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

Chapter 269 Don’t Forget to Go to the Comic Convention

In the attic, Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru walked down the stairs, one after the other.

When Jie was called away, the heroine in the TV series had just hanged herself, but now it has reached the scene where she is reborn and scolds her unscrupulous boss and confronts the betrayer.

Judging from the series of scenes in the middle, the two people probably talked for at least an hour.

Jay's brows were slightly furrowed and his hands were clenched into fists, as if he was worried about something.

Gojo Satoru put on his blindfold again, his mouth corners straightened, and no emotion could be seen.

Although... although I'm really not curious about what they are talking about.

But Jie is on my side after all. If Gojo Satoru makes a fuss and wins Jie over with just a few words, won’t I be attacked from both sides?

But that's not the point right now.

The skin on my wrists was slightly hot.

"I'm going to the bathroom." When they were about to walk into the living room, I suddenly stood up and walked towards the bathroom without looking back.

Actually looking at that sign.

A mark that is firmly engraved on me and can never be erased.

There is a half-person-high washbasin in the bathroom with a mirror hanging on it.

Tilt your head, blink, open your palms, shake your arms, and the person in the mirror will follow suit.

Her face looked really bad. She tried to force a smile, but the corners of her light pink mouth curled up, which didn't look good.

Of course, how can an unhappy person make a vivid expression? Even the corners of his mouth move like an inverted crying face.

I lowered my head and the bright light reflected on my face.

Silvery-white eyelashes and slightly upturned eye corners are filled with radiant blue, just like the clear sky after a rainstorm.

It is said that this is the color of the extended sky.

There is only a shallow line left to reach the top, which is invisible unless you look closely.

Crossing this line, the door to the three-dimensional world will open. At that time, Gojo Misty will completely disappear from this world, dissipating with the wind, leaving only Suzuki Yuri standing on the other side.

Suzuki Yuri remembers nothing, worries about nothing, and is happy about everything.

My heart was beating slightly erratically and I gave a wry smile.

It turns out that in this world, you can actually find people who are deeply jealous of you.

I flipped my wrist, and the sleeve of my gown covered my blue eyes. I tilted my head back and took a slow, deep breath.

It was brand new, with no contact number, address or information left. The phone was taken out as if it had been restored to factory settings. After sliding, the manufacturer's memo appeared in front of me.

It was empty except for one to-do item.

Three words: Don’t forget

It's like it's welded on top and can't be deleted at all.

Every time I use my phone, I take out this memo and think about its meaning.

What exactly are you asking me not to forget?

In short, you can continue typing later.

I wondered, if the cell phone and this message could be brought to this world by me, does that mean that when I go back, they can also go back with me?

With my index finger on the keyboard, I slowly typed: Don’t go to the comic convention.

Don't forget not to go to comic conventions.

The key points of each time travel are triggered at comic conventions.

cos Geto Suguru traveling through time, cos Fushiguro Shinobu traveling through time, cos Gojo Satoru traveling through time...all of them are gender-swapped, all of them fall in famous scenes, and all of them are when the real protagonist is in danger.

And my friends are still encouraging me to cosplay as Yuji Itadori next time.

Before I traveled through time, I complained to her that wearing shoes with thick heels that were more than ten centimeters high was uncomfortable, and my calves felt a lot longer, and the way I walked always reminded me of the Tyrannosaurus Rex that chased and bit me in my dream.

So she suggested that I just wait until I come back from my business trip to Kyoto next time and then cosplay a character that is similar to my height.

After thinking for a long time, she chose Nakajima Atsushi, and then decided on my behalf to cast Yuji Itadori.

In fact, after cosplaying so many male characters, I am more inclined to find a female character, such as Glass or Wild Rose.

But she insisted that she had chosen the protagonist of Bunno, so I had to accompany her as the protagonist, and even bought me a pink fake hair of Yuji Itadori without my permission.

However, if there is a day when I can go back alive, I will never be able to cosplay as Glass, Wild Rose or Tiger Stick again.

After thinking about it, I feel that this way of writing is not safe enough.

For a woman with a weak will like me, if that girl cries and makes a fuss, I will definitely soften my heart and accompany her obediently. Wouldn’t that be the end of everything then?

No, no, this won’t work.

The phone keyboard started tapping again, and I frowned and wrote seriously:

Suzuki Yuri, when you see this message, you have already lost your memory. I am your forgotten memory. I write this to remind you not to cosplay Yuji Itadori and not to go to any comic exhibition.

Because you have a special magnetic field, every time you cosplay a character, you will uncontrollably travel to the world where the character is. Think about the high-risk world anime you usually watch, isn't it scary?

So, please don't go to comic conventions anymore...

Emmm...I still feel like something is wrong.

How can I prove that this was written by "Suzuki Yuri" herself?

If I, who have no memory, saw this memo, I would definitely think that my phone was hacked, or it was a scam or infected with a virus.

Because my mailbox is full of all kinds of spam messages.

The rich second generation who ended up on the streets after failing to fight for the family property will be rewarded a hundredfold if you invest in him successfully.

A financial guru who can predict the future will teach you step by step how to start from scratch.

A hermit who possesses peerless martial arts skills will accept you as his disciple if you pay tuition and teach you his skills for a hundred years.

The most ridiculous thing is that I am your destined lover for three lives in your previous life. I am waiting to meet you under the cherry tree. No matter it takes a thousand years or ten thousand years, I will wait for you.

If we really go there, the people who come might not be lovers but illegal human traffickers.

In short, if you don't remember it, the nonsense in this passage is as good as those scam text messages.

Being a suspicious person by nature, I would never believe it.

I scratched my hair and continued typing.

p.s., to prove that I am really you, the following are things that absolutely no outsider should know.

Six years ago, you went back to your hometown and secretly grabbed the big fat cat and petted it like crazy for two hours, causing it to flutter and meow every time it saw you. Even Natsume was confused, only I knew.

Five years ago, when you were working part-time to support yourself, you encountered an extremely stingy boss who delayed paying your salary for two months.

So you ran to his doorstep at night, removed the tire of his motorcycle, and threw it on the roof. The old man was so angry that he jumped up and down and cursed for two hours, and he still doesn't know who did it.

Three years ago, when you were on a business trip, you used your mobile phone navigation to walk for more than ten minutes, but found that the route was wrong. You stood in front of a dead end for a long time, and when you turned around, you saw a guy climbing over the wall.

You did the same, and ended up spraining your ankle and feeling the pain for three whole days.

PPS, tell your friends not to go to comic conventions recently as there may be bloody disasters and financial losses.

She is the most superstitious. Whenever she sees something that may affect her fortune, she immediately backs away.

Tsk, this guy has the upper hand over people.

After doing all this, I pressed the lock screen button, and my tense shoulders finally relaxed.

Today is January 2018, 12.

The last word was typed at 20:18, and there are still five days until December 12th.

There are only more than a hundred hours left. No matter what, we must hold on until that day comes.

As for what happened after that... we'll talk about it later.

"Mist-chan."

A dark shadow was reflected at the door. Glass placed her hand on the frosted glass door and knocked twice, asking with a hint of concern, "Are you okay in there? It feels like you've been here for a long time."

"I'm fine." After putting the phone in my pocket, I turned the handle and replied, "I just accidentally spaced out for a while."