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

Chapter 324: One-Day Tour in Dreamland (Part 1)

When Tiger Stick was little.....he was so cute!!!!!!!!!!!!

It is even smaller than when I met Hui, about the size of a pink and tender little cake, and can be swallowed in one bite.

Although I was screaming like a dolphin in my heart, I remained calm on the surface. I just unconsciously used the clip sound and smiled gently, "This is your ball."

"Here, here you go." I handed the ball to him, "Be careful, hold it well."

"Thank you, sister." His body was too small to hold the volleyball with only two hands. He touched it with great care, then puffed up his chest and said loudly, "If you drop something in the future, I will help you pick it up."

“Hahahahaha, fine, fine.” After enduring it again and again, I still couldn’t help but rub his little head, “I know, thank you.”

A warm and peaceful atmosphere.

It's just that some people who have four eyes but can't use any of them have to jump out at this time to show their presence: "Hey, woman, the tone of your speech is too disgusting, change it back."

"If you want to change it, then change it." I always have two faces when dealing with different people. I raised my eyes and said impatiently, "Don't stand here and get in the way."

He sneered and walked straight into a store next door.

Too lazy to think about what he was going to do, I squatted down and whispered to Itadori: "Yuji, although you are a child now, do you have any impression of me?"

"Oh." He opened his eyes wide and nodded honestly.

"Great." I held his shoulders and said seriously, "Listen, you have to remember me..."

"You are the kind sister who helped me pick up the ball." He held the ball with sparkling eyes, "I will never forget you."

Ah... well, how should I put it? It’s not a question of forgetting or not.

I hope that when you return to reality, you can still remember this matter!

When I was struggling with how to explain this topic to Yu Zhang, he seemed to hear something, looked around, and then said to me: "Sister, I went out with Grandpa."

"Goodbye, sister." After finding the right direction, he waved at me, "I'm going back to find him."

"Hey, wait!" I straightened up and prepared to grab him.

But this is Yuji's dream. If he wanted to leave, he would be much faster than me.

After a few taps, the little boy's figure disappeared in the white mist.

"This kid, how come even the food in his dreams tastes so bad." Turning my head again, I saw Ryomen Sukuna coming out with a bucket of oden, frowning and saying, "Rubbish."

Me: “…” If you think it’s rubbish, don’t eat it.

I turned my head back silently, raised my foot, and threw Ryoumen Sukuna behind me.

*

In the original work of Jukai, there wasn't much description of Ryomen Sukuna's mental space. Plus, this is Yuji's dream world, so it's completely beyond the scope of the topic.

For a moment, I couldn't find a good solution, so I had to rely on what I saw in the information and the vague impression of Yuzhang's hometown, and walk in the direction marked on the map.

However, not long after we walked, I saw Hisahito standing at a busy intersection with empty hands and a confused look on his face.

Looks like he's about to cry.

"Yuujin!" I ran over and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Sister." He shook his head, clenched his fists and said worriedly, "Grandpa is lost and I can't find him."

"Tsk." Ryoumen Sukuna casually threw away the stick, walked over leisurely, and said without disguising, "Little boy, your grandfather is not lost, he is dead, do you understand?"

“Hey, are you sick?” I picked up little Youren in annoyance, rolled my eyes and yelled at him, “Don’t follow me again!”

"Let's go." I flew up, making sure I left Sukuna far behind, and then I said, "I'll take you to find Grandpa."

"That..." Little Tiger Stick covered his eyes, his face flushed red, and he said embarrassedly, "Sister, I can walk by myself."

"Ah," I said, "It's okay, you're super light."

"But I'm a big kid." He put his hands down and said very seriously, "Grandpa said that big kids walk by themselves."

But the fleshy feel is really good!

In the past, both Hui and Tsumiki said that they were too old and refused to let me hold them. Sigh…

"Okay then." I reluctantly put him on the ground, holding his hand and walking slowly forward, "Is your home in this direction?"

"Yeah." He nodded, "It's this way."

"Youjin." A middle-aged man wearing a headscarf standing in front of a snack stand on the street called him, "Here, this is for you."

As he spoke, he handed over the biggest and reddest string of candied haws and said with a smile, "This is my reward to thank you for helping me with my work today."

"Thank you, Uncle Tuzeng." The child next to him suddenly grew taller and looked about seven or eight years old. He politely took the candied haws and took a big bite of it. Then he showed a sour expression: "So sour!"

“Ahahahaha…” Uncle Tu Zeng immediately pinched his waist and laughed heartily, “That’s how it is to eat hawthorn. It will taste sour at the first bite, but slowly, the sweetness will come up.”

"You're talking about weird life philosophies again." He took another bite and said with a bulging mouth, "But it does taste better now."

"Youjin." The owner of the pork shop next to the snack stand waved at him, "Is your grandfather home?"

"Uh, she should be here, what's up Aunt Kaneko?"

I saw that he had grown a lot taller and now looked to be in his early teens.

"Please tell him that today's meat is almost sold out and I will close the stall early. If he wants to buy some, he has to come early."

"Okay." He nodded and replied, "I'll remember it."

"Yujin." A few steps away, another toy stall owner called him, "This is a little windmill for you, take it."

"Eh?" He was stunned, touched his head and said, "But I didn't buy it."

"Hey, I didn't buy it. I gave it to you." He patted the boy's shoulder and said, "It's a reward for you for being a good boy all along."

"Hisuhito." "Hisuhito." "Hisuhito."

Along the way, I saw many people greet him and give him gifts.

Well...even though he lost his parents shortly after he was born, perhaps it was because he met so many kind people during his growth that he was able to live as lively and cheerful as he is today.

With every step we took, little Hisahito grew larger.

By the time he was stopped by two students in school uniforms and asked to join the track and field club to break the world record, he had become a teenager about the same age as I remembered him.

"Got it." Yuji gave an apologetic smile and said very firmly, "I already have a club I like."

I think it's about the supernatural club before the story begins.

“Not in this school,” he said.

Eh? I was stunned.

At this moment, someone suddenly ran over, holding a cell phone and shouting, "Yuji-kun, the hospital where your grandfather is called, and the doctor wants you to come over!"