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

Chapter 412 Thank You Sister

Ijichi's assessment that this mission only needed Yuji alone to complete it was actually not wrong.

The cursed spirit possessing Ito Shouta was indeed very weak. Once it was lured out, the time it would take for Itadori to exorcise it would not even be as long as the time he spent chatting with Yoshino Junpei and the twin sisters.

What actually requires more thought is what happens later.

Ito Shota is a male high school student with a violent and domineering personality. He has an older brother who is twelve years older than him. His father is the school director of Sato-Sakura High School, a middle-aged man with gray hair and a somewhat old look, sitting next to the head teacher who is full of fat intestines.

Because he had a son in his old age, Shota Ito was very much loved at home.

Being able to easily enter school is inseparable from the large amount of donations and resource allocation from his parents. He is usually surrounded by a large group of friends who like to bully students who are alone or have less strong personalities.

When these people get together, they will not only beat up boys, but also follow, stalk and harass girls. However, what they do is relatively covert, and as long as it doesn't get out of hand, teachers will always choose to turn a blind eye to this phenomenon and ignore it for various reasons.

As long as three years pass and they can be successfully sent to university, it will be enough. To this end, the interests and demands of some students can be sacrificed, even if it becomes a shadow of their student days.

Because the level of the cursed spirit was not high and it only targeted one person, and because Riying High School was not the focus of observation, the report from [Window] came much later than usual.

So, after the curse dissipated, Shota Ito was still lying on the hospital bed in the infirmary, unconscious.

Having too much vitality sucked away is tantamount to a serious illness.

The bloodless skin, the unnaturally white mouth, the dark circles under the eyes and the weak breathing all proved that this person would not be able to recover without resting for at least two months.

However, if it is a revenge against school bullying, I think it is far from enough.

"How is it?" Ito Sei, Ito Shouta's father, asked anxiously, "Has the curse they were talking about been resolved?"

It was obvious that this person did not trust my and Yuji's overly young appearance. His slightly furrowed brows, scrutinizing eyes, and body language when he was tapping the table all emphasized this point.

"Mr. Ito." I put my hands together, recalling the charlatan appearance of Geto Suguru in the first round, crossed my hands on the table, squinted my eyes and said in a profound manner, "In my opinion, your son is not going to live long."

"What...what?!" Ito Sei stood up, slammed the table and shouted, "Didn't you say that the cursed spirit has been exorcised?"

"I knew that the younger ones were unreliable. They said that the older Gojo would come." He vented his dissatisfaction without reservation, "In the end, two yellow-haired girls and boys came!"

When Yuji, who was sitting next to me, heard this, he couldn't help but twitch his lips. He came over to me and whispered, "If Gojo-sensei heard this 'older Gojo', he would probably choose to beat him up first."

"It's very possible." I nodded, and then added, "But it's more likely that he used his vicious mouth to make the other party bow down to the ground and feel ashamed to face others."

But that's not the point right now.

"Mr. Ito." I simply used my magical power to hit his knees lightly, forcing him to sit down. Then I continued my deception, "Listen to me first."

"You?!" He looked at his weak legs, his chest heaving, "What are you going to do?"

"Calm down," I said. "I'm just showing off the power of your 'young girl'. Don't panic."

"If I wanted to kill you." I blew on my fingers, and the sharp blade from my fingertips cut his scalp in a straight line accurately, "You would be dead in the next second."

The few sparse white hairs on his head fell down. Shocked by this move, he leaned back on the chair with weak legs and asked anxiously, "Master... what do you want to say?"

"The cursed spirit has indeed been exorcised, but the greater hidden danger has not yet been resolved."

"What hidden danger? Isn't it said that since the cursed spirit has been exorcised, Shouta should be safe?"

"In the final analysis, it's because you indulged him too much." I tapped the table lightly and said leisurely, "Your son must like to make friends with some questionable people."

Hearing what I said, Ito Se immediately turned to look at the head teacher: "What does she mean by that?"

The latter nervously took off his glasses and wiped them, and said with sweat: "Ito-kun, I usually just like to hang out with Sayama, Honda and Nishimura. I don't know much about other things... Oh, and Junpei--"

"That's right." I interrupted him and said, "They should be people named Sayama, Honda and Nishimura. I met those three people when I entered the school just now."

"Shota is usually close to them, so what?" Ito Sei asked doubtfully.

"It's because we're so close." I seized the opportunity and patiently guided them. "Their behavior is very bad. They don't seek to make progress, they are idle and have no ambition to make progress. What's more terrible is that they are actually people with bad luck in their fate!"

"A cursed spirit?!" Ito looked at me doubtfully and asked, "Could it be that they are the ones who brought about the cursed spirit this time?"

"Yes." I nodded without hesitation, "They are the ones who brought us here."

"Then what is your suggestion..." Ito Se thought for a moment and asked quickly, "Will it be useful to let them transfer schools immediately? I can let them go now."

"Do not."

He was stunned.

"This is far from enough." I shook my head, pretending to be regretful, and continued to learn from Xia Youjie, "Not only must they transfer, but your son must also transfer, and the farther away from this school the better."

"Why is that?!" Ito Sei was a little surprised and doubtful, and was very reluctant to make such a decision. "Could it be that this school is also incompatible with Shota?"

"That's not the case." I shook my head and said seriously, "It's not that this school and he are in conflict, but the evil spirit of those people has been passed on to your son."

"If he doesn't leave here, not only will he die soon, but he will also bring harm to all his family and friends. By then, everyone may be infected with his bad luck and their life span will be shortened."

