The Goofy Spring Breeze Blows Everywhere, Geto's Sister is Truly Impressive Ch. 14

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Somehow, even his own luck had improved just by working with her. After winning a few rounds, he had no complaints about this partnership.

At that moment, Toji was lazily leaning against the railing. When Chihori returned, he glanced at her but didn't bother asking anything. Instead, he casually said, "That thing you wanted me to find? Got a lead on it."

"The strawberry milk factory?" Chihori's eyes lit up. "You found one?"

Toji had outsourced the job through a secondary bounty request. But as a professional bounty hunter, he also checked it out himself. He had even gone to the factory, taken a quick tour, and—expressionless as ever—drunk a few sips of their strawberry milk.

Chihori asked eagerly, "So? How was it? You think it's all-natural, no additives? Or just a bunch of artificial flavors and fruit concentrate?"

"......" Toji really didn't want to answer that question. Instead, he made a hand gesture. "Anyway, it'll cost about this much."

"No problem." Chihori glanced up at the betting board. "At this rate, we'll have enough in three or four days."

She gave a big thumbs-up. "Once I develop it, I'll make sure you and your kid get to taste it—the real, revolutionized strawberry milk!"

"Oh, and also the magical flavors I wanna create, like pickled chili cream milk. Straight from the wonders of nature!"

Toji: "......"

Toji, deadpan: "If you want me to taste-test, you have to pay me."

Chihori: "Deal."

[System: Toji has successfully dodged Chihori's experimental taste-test trap!]

Chihori: [Hey! Why call it a trap? Pickled veggies, chili, and cream all taste great on their own!]

[System: Yeah, but together? That's a whole disaster. That's straight-up cursed energy flavor!]

Toji casually shoved one hand in his pocket, eyes drifting back to the racetrack. Continuing from their earlier conversation, he said, "The factory's in Kawasaki, Kanagawa Prefecture. I'll send you the address. You can check it out in advance if you want."

Chihori thought about it for a moment, then nodded. "Alright, I'll go tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Toji raised an eyebrow and turned his head toward her. "Tomorrow night, there's an underground betting event you don't wanna miss."

As per their agreement, Chihori had to stick with Toji these next few days to help him place bets until they hit their target earnings.

"I know." Chihori grinned. "Don't worry, I'll be back by nightfall. It won't take long."

"Fine." Toji nodded lazily, though his tone carried an unspoken authority. "Book your tickets in advance. Don't be late just 'cause you couldn't get one."

"Don't worry," Chihori replied. "Walking doesn't require tickets."

Toji: "?"

Toji frowned. Something about this didn't sound right.

Chihori: Traveling by foot, one step at a time!

[System: And here it is! Chihori's human bullet train at 270 km/h—nature's eco-friendly travel option! (sponsored ad voice)]

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With the money and factory situation mostly settled, Chihori decided to draft a formula before heading to Kawasaki.

After some thought, she pulled up the [Equivalent Exchange Program] and typed in her request:

{Strawberry milk formula. Smooth and sweet, able to mask the taste of medicine or cursed spirits, completely harmless. Refreshing aftertaste, leaves a pleasant lingering sweetness.}

Chihori: With this, not only can I use it myself, but my little brother won't have to suffer through cursed spirit nausea anymore!

If cursed spirits and strawberry milk could be consumed together, they could completely eliminate the disgusting rag-soaked-in-curse-residue taste.

Chihori knew all too well the nausea and pain Suguru Geto endured whenever he [absorbed] cursed spirits. She'd been on medication for years herself, so she could relate.

Then, recalling what she'd binge-read in manga recently, she hesitated for a second before adding another line:

{Also, I'd like it to have the ability to replace the Star Plasma Vessel—only for Master Tengen's longevity and cellular renewal.}

No more tragedies. No more trauma triggers. Erase all potential for villain arcs!

The system stared at her request for a moment, then hesitated. [Uh... I think you might be asking for a bit much. This could crash the system.]

Chihori: [Alright, let me tweak it.]

She deleted the extra details and rewrote:

{Strawberry milk formula. Overpowers all flavors. Star Plasma Vessel substitute.}

—Technically, it was still the same request, just... in a very concise format.

And, true to its name, the dumb-beautiful system lived up to expectations. After scanning the request, it saw no issue whatsoever.

[Alrighty! This should be fine. Running the program now.]

The [Equivalent Exchange Program] wasn't all that complicated. It simply took in a {request} and randomly generated a {condition} of roughly equal difficulty for the exchange.

For Chihori's strawberry milk request, the program spit out the following condition:

{Watch a total of 50 hours of the Japanese version of 'Morality & Law' and 50 hours of 'Pretty Cure'—together with the special-grade cursed spirit, .}

Chihori's eyes lit up. "Whoa! Pretty Cure is airing?!"

[System: ...Can you please focus on the important part here?!]

A real sorcerer was unpredictable, appearing and disappearing like a ghost. Even Chihori, who was dealing with a special-grade curse, had no idea where the other party might show up. Maybe it had just been born, still in its budding phase, just starting to understand the world.

System: [And then immediately gets persecuted?]

Chihori: [Nah, that's called properly understanding the world!]

So, according to her plan, Chihori decided to first check out the strawberry milk factory—at least that place wasn't going anywhere. Who knew? She might have just run into the target by chance.

Kanagawa Prefecture, Kawasaki City.

That was the location of the strawberry milk factory that Toji had scouted out and passed on to her.

Like an ordinary passerby, Chihori made her way from the rural fields to the city, arriving in a small park. She brought with her the breeze from the treetops, the morning dew, and... a completely clueless green snake.

Wait—a green snake?!

Chihori screeched to a halt from her 270 km/h sprint, only to discover in shock that a green snake was wrapped around her arm!

All credit goes to the original author
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