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

Chapter 332 Irie Seiichiro

Seiichiro Irie is a very responsible man.

The "Makoto" in his name means honesty, and "Ichiro" means he is the only son in the family.

But he has four adopted sisters who are not blood-related to him.

In order to support his younger sisters' schooling, he took on the responsibility of an older brother, working three jobs every day and getting up early and going to bed late to save money for tuition.

The earliest one today is from a restaurant in the city center.

Even though there were no customers early in the morning and the boss himself couldn't even get up, he required employees to clock in at the restaurant at 6:30 and to greet customers with a smile on their faces and high spirits.

The only good thing is the good salary.

Well, money can't grow out of thin air in your pocket when you sleep at home every day, but you can do that by just sitting here. So, he happily accepted the job.

Just as I was daydreaming, three very different guests walked in.

A tall man who wears an eye patch but can see the road and the menu clearly, a man with slender eyes wearing bloomers, round earrings and a weird hairstyle, and a pink-haired girl who looks cute and sunny but can eat super, super, super.

Important things must be said three times.

The reason why this point needs to be emphasized is that she is almost beyond the scope of human beings and has reached the realm of the ancient mythical beast Taotie.

There were more than a dozen dishes, enough to feed four or five adult men, but she finished them all by herself. Judging from her expression, she seemed to be still unsatisfied, and her stomach was not even a little bulging.

Is this scientific? !

Even stranger was their conversation.

Because of the location, even if you don't listen carefully, you can still hear one or two words.

".......Chasing......." ".......Enemy......"

"........betrayal......." "What to do with the body......"

"Will you cut it open and see..."

Irie Seiichiro touched his hairy arm and cast a cautious glance. Then, he saw——

The girl pulled open her collar and pointed to the right side of her fair neck and said, "It was right here that someone stabbed her with something and left a very deep wound. The blood was splattered all over the morgue."

The description is so detailed, she must be the boss! She is so young but she has already taken someone's life. You can't judge by appearance.

The two people next to her looked like they didn't dare to disobey. No wonder they didn't even touch her food when she was eating just now. And when she choked on water, they even patted her on the back.

Just as I was daydreaming, someone's gaze suddenly turned towards me.

Oh no, could it be that he was discovered... Seiichiro Irie's heart suddenly began to tighten.

In that brief 0.01 second, he even turned around at an accelerated speed.

The tuition for next semester for his four step-sisters is still not settled. The password for the deposit in his mobile phone is too embarrassing and no one knows it. His boss knows he is absent from the afternoon class. He won’t scold him behind his back, right?

Also, is the water in Tokyo Bay also cool in the summer?

"Please add some cutlery over here." He came to his senses and heard the person on the other end say, "Someone else will be coming over later... ah, they're already here."

Following her gaze, Irie Seiichiro looked towards the door.

There stood a mature, slightly haggard-looking mature beauty.

.......Did he guess wrong? !

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"She actually came back to life." After sitting down, Glass didn't seem to be interested in the newly served cakes. She just asked, "How did she do that?"

"Emmm... Actually, it's like this." I thought about it and decided to briefly explain the main events first, but I was suddenly interrupted by Gojo Satoru.

"Just ask me about this kind of thing." He snapped his fingers very confidently, and then said firmly, "I have sorted out everything!"

"Stare——" Both Geto Suguru and Nozomi were looking at him with suspicion.

“What are you doing!” Gojo Satoru yelled, “I really have figured it out!”

Hiss... Every time, and I mean every time, whenever Gojo Satoru is associated with the word reasoning, weird things always pop up.

"Wu, I think you should stop making trouble..." Geto Xiayou tried to stop him.

"Wait." Glass waved her hand and said, "It just so happens that I haven't heard a joke in a long time. If nothing works, I'll just listen to his story first."

"What a joke." Gojo Satoru muttered, then straightened his collar and said seriously, "Actually, Yuxin's past was like this."

"She grew up in a broken family. Her parents separated because of a conflict. She lived with her mother, a sorcerer, and depended on each other for survival. However, because she possessed the same technique as Ryomen Sukuna, she was targeted and hunted by a group of cursers who coveted her power."

"Poor Yushin-chan unfortunately lost her mother, but under the guidance of her blood, she met her younger brother, Itadori Yuji-kun." When he said this, Gojo Satoru's tone had become very exaggerated.

"After regaining her family, she decided to live well and start over. However, she didn't expect that her enemies would come to ambush her again. For the sake of her loved ones, she had to fight alone." He fiddled with his hands, and suddenly lowered his voice and said grimly, "However, hehehehe~ The opponent was too vicious and cruel. After Yuxin was ambushed, her soul floated to the mental space of Ryomen Sukuna."

"It happened so fast. Just when the villain decided to take action, our heroine bravely defeated him and returned triumphantly. She was resurrected in the morgue victoriously! Congratulations, congratulations!"

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

There was no expression on Nozomi's face, the corners of Geto's mouth kept twitching, and I... I was numb.

Gojo Satoru's version cannot be said to be exactly the same as the truth, but at least it can be said that they are completely unrelated.

And what about the "jiejiejiejie" sound effect? ​​Are you addicted to it?!

"What on earth did I say wrong?" Gojo Satoru rubbed his head in confusion, "I think the logic is super smooth."

I feel like if I don't go along with him, he's going to make a scene. I can't really explain what happened anyway (because I don't understand it myself), so I might as well just stick with this version.

"Ah, it's more or less the same." I said perfunctorily, "It's just that the expressions and movements are too exaggerated. I can't bear to watch it."

This is not a shadow play. In just a few words, your hands make eight hundred movements. Who are you performing for?

"But..." Xia Youjie didn't care about the appearance of those things. He just squinted his eyes and tilted his head to observe me, as if he was thinking, "Youxin."

"what?"

"Sure enough." He pointed at my neck, "What you are talking about is still very concerning."

"Yes, yes." Gojo Satoru also agreed, "I can guarantee that it is absolutely impossible for someone from outside the academy to sneak in and cause such a wound on your body."

"I do feel very strange, too." I touched my head, very confused, and said, "Didn't they say that when we examined the body, the heartbeat and breathing had stopped, and it looked like a dead person. Why was there any need to do this?"

"Unless he has a reason to do so." Naoko took a sip of the iced drink and asked, "Youxin, can you describe the specific shape of the wound to me in detail?"

"Oh, okay." I nodded, looking up and recalling, "It's a round wound, about four or five centimeters long. It should be a conical metal tool. It's not very heavy and should be able to be held by one hand..."

Wait, why does this thing sound more and more familiar the more I talk about it? I feel like I've seen it somewhere...