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

Chapter 194 Gender Transformation Analysis

When I came out of the pub, it was already 5:30 in the morning. The sun had not yet risen. There was only a faint, soft, fog-like glow on the skyline.

I opened the combination lock of Gojo Satoru's apartment and walked to the door of the guest room. Then I suddenly remembered one thing - there was no bed in the guest room. I had moved the bed into the prison.

After taking a shower, I had no choice but to enter the prison gate again.

Gojo Satoru was lying on the bed bored, with a computer in front of him. The screen showed a fighting game.

He was holding a controller in both hands, controlling the red and blue players. When I came in, he had just let his left hand beat his right hand, so he smiled and said to his left hand: "You win!"

Then he frowned in disappointment and said to his right hand: "You lose!"

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

What the hell is this New Century struggle? It seems I can't stay here for long. My kid is going crazy.

When Gojo Satoru saw me, his eyes lit up, he threw the controller aside and said, "Kiri-chan, you're here..."

"Yes, I'm here." I yawned and said as I lay down on the soft big bed, "Good evening, Gojo Satoru."

I greeted him and said, "Good night, Gojo Satoru."

"Hey." He came to my bedside dissatisfiedly, tilted his head and waved his hand at me, "You came to my place just to sleep?"

He is a real talent for conversation.

"Why can you make something that is obviously very normal sound so ambiguous?" I turned my head in the opposite direction of Gojo Satoru.

"But I'm just stating the facts."

Seeing that I ignored him, Gojo Satoru quietly moved to the other side and continued talking to me, "If anyone has the wrong idea, it's not their fault~"

He also deliberately emphasized the word who.

"Well then." I helplessly stretched out my hand and gave him a very firm middle finger, "Then you are simply a master of foresight, with every possible plan, galloping on a horse, riding on clouds and mist, seeing flowers in the fog, and a riot of colour..."

“You just talked nonsense in the end.” Gojo Satoru yelled, “So perfunctory…”

"I am lucky enough to be able to deal with you..."

But after saying this, he fell silent.

I then lay on my side and took a short rest for a few minutes, when I felt a very powerful gaze resting on the side of my face.

You don’t have to guess to know it’s Gojo Satoru.

"What's the matter again?" I opened my eyes helplessly and looked at him. I felt like my pet cat was jumping onto the table again and was about to push something off.

"No..." Gojo Satoru raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "I'm just admiring my own beauty in the parallel world."

"After all, you didn't even give the mirror to anyone in the prison gate."

"Why do I give you a mirror? To make you the stepfather of Prince Snow White?"

I turned over, raised my arms towards Gojo Satoru, and asked, "Look, look, what conclusion have you come to?" while continuing to close my eyes and rest.

"Hmm..." Gojo Satoru placed his index finger on his chin and slid it gently, looking like he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"I do have some ideas," he said, "but I'm afraid you'll beat me if I tell you."

"Tell me, tell me."

I am very strong now, and nothing can break my defense.

Besides, this is not what my original skin looks like. If he really finds fault with it, he is just scolding himself. What does it have to do with me?

"First of all, the color of your hair and eyes is exactly the same as mine." Gojo Satoru picked out a strand of my hair and analyzed it. "Although it's longer than mine, the hair quality seems to be similar."

"Yeah." I nodded. It was an acceptable conclusion.

"He's a little smaller than me." Gojo Satoru picked up my wrist and shook it, saying, "His hands are also smaller than mine, and his facial features are softer, not very aggressive."

"Yeah." This is acceptable. If I really grow up to be the muscular girl in my dream and still be shy... then on the first day in this world, Principal Ye Moth will not call me a stinky girl, but a monster who will die.

But...Gojo Satoru's appearance is not that aggressive. Even when he is angry, people tease him as a kitten...Of course, if I were there, just pretend I didn't say anything.

"However, what I find most difficult to accept is that his height is only 1.7 meters." Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand and gestured, saying regretfully, "I originally thought that even after the gender change, he would be able to grow to 1.8 meters."

"Hmm...Hmm?" I suddenly opened my eyes and said expressionlessly, "Tell me again."

“That’s right, I originally thought…”

I reached out and pinched Gojo Satoru's mouth, threw off the quilt, sat up and said angrily: "1.7 meters is already very tall, okay!"

"Also, do you think I didn't want to keep growing taller? Huh?" I said, "When I turned 19, I suddenly stopped growing. What could I do?"

When I went to measure my bone age as a child, the doctor assured me that my epiphyseal line would most likely close much later than the average person, and that my parents were both very tall, so I would at least be able to grow to 1.75 meters.

But in the autumn of 18, it suddenly stopped growing!

"It's normal not to grow taller at 19." Gojo Satoru continued to criticize me, "When I was 19, I only grew centimeters taller."

Ahhhhh.......! Damn it, what the hell is he doing in Versailles!

"What's the point of having a body?" I continued to refute unwillingly, "You don't have a brain."

"Do you know why I am so much shorter than you?" I drew a big circle, "Because I absorbed all these nutrients to grow my brain!"

"Eh..." Gojo Satoru looked subtle, "Kiri-chan, but I think you're a little bit stupid..."

It's unbearable, simply unbearable.

"Get lost, you're the fool!" I glared at him, "You're the biggest fool in the universe!"

But Gojo Satoru is smarter than I thought.

The moment I stretched out my hand, he pointed at my wrist and asked, "Wu-chan, since I'm the biggest fool, you should tell me what this thing is."

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

"The thing we have in common is that we both belong to Gojo Kiri/Satoru."

"The difference is related to the gender differences between men and women." He tapped his wrist and asked softly, "But this should not belong to any of the above categories."

"I thought you never asked." I sighed, leaned back and said listlessly.

"So, where did it come from?"

"I don't know either." I stretched out my left hand and placed it straight in front of him. "Since you think I'm stupid, then please analyze it for me, smart handsome guy Gojo, and then tell me."