The Goofy Spring Breeze Blows Everywhere, Geto's Sister is Truly Impressive Ch. 38
Toji held the squash, while Chihori tugged on Mahito who was fixed in place, making sure Mahito and the squash maintained the "bug" distance and then moved the position back to the sofa.
Toji actually suggested using some tables and chairs along with ropes to fix the squash in place, so they wouldn't have to hold it by hand.
But—
Chihori rubbed her chin and replied, "That doesn't seem to work. This Squash has a lot of momentum, it can break through almost any restraint, and the structure built from objects can't hold it."
Toji furrowed his brow. "Then why can a person hold this cursed tool?"
Chihori answered seriously, "Because the Squash craves a loving hug."
Toji: "?"
"The Squash, with a face full of defiance and the body of a fierce warrior, is actually a delicate and gentle plant at heart. As long as you give it a warm hug, it'll gladly bug for you! The rules are timeless, and it rewrites them for you."
Toji: "..."
Although he could understand every word, how come he didn't get the whole thing when they were put together?!
Is this how young people talk?
Toji: I must be getting old.jpg
System: [No, no, no, Daddy! Don't doubt yourself!! You're a perfectly normal person!!]
Since the TV was playing, Chihori thought for a moment, then switched the movie back to "Ethics and Law (Nihon version)", and then turned to Toji and said:
"Let's watch this one for 50 hours. It's a bit more serious. When we get tired, we'll switch to something light and cheerful, like 'Precure'!"
Toji, looking laid-back, wasn't interested in whatever was playing on the TV.
But when he noticed the title "Ethics and Law," he raised an eyebrow with some interest and said, "Oh... ethics, law, why are we watching this suddenly?"
"Whatever's missing, we fill it in." Chihori nodded.
Toji chuckled softly, his voice low. "I didn't know you were so self-aware. You even actively study this."
Chihori paused, then dramatically leaned back and said, "Wait a minute, Toji-san, why do you think I'm the one missing this? Why don't I have ethics and law?!"
Toji didn't answer, but Chihori could see his reply in his eyes—his left eye said, and his right eye said.
System: [I just want to weakly complain, how can so much be read from someone's eyes...]
Chihori waved away the system's complaint in her mind and decided to defend her image. She puffed up her chest and said with a righteous tone:
"Let me tell you, Toji-san, I used to be the inspirational little star of Gazi Village, and I even won the Civilization Star and Little Sports Expert title from Golden Catfish Street!"
Toji (old man holding cellphone in the subway.jpg): Gazi Village and Golden Catfish Street, what even are these? At least say a proper place name!
"Oh, right," Chihori tapped her left hand on her right palm and added, "I also received an achievement badge from the patients at Tokyo's Ninth Mental Hospital."
Toji: "..." This image is even more confusing! And why would a mental hospital give out such badges??
System: [So, this is a mental hospital. :d]
Mahito, stuck by the bug: This is bad luck!
Mahito thought: I'm sure I'm not human, but this silver-haired girl isn't human either...!!
The system seriously answered: [After all, Chihori's soul is a dog's head.]
In the small room, a series of brand new movies continued to play for several days. After "Ethics and Law" finished, they started playing "Pretty Cure."
The two people, the cursed spirit, and the squash in the room all watched with great interest, clearly excited.
System: [No, narrator, only Chihori is watching with excitement!]
Alright. Let's rephrase that.
In the room, the silver-haired girl smiled brightly, the melon wore a defiant expression tinged with a hint of shyness from being held, while the black-haired man and the blue-haired cursed spirit had blank expressions. A faint blue light illuminated their faces, as if they'd been doing derivative problems for three days straight.
System: [...What kind of description is that!?]
Chihori:
Since her parents were often away on business and her younger brother Suguru was always at school and hardly ever came home, Chihori usually found herself alone in the house. The fridge didn't have many fruits and vegetables (some of the space was dedicated to storing Chihori's medications).
In these past few days, the food in the house, including the instant meals, was almost all gone.
On the last day, to celebrate the creation of the strawberry milk recipe and to give Toji a little treat for all his hard work, she also wanted to settle the matter of getting a child to be the strawberry milk spokesperson—
Speaking of the last sponsorship issue, Chihori had asked Toji about it the day before.
She said, "Toji-san, don't you want to consider it? The endorsement fee is so much! And believe me, the power of strawberry milk will spread throughout the entire Jujutsu world, becoming a hit all over Nihon!"
Toji, holding the melon, showed off the smooth muscles of his arms. He heard Chihori's words but maintained his relaxed posture, nodding casually. "This..."
He dragged out the last syllable, his meaning unclear.
Chihori thought for a moment, realizing that maybe the offer wasn't tempting enough, so she added sincerely:
"If you're willing to let your son be the strawberry milk spokesperson, I'll personally teach him!"
Toji decisively replied, "Okay, no."
Chihori: "!"
Chihori put a hand on her chest, "Wait a minute, why were you hesitating before, but as soon as you heard that, you just turned me down?!"
System: [Maybe Toji wants his kid to be a normal person.]
After all, the Chihori virus was too powerful!!
Toji: The Zenin garbage dump and Geto's mental hospital, I choose the garbage dump.jpg
Chihori:
System: [So you're just assuming Geto's mental hospital is the choice??!]
(Meanwhile, Suguru Geto at Jujutsu High: ?)
Anyway, Chihori still didn't want to give up. She decided to win him over with food—after all, a soft mouth can be bribed, and this would also give her a chance to show off her skills as a mentor.
So, Chihori planned to go to the supermarket, buy some delicious food, and cook a big meal.
"What do you want to eat, Toji-san? I'll go buy it," Chihori asked before heading out.
Toji, still dutifully holding the Squash, lazily (or maybe just tiredly) raised his eyelids. "Get a few pounds of grilled meat."
"Alright, what about vegetables?"
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