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

Chapter 177 A Difficult Clothes Shopping Trip

I, Yuri Suzuki, think that as a corporate slave, buying a suitable and decent piece of clothing is not a difficult thing to do.

The fact is, if I go out alone, there really is no obstacle.

However, I have Gojo Satoru following me.

So, something that was originally very reasonable and should be done became extremely difficult.

"Wu-chan Wu-chan." This guy was so excited that he looked like a poor kid who had never seen the world and had just run out of an isolated valley. (Actually, that's not the case at all!)

"That pink dress is so pretty, why don't you try it on~"

I turned my head (although I could see it without turning my head), and on the shelf was a deathly Barbie pink puffy skirt that was supported by a crinoline, was nearly half a meter long, had lace edges and gold thread, and had an oversized peony flower sewn at the waist.

It is similar to the one that the short-sighted Gojo Satoru brought in the first world.

"No." I said to him mercilessly the first time I saw him, "If you want me to wear it, you might as well wear it yourself after you get out of prison."

If I wear this out, the number of people turning their heads to look at me on the whole street will soar to 100%!

Although thanks to Gojo Satoru's good looks, the effect would be almost the same without the eye mask.

But one is appreciation and the other is a joke, there is still a big difference!

I also didn't expect that wearing the eye patch would make me look like a poor blind beauty, which would attract a lot of sympathetic inquiries and malicious conversations.

"Eh~" Gojo Satoru said regretfully, "I asked before, and they said they didn't have any size for the 1.9-meter-tall handsome boy."

There are so many flaws in this sentence that I don't even know where to start.

First of all, you actually asked? This kind of behavior of imitating Umetaro Nozaki is just like the same voice actor? !

Secondly, you are already 28, can you please stop calling yourself a beautiful boy...even though you are indeed beautiful.

Why don’t you go and make it custom-made if you feel regretful in the end? Why do you have to catch me and waste it?

"No way." I adjusted my direction expressionlessly and walked to the urban white-collar area that symbolizes comfort, cleanliness and decorum.

If I have to choose between having Gojo Satoru's gender-swapped character become ooc and losing face in front of everyone, I would rather choose the former.

After going through the first two worlds, I have become enlightened. Gojo Satoru's tortuous way of thinking and his amazing brain circuits are not something that mortals like me can easily catch up with.

After all, I now have blue eyes, white hair, six eyes, and a giant statue that looks just like him. Who dares to say that I am not Gojo Mist?

As a female, I have a different personality from Gojo Satoru who is a male. This sounds completely reasonable!

Besides, even if there are doubts, who can beat me?

Even Gojo Satoru is staying in the cat box (even though there is only one week left)

But to be frank, I am the boss now. The entire technical college is my world and I can do whatever I want.

Hehehehehehehe... When I get back I will force Meegumi to call me mother. I laughed grimly.

"Kiri-chan." I was holding a brown casual suit and looking at the dressing mirror, when Gojo Satoru suddenly said, "You're smiling like a villain right now~"

Humph, I ignored him and continued laughing.

Gojo Satoru hugged his shoulders and said, "Kiri-chan... seriously, stop laughing. I'm a little scared."

"You're so annoying." I said unhappily, "Why do you have so much to say when someone is trying on clothes?"

You know, every time I change clothes with this guy, I have to overcome psychological barriers and try hard to convince myself that Gojo Satoru is a cat. It's very hard!

"When you come out some other day, I will force you to wear a bunch of messy clothes and parade you through the streets. Then you will behave yourself."

Gojo Satoru can't be honest at all.

When I changed into the third set of clothes, he started to get restless again.

"In the corner, at the nine o'clock position, on the hanger in the corner." He said excitedly, "Wu Jiang Wu Jiang, I think that skirt really suits you~"

I followed his words and looked at the clothes in the corner.

It is a gradient mid-waist tube dress with layers of blue and white on the skirt, like a blooming rose.

The waist is embellished with a small string of round and delicate pearls, which not only exudes a faint luster, but also adds a touch of elegance to the whole dress.

I have to say that he had an excellent eye for choosing this dress.

But I still took one look and rejected it.

"No." I said without turning my head.

"Why!?" Hearing what I said, Gojo Satoru rolled over and over on the bed and asked like a spoiled child, "I think it suits you very well~"

"It will look really, really good on you!!!"

"why why why?"

"Why so many whys?" I said impatiently, "Come on, I'm a sorcerer, I have to fight every day."

"Not only is it inconvenient to run around in a skirt like this, but also..."

Moreover, the clothes are blue and white, which will get dirty easily during a fight and is too troublesome to wash.

It feels much more comfortable to kick people while wearing pants. You don’t have to worry about exposing yourself when stepping on the curser’s face. How great is that.

However, halfway through my speech, my eyes suddenly widened a little, and then the voice of explanation stopped.

Oops, I subconsciously brought in the way we get along with each other from the first two worlds...

But now I am Gojo Mist, not an ordinary sorcerer.

One normal attack of mine can solve most of the problems, not to mention that I have no bottom line. Not to mention getting my clothes dirty, even the soles of my shoes won't get dirty. This excuse is totally untenable.

"Why did you stop talking halfway?" Gojo Satoru asked me with a hint of confusion, blinking his big eyes innocently, as if he didn't take my suspicious pause to heart at all.

"Ah..." I smiled stiffly, took stagnant steps, and went to the front desk to check out the clothes. "I suddenly felt that you were right. The skirt is really beautiful."

"I should buy it and wear it out beautifully to show off to everyone."

"You're right, aren't you?"

"Yes, yes." Gojo Satoru clapped his hands happily and said, "Kiri-chan, if you wear this skirt and go out, you will definitely be the most handsome guy in the whole high school."

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

Uh, hehe... Why do I have the feeling that he is deliberately setting a trap for me... It must be an illusion... I hope it is an illusion.