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

Chapter 515: Personal Bodyguard

"The cursed spirits are getting weaker and weaker. I only used two moves and it turned into ashes. It's so useless."

"For you, whether it was then or now, it's only two seconds. It doesn't make any difference, right?"

"Tsk, anyway, I'm done here, Jay, how about you?"

"It's almost the same here. There are a total of 132 passengers, 23 of whom are carrying cursed spirits, four of which are level three, and the rest are not worth mentioning. I spent some time to exorcise them all. I guess they are all sighing that their bodies have become lighter now."

"But it's a bit strange to say that, it's really rare to see a special-grade cursed spirit on a plane - it really seems like it's looking for someone..."

A few people spoke briefly to each other, and suddenly turned their eyes to me who was daydreaming.

"Lily, how are you, have you come to your senses?"

"No." My eyes lost focus, still looking out the window hazily, and I said, "Give me a little more time."

Although I have known for a long time that monsters exist, the situation now is completely different from that time, so it is normal that I need some time to digest it.

It is not so easy to transform and reshape your world views!

"Let me review it for you." Gojo Satoru took a step forward, came close to me, and said with a grin, "You didn't travel to the comic world, and we didn't travel to the real world either."

"Look." He placed his large, strong palm in front of me and waved it back and forth. "This is a human hand. We are living human beings just like you. We are not paper figures."

Me: ".......Why don't you just turn into a paper man?"

In general, the reason why the serialized comic book of Jujutsu Kaisen that I saw appeared is that an artist who knew them very well processed and adapted some things that happened in the past based on the setting of the Jujutsu world, and then submitted them to Jump.

Unexpectedly, it became popular in every street and alley, and its fame quickly expanded from a small range to the world of ordinary people.

"What we call cursed spirits are actually what you call 'monsters'," Gojo Satoru said. "Like what is described in the comics, we are all sorcerers, and our job is to exorcise cursed spirits and maintain order."

"Like the one just now, it's also within our scope of responsibility."

"If it's said to be processing... then it doesn't seem surprising that there can be such a large deviation." I nodded and muttered to myself while looking at them.

"What deviation?"

"That's right," I pointed at Geto Suguru and Shigeki Fushiguro, confidently and bluntly saying, "According to the plot, the two of you broke up ten years ago, and you killed them both with your own hands. They were enemies because of Tenriko's incident, so your relationship should have been very bad."

"They haven't fought yet and are still sitting quietly on the sofa. I guess--" Before I could finish my sentence, I suddenly realized something and looked at them with wide eyes.

wrong.

They have fought.

Now that I think about it, when I was staying at the Hilton Hotel, the noise coming from next door was not some sound training rehearsal, but a fight to the death.

"You guessed it, Lily." Xiayou Jie did not deny the fact that he disliked Fushiguro Shier. He took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "But don't worry, even if we fight, we won't make a big noise."

"It's just a discussion."

The sparring was so intense that people thought the entire demolition team was here... What misunderstanding do you sorcerers have about these two words?

"So.....Is Tenriko really dead?"

"No, I guess he's working overtime in some company right now."

...Have you become a corporate slave?!

"What about Haibara Yuu? And..." I thought of the characters in the comics who died quickly and were quickly killed, and asked hurriedly, "And Nana Ming, is Nana Ming still okay?"

"Hmm... Huibara is working overtime, Nana Ming, Nana Ming is also working overtime." Gojo Satoru thought for a moment, nodded affirmatively, and said, "Yes, they are all working overtime."

Me: “….” Ah… People in your world of sorcery are either on business trips or working overtime all the time. For some reason it feels like your lives sound so hard. What’s going on?

"But is it okay for you to allow this kind of comic to continue to be serialized on the online platform?" I remembered that Natsume was once ostracized because he could see monsters, and asked with some concern, "Will it cause any bad influence?"

"What bad effects could there be?"

"For example..." I thought hard for a while and said, "For example, some hostile forces took the comic books to study, and then found your weaknesses in them and used them to stir up trouble?"

"Pfft." Gojo Satoru covered his mouth and laughed uncontrollably. He patted the sofa, tears almost falling from the corners of his eyes, "Yuri-chan, you're so cute."

A huge question mark popped up above my head.

"Cute." He poked my cheek and said with a smile, "I'm so touched that you can worry about this for us."

"......Hey, take your hands away and get out of here." I glared at him with dead fish eyes, "You look a little annoyed already."

Putting aside the fact that the artist is suspected of violating other people's portrait rights and privacy rights without permission, he has drawn Gojo Satoru's personality one-to-one. However, it really makes people want to commit a crime to think that he is so stupid in real life!

"Hey, but if I were to say what kind of troubles comics bring to me, then there are some."

"What's that bothering you?"

Gojo Satoru spread his hands and sighed helplessly: "I'm always being secretly photographed, followed, hit on, and asked to take photos."

"I can't help it. Being too handsome and popular is sometimes a problem. Oh, I wish I were a little more ordinary."

Me: “........” Got it. Now I’ll help you beat this face into a pig’s head.

As expected, once you get a little familiar with this kind of person, you can't help but raise your hands.

The total flight time of the plane is relatively short. The flight attendant just came over to remind us that we will arrive at our destination in about five minutes.

So we took advantage of this break to pack up our things and prepare to get off the plane.

Just at this moment, Geto Xiayou called me.

"Lily." He lowered his head and whispered, "I'm really sorry about what happened today."

"Ah?" I was stunned, touched the back of my neck in confusion, and asked, "Why are you embarrassed? If you hadn't all boarded this plane, I'm afraid all of us, more than a hundred people, wouldn't be able to go home."

Speaking of which, I still feel a little scared.

Just imagine, if they happened to miss this flight, or had no intention of boarding this plane, then... would I have become a corpse now?

"That's why." Xia Youjie's expression did not improve. Instead, it became even darker. He said, "Because at the beginning, we didn't plan to return to Tokyo."

"I almost let you go back alone." He closed his eyes and said, "Anyway, this was our negligence."

"So, could you please take this?"

"What is this?" I looked at a tiny creature, about half the size of a piece of rubber, emerging from his open palm with curiosity, and asked, "Is this also a cursed spirit?"

"Yes." He nodded and said, "Please keep this with you. It can help you detect the surrounding situation at any time. If you encounter danger, you will contact me immediately."

"If it's close, I will rush over as soon as possible." He paused, and then continued, "If it's far away, I can also let Wu come."

I pulled the corner of my mouth and said, "Well, well... isn't this a bit too much of a fuss?"

It feels like I got a magic weapon that can summon a top-level sorcerer.

"Oh, by the way." Gojo Satoru came over, crossed his arms and continued, "Because the three of us are not in Tokyo, I feel a little worried, so I also called a personal bodyguard to come over."

Me: "Bodyguard?"

For ten minutes, I looked at a 1.8-meter tall blond, cheerful beauty who appeared out of nowhere in the airport, my eyes wide open in disbelief.

You called a top-class sorcerer to be my personal bodyguard? !

"Don't worry." Fushiguro Shige said lazily, "I've already paid the money in advance, so you don't have to pay for it. But it's still quite expensive, so just use her more and squeeze it back for me."

Me: Uh heh heh heh... This person asked me to exploit the special grade sorcerer... Uh heh heh...

Is this a matter of money?! They actually want to send me to death!