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

Chapter 459 The Art of Language

Facts have proved that when people suffer a great blow, they tend to appear calm.

I feel like there is no need for me to go out in this life.

If we were just talking about it just now, now it seems that we can consider the possibility of implementation.

Ryomen Sukuna gave my already precarious reputation two more fierce kicks, and then mercilessly added fuel to the fire, which has now been completely burned to ashes.

So this is what his ultimate plan is trying to achieve?

Through shameless self-destruction and self-destruction, I lost the courage to face others, and finally I fell to the ground and died because of excessive shame? ? ? !

Isn't it a bit too boring for a person who has lived for thousands of years to have only food and these twists and turns in his mind?

"Qiudou Madai, Sister Youxin, don't lose your shine!" Yuji held my shoulders and tried hard to call my soul back. He said loudly, "I believe everyone is just joking. After the misunderstanding is resolved, everything will return to normal. It won't matter."

"Also, I'll help explain it!"

“Hehehe…” I smiled at him like a resentful female ghost, “It didn’t happen to you, so of course you can say that.”

"If you were the one being misunderstood, you definitely wouldn't be able to remain as calm as you are now!"

Yuji was at a loss for words for a moment, but still struggled to say: "... Although that's what I said, but——"

"I say, you've all missed the point!" Outside the mental image space, Wild Rose finally came to her senses, sorted out her confused thoughts, and finally shouted, ending this farce.

Of course, this also interrupted what Yuji was about to say to me.

"Can you please not talk about arranged marriages so blatantly? You'll be called an old-fashioned person, uncle."

"Also, Fushiguro and I came here today—" Her eyes lit up, and there seemed to be righteousness rising between her brows, "to find out why Yuji suddenly left without saying goodbye to go practice!"

"Are you guys talking nonsense just to divert attention so you can avoid explaining?!"

"Well done, Wild Rose." I clenched my fist and said excitedly, "You are indeed a clear-minded, sharp-eyed and intelligent person. You have beaten all these guys!"

Keep asking, it would be best to dispel all these messy rumors and gossips that were instigated by Ryoumen Sukuna.

However, before I finished speaking for half a second, I heard her continue, "As for who Sister Youxin really likes in her heart, we can create a group and talk about it slowly later. There's no rush anyway."

I:"……"

"Ahahahaha... eh eh eh, about the whereabouts of Yuji..." Gojo Satoru laughed, looked up at the sky and thought, "How should I tell you guys?"

"It was his own choice to leave with Lalu to practice without discussing it with you."

Fushiguro Megumi, Kugisaki Nobara: "?"

“Well…” Gojo Satoru said, “That is to say.”

"You still remember the time when Hisahito faked his death once."

"Yeah, I remember." Wild Rose curled her lips and narrowed her eyes between her thumb and index finger. "I was just a little bit away from really beating him to death."

In the mental space, Tiger Stick felt the hair that suddenly stood up and shivered with lingering fear.

"That's the reason." Gojo Satoru raised a thumb, nodded happily, and said, "So, Nobara, do you understand why Yuji left?"

"...I don't understand at all." Nobara and Fushiguro Megumi looked long-faced, "What on earth are you talking about?"

"Ahem." Gojo Satoru waved his hands, cleared his throat, and said, "What Yuhito meant was, actually."

"He thinks you're all too weak and need some exercise."

"What?" Wild Rose said angrily, "How can that guy be stronger than us? How dare he talk like that? Is he asking for a beating again?!"

Yuji jumped up, pointed at Gojo Satoru's face and said loudly: "What? What I said was - I think we are all too weak, and we need to work harder to improve and catch up with the teacher!"

Gojo Satoru: "He said you guys are not motivated and always wasting time on unimportant things."

Yuji grabbed his hair and said dejectedly: "I obviously meant that I don't want the news of my death to cause them a shock and trouble. A fierce battle is about to begin. Instead of feeling sad for me, it would be more important for them to focus on improving their strength!"

Gojo Satoru: "So nominally, he and Lalu left to practice abroad, but in reality, he wanted to motivate you to work harder and grow by leaving!"

"Haha, does he think he is some very important person? And he's encouraging."

Yuji: "Ahhhhh...! Gojo-sensei, what on earth are you talking about?! Didn't I say at the time that even if they knew about my death one day, they should turn this sadness into motivation and use it in places where everyone is needed more!?"

"Do these two sentences mean the same thing, Mr. Gojo?!"

The boy's pink hair was pulled in his hand, tangled and messy, just like the balls of yarn I've seen that had been torn by a cat's claws.

I remained silent but watched the whole process: "..."

Wow, Gojo Satoru really understands the art of language. Now, let alone feeling sad for Itadori's death, even if he was really buried, Nobara and Meowgumi would only have the urge to dig him up and kill him again.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Wild Rose smiled grimly. She clenched her fingers into her palms, making a crackling sound: "Yuji is right, Gojo-sensei."

"We really should work harder to improve, so that when we meet that guy again, we can smash his face with one punch!"

Fushiguro Megumi: "I agree with her opinion."

Tiger Stick: “…”

He let go of his hands completely, revealing a desperate smile of despair.

"Are you still planning to come back to life, Hisahito?" I asked.

"No, Sister Youxin." He said numbly, "I also agree with your opinion now."

"It feels like staying here forever, doesn't it?..."