Ito Sei turned to look at Ito Shota, his face full of dismay and disbelief.

"Of course." I added lightly, "You can also choose not to believe me. Although I am powerful, knowledgeable and willing to give you advice, I am young, so it is normal for you not to believe me."

"It's just that we were able to save him in time this time, so he survived. It's hard to say whether we will be so lucky next time."

"Then... do you have any suggestions on where to transfer to?" He looked at me, as if he was completely convinced.

"First of all, he can't stay in Kanagawa... No, he can't even stay in Tokyo. The farther away from here, the better." I said, "It would be best to go to a place with strict discipline that can suppress his evil spirit."

"From what you said...you wouldn't ask me to send him to a juvenile detention center, right?" Ito Se asked.

The juvenile detention center is a place where juvenile offenders are detained. Since Shota Ito has not been convicted yet, it is not certain that he can be admitted.

"That's not the case," I said. "As long as it's a strictly supervised school, it's fine."

"............" Ito Sei's face became even darker. He first glanced at Ito Shota who was still lying on the hospital bed, and finally hardened his heart, closed his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you and let him transfer to another school."

It doesn’t matter whether Ito Shouta is sent to a juvenile detention center or not.

Because Mimiko and Nanako have been secretly collecting evidence of what Yoshino Junpei had done since they saw him being bullied for the first time.

The reality is that it is difficult to change a person's nature. Before entering high school, Ito Shota had done a lot of bad things, all of which were settled with the financial support of his father.

This is probably why Ito Sei immediately thought of the juvenile detention center when I mentioned it.

They planned to send all these things to the school immediately after these people transferred to other schools and spread them so that the bullies could also experience the feeling of being isolated.

If they plan to do something again, they will easily be sent to a juvenile detention center.

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After finishing all the matters this time and saying goodbye to Yoshino Junpei and the Kagome sisters, it was already around 4:30 in the afternoon.

I invited Junpei Yoshino to enter the technical high school, but he refused.

"I'm not ready to fully step into that world yet." He looked at Nanako and Mimiko and said, "I think it's better for me to learn here with the two 'teachers' first."

Since that was the case, I didn't say anything more. I walked with Yuji on the campus road and went out along the corridor.

The sunshine hours in summer are relatively long, but the sun is already slowly setting in the west. The light shines on Tiger Stick, casting a shadow. The boy's face is not as lively and cheerful as before. He looks at the scenery outside and says to me, "Sister Youxin."

"Huh?" I turned around and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Will things like Junpei's experience never disappear?" He pursed his lips, his eyes flickering, "The strong rely on their power to bully the weak, and the teachers who have the ability to manage them turn a blind eye and allow this to happen."

I remembered what my uncle once said, and was silent for a few seconds, and did not choose to lie to him: “Yes, it will not disappear.”

"As long as there are people, the struggle will not disappear and will continue to happen all the time."

He turned and looked at me.

"Just like when we were removing the cursed spirits, we knew in our hearts that as long as human negative emotions could continue to generate cursed spirits, this day would never end."

"But..." I said to him, "this is the meaning of our existence. We can't completely prevent such things from happening, but we can make them less and less, even if it's just this, don't you think?"

"Yeah." He nodded seriously and said, "I won't give up trying."

"Ah...but." Yuji scratched his head, suddenly laughed, and said to me, "Speaking of hard work, I suddenly remembered that the transaction with Ryomen Sukuna seems to have not been reported to Gojo-sensei yet."

"I'll call him now." He took out his cell phone.

Me: “............” No, how did your thoughts jump from there to here? And does Gojo Satoru have anything to do with hard work?

The last time I heard about him and this word was when he finished two Daifuku, three cakes and a whole cup of milk tea in one go and tried to get another serving of ice cream, and then Geto Suguru grabbed him by the back of his neck and he held on to his chair and tried hard not to be dragged away, right? !

Yuji was still looking at me expectantly.

"Okay, okay." I waved my hand helplessly at him and said, "Remember to describe my image as more upright, resolute, and righteous, and highlight my image and the ugly face of Ryoumen Sukuna."

"Uh-huh."

"Then go make the call."

Out of sight, out of mind. I walked around the corridor and took two steps forward. Suddenly, I heard someone shouting behind me.

"Wait a minute, Miss Yuji!"

It was Mimiko's voice. She ran up behind me, put her hands on her knees, and said with a heavy breath, "Please wait a moment before you leave."

"Anything else?" I asked puzzled.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her, illuminating every expression clearly.

Mimiko took two deep breaths, straightened up and looked at me with bright eyes, and said seriously, "In the summer of 2006, in a small mountain village far away from Tokyo, my mother, whose name was Oko Kaba, had drowned accidentally."

"Although there were many people watching, no one was willing to even try to lend a helping hand. It was a big black-haired sister who passed by and jumped in desperately to pull her out."

"But she didn't leave her name or contact information, she just disappeared without a trace."

“………” I opened my mouth, trying to say something.

"Please listen to me." Mimiko continued, "Her rescue changed Nanako and I's lives. It can be said that from that moment on, we decided to lend a helping hand to those in need and save as many people as possible."

"From the beginning, I felt that you looked very familiar. Maybe you are her, maybe you are not, or maybe you have long forgotten that incident. All possibilities are possible."

"Whether you are her or not, I want to say this." She took a deep breath, her voice choked with sobs, and bowed deeply to me, saying, "Thank you."

"Thank you, sister, for saving us from hell."