted at me with his face as if he were a summer oil Jie, and smiled gently, "Although there is no such person as you in my memory, you seem quite familiar to me."

"So I dare to guess," he said in a rather confident tone, "You are Gojo Satoru from a parallel world."

The cursed energy in my body is still rapidly decreasing, and I have no interest in chatting with this kind of person.

"You'll know when you really go to another world." I raised my hand and pulled off the blindfold, revealing my pale blue eyes.

"Oh..." he said, "I've never encountered such a situation before... I can only try again."

"Real man, hold her back."

The moment the blue-haired Suture Spirit heard the command, it began to change its body and attacked me.

"Tsk, that's really annoying."

Compared to Geto Suguru's cursed spirit manipulation technique and Fushiguro Shinobu's powerful physical talent, Gojo Satoru's six eyes require an absurdly high level of brain strength, and the cursed energy that needs to be mastered and manipulated is also more sophisticated.

The magic power in the body is still rapidly draining away, and I am not yet fully familiar with the activation mechanism and physical conditions of the technique.

Facing this challenge again in this situation made me feel even more irritated.

"Prison gate, close..."

After repelling the Immortal with a casual blow, I didn't even activate my bottom line and swooped down in front of the noose without any care.

The first blow hit the abdomen.

Fushiguro Shiji once told me that there is a spot where a precise strike can render a person speechless for a short period of time.

The second blow was aimed directly at the throat. I wanted to make this guy completely speechless.

The third time, I just grabbed his head and started smashing it down.

"..."

"You are such a fake and you dare to use Jay's name to cheat people. Who do you think you are?"

"Living for a thousand years is amazing, right?"

"You're the only one who knows how to use the spell manipulation technique, right?"

In order to save effort, I simply did not open the limit, and the blood splashed all over me without reservation.

The real person who couldn't stop me took a step forward the second he realized that the noose couldn't beat me.

"Still want to run, right?" I turned to look at him, "Come on, run for a bit and let me see."

He stood there motionless, not daring to move.

"I'll give you three seconds. If you can escape, I'll let you go. How about that?"

I let go of her hand and smiled gently, "Three..."

Then, at the moment he pulled his legs, he rushed over and pulled off his head.

"Liar..." The cursed spirit shouted angrily with a distorted face before being completely exorcised.

"Yeah." I wiped the blood off my face with my thumb expressionlessly. "I've been a liar all along. Haven't I learned my lesson yet?"

*

The station fell completely silent.

Nozomi was lying on the ground, his life or death unknown, and Gojo Satoru was staring at me without blinking.

I squatted in front of him, stretched out my sleeve without saying a word, and wiped his cheek carefully.

“I say…” Gojo Satoru opened his mouth tentatively.

I glared at him, "Shut up."

He has gotten himself into this state, kneeling here miserably. I am very angry now and don’t want to talk to him at all.

There was a blood stain that had dried and was difficult to wipe off, but it was an eyesore.

So I rubbed his skin even harder, with such force that his fair cheeks turned red.

The cursed energy continued to drain away, and stopped when only about half of the total amount was left.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief when Gojo Satoru's face was wiped clean.

Seeing that my expression had relaxed a little, Gojo Satoru asked, "Excuse me, who... are you?"

"……what?"

Doesn't he recognize me?

My mind went blank and my face was expressionless.

He stared at me, his face showing no trace of recognition or familiarity.

It's like looking at a stranger.

"..."

We stared at each other in silence.

Two pairs of pale blue eyes radiated bright light, reflecting each other at this moment.

I saw myself now in his eyes.

He was wearing a black high school teacher's uniform and a blindfold around his neck.

Long snow-white hair falling to the shoulders, fair skin, an ageless appearance, a wooden expression, and those iconic blue eyes.

"...I see..." I covered my eyes, lowered my head and smiled sadly, tears streaming from my pale blue eyes, "So that's it..."

Fushiguro Shinobu is dead, Geto Suguru was possessed by another spirit after his defection, and Gojo Satoru was sealed in Shibuya...

It turns out that this is not the world I have ever been to.

No one will remember me at all.

There is absolutely no going back...

——"If you're leaving, why did you come here in the first place!" The angry voice echoed in my mind, and the words are still ringing in my ears.

I don’t know either... Satoru, I don’t know either.

Why do I have to come here again and again, and suffer, struggle and hurt again and again.

Finally, I left with exhaustion and sadness.

Tell me, why...

I closed my eyes and forced myself to calm down.

At least... they are still alive and well in another world, right?

I sighed with a feeling of regret and relief, raised my head, and said to Gojo Satoru in front of me, "It's just a short stop, don't worry about it."

“But I’d better introduce myself.”

"I am from a parallel world. You can think of me as yourself from another world."

"Nice to meet you, hello, Gojo Satoru. My name is... Gojo Kiri."