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

Chapter 351: On-site capture

Gojo Satoru called.

I raised the screen of my phone to face Fushiguro Shirō, and anxiously gestured, "Hello, it's Gojo Satoru. What should I do? Should I answer his call?"

"No, no, no, I'd better just ignore it. When I get back, I'll just say I accidentally muted the phone."

Fushiguro raised his eyebrows, looking down on my panicked expression, and sat down with his legs crossed: "Why are you so afraid of him?"

I rolled my eyes guiltily and didn't respond.

"Tsk, you are useless." He stretched out his hand and said confidently, "Give me the phone."

“No, no.” I held onto my phone, moving further away from him, crossing my hands and shaking my head frantically, saying, “When I call you later, don’t make a sound. Just pretend you don’t exist.”

"If someone didn't know, they would think you were about to be caught cheating..." He hadn't finished his words when I interrupted him, "Shh - I'm going to answer it."

I cleared my throat, pressed the answer button, and said calmly, "Hello."

"Moshimoshi, it's Youxin-chan." Gojo Satoru's voice came from the other side of the microphone, not very clearly.

The background noise around him was very noisy, as if he was in some downtown area, not in a school.

"It's me." I subconsciously took a sip of the ice drink and looked around carefully. After making sure that he was not nearby, I remained calm and asked clearly, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Nothing." He sounded like he was just chatting, and said in a relaxed tone, "You emptied the refrigerator. I happened to be free in the evening to go to Ginza to restock. You love these so much, so I asked you what you wanted and I brought it back to share with you."

"Oh, this." I breathed a sigh of relief, my tense body relaxed, and I answered casually, "Everything you bought is delicious, and I'm not picky."

I'm just eating other people's snacks, so how dare I be picky?

"Are you alone now?" Gojo Satoru asked again, not long after relaxing.

"Yes." I swallowed and looked up to see Fushiguro Shier playing with his chopsticks out of boredom. I felt a little guilty and could only say firmly, "It's just me."

"Great, then send me the address." His voice became louder and he said excitedly, "I'll come find you."

"Uh, no thanks." I felt a pang of regret and quickly refused, "It's too far from Ginza. It's not convenient."

"Where are you?"

".......Shibuya."

"Well, Shibuya isn't that far."

"That's it. I'm hanging up now." I quickly interrupted him and said loudly, "Bye, see you at school."

After hanging up the phone, I looked at Gojo Satoru's number page, my brows furrowed, and a very subtle feeling surged in my heart.

There was something odd about the tone of his words just now, but he couldn't tell what was odd.

......Is it my illusion?

"That's enough." Fushiguro Shier paid the bill, picked up the bottle of osmanthus wine that I was reluctant to part with, waved his hand, and said impatiently, "I've brought it to you. You can leave now, right?"

"Let's go, let's go." I didn't think any more and stood up with him, ready to leave.

As a result, right after hanging up the call with Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru called right after, as if they had discussed something beforehand.

In my heart, the ominous feeling grew stronger.

"Yuxin-chan." In the summer, Geto's gentle voice sounded like a blooming lotus, floating on the water, bringing a refreshing tenderness, "Where are you?"

"Jay?" I said cautiously, "Are you back to school?"

"Yes." He said simply and clearly, "I wanted to talk to you about something, but when I came back from the mission, I didn't see you. I heard from Yuhito that you left school and seemed to be going to buy something."

"Why didn't you call me?"

"I'm just going to buy some groceries. I'll be back soon." I explained. "It doesn't take two people."

"......So, you are just wandering around alone now?"

Alarm bells were ringing in my heart, and I held the phone cautiously without answering.

"Yuxin." Xiayoujie lowered his voice a little, and he was more gentle, as if he was coaxing a child, "Tell me, where are you?"

“.......” I still didn’t speak.

Then, there was another shaking sound from the other side, as if someone impatiently took the phone away.

What followed was Gojo Satoru's calm yet oppressive question.

"Youxin, let me ask you one last time, is there really no one else around you?"

"Wha...what?"

"Turn around," he said. "We're behind you."

I stopped where I was, my whole face wrinkled, my eyes tightly closed, and after waiting for about three seconds, I finally mustered up the courage to turn around.

Through the glass window, I saw two tall and familiar figures standing under a tree next to a street lamp not far away.

Xia Youjie was wearing a black teacher's uniform, with his arms crossed, and nodded at me very gently.

Gojo Satoru was sitting next to him. He was wearing a blue shirt and black sunglasses. He squinted his eyes and looked expressionlessly at Fushiguro Shinjiro who had also turned around beside me.

"Wow." Fushiguro crossed his arms lazily, leaned down calmly and turned his head, and said to me with a gloating look, "They are here to see you, right?"

"It looks like you're dead."

I sobered up all at once.

*

Because Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, who were blocking the door, joined the party temporarily, the dinner that was supposed to end was extended again, and Fushiguro Shiji and I were forced to return to the table again. (Cross out, I was the only one who was forced)

The two men sat opposite me.

Logically speaking, Fushiguro Shinobu and I should just sit on the other side.

But Xiayou Jie imitated what he did last time, and forcibly moved a sofa chair from the next door and placed it across the exit, and said not very politely, "Youxin-chan is a girl, it's not convenient for us to sit together. Please just sit here."

What a weird seating concept! The chair is so spacious that you can't even touch the edge.

There was only one table of customers in the restaurant, and the poor waiter was hiding in the corner looking over here, not daring to even breathe.

I guess he must have started wailing in his heart.

But I don’t have time to worry about him now. There are two people in front of me staring at me fiercely. Looking at this situation, they are almost angry in their eyes. It is obvious that they are here to call me to task.

"Yushin-chan, it seems you should explain to us why you are with Fushiguro Shiori." Gojo Satoru asked, "Are you two familiar with each other?"

"Ah... this, this."

My eyes were wandering unnaturally, and I didn't dare to look them in the eye. I grabbed my hair in front of my chest, thinking frantically in my mind how to smooth over this mess.

However, the osmanthus wine I brought is of the type with a high alcohol content and a strong aftertaste.

Being questioned out of the blue, the alcohol that I had just suppressed surged up and resurfaced.

As the saying goes, alcohol makes cowards brave. I felt that I was not that scared, and my anger was even growing.

"That's not right." I slammed the table hard, and decided to be the first to complain, so I turned around and questioned them loudly, "Why did you suddenly appear here? You must have followed me here!"

"Do you still remember that you are a teacher at a technical college?" I tried my best to look indignant, holding my chest and angrily accusing, "Where is your teacher's ethics?! Ah? Have you been swallowed by a dog?"

"I trust you so much, how could you do this!"

"Oh, we followed you." Gojo Satoru laughed calmly, pointed at the phone on my desk, and said coldly, "Do you still need us to follow you? You've been exposed for a long time."

Me: “……..Ah?”