The Goofy Spring Breeze Blows Everywhere, Geto's Sister is Truly Impressive Ch. 43

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"As we agreed before." Chihori blinked.

"Okay. You contact me when the time comes." Toji tossed his phone up and down in his hand, then grabbed it and raised an eyelid. "You know my number."

"Yeah, yeah, I saved it." Chihori smiled and opened her contacts, showing Toji. "See! Big Sea Urchin is you!"

Toji: "...Big Sea Urchin?"

"In a few days, I'll buy Fushiguro-kun a phone and get him a number. I'll save his as Little Sea Urchin." Chihori tilted her head. "Or, do you prefer Little Sea Urchin?"

"No, better stick with Big Sea Urchin."

No comparison means no choice!

With the spokesperson chosen, Chihori focused wholeheartedly on the strawberry milk business.

With the strawberry milk formula, the casino and Satoru's financial support, plus Toji's prior scouting and the strawberry milk factory they connected with—

In short, everything was ready!

With Toji's help, everything proceeded smoothly; all steps completed, and the strawberry milk factory officially changed hands.

Before the production and launch, the first step was to rename the brand and change the packaging.

In this neon-lit Jujutsu world, company listings, brand registrations, and changes were super efficient—everything could be done within a week.

Chihori thought: [This was established through the joint efforts of me, Toji-san, and Gojo-kun. So the brand name should reflect our spirit of collaboration!]

System: [...Is it possible, I mean possible, that they don't want to have a name?]

Chihori gasped: [No way! This is a great magical business that will go down in history!]

System: That's exactly why they don't want a name.jpg

But it still asked: [So, have you decided on a brand name? Future Star? Natural Light? Alien Ancestor?]

[They sound grand but don't have our unique features. Our strawberry milk needs to highlight our characteristics and contributions.]

The system paused and played a recording: [Zzz-ér-wā-zzz-ér-wā!!]

Chihori: [Not that code, I want the shared features of us three!]

The silver-haired girl beamed, tapping her left hand on her right palm, [I'm Dog Head, Toji-san is Sea Urchin, Satoru Gojo is a Cocky Cat—Dog Head Sea Urchin Cocky Cat, abbreviated as Dog Cocky Cat, so I decided to register Dog Cocky Cat brand strawberry milk!]

System: [...What even is Dog Cocky Cat!? That brand name sounds so weird!!]

Chihori (holding a rose in her mouth): [Weird? That's part of our uniqueness too.]

So, between spring and summer, around May or June, a new strawberry milk brand destined to spread all across Japan—Dog Cocky Cat—officially appeared in people's view!

Meanwhile, far away in Kyoto—

Zen'in family, Naoya Zen'in's bedroom.

The eldest son of the Zen'in family, Naoya Zen'in, leaned casually against his headboard, his hair dyed back to blonde—his favorite color.

...Plus, he had just recently left the barbershop where he got his hair dyed black and got inexplicably beaten up, leaving a bit of a bad impression.

Thinking of this, Naoya's expression darkened, and he clicked his tongue lightly.

He still didn't know what exactly that silver-haired girl was... being restrained twice by her was a real humiliation!

Naoya felt a mix of unwillingness and shame, but he valued his life enough not to act impulsively or seek revenge.

Based on his analysis, that person must be Satoru Gojo's sister—the secret weapon the Gojo family had been hiding for a long time!

Last time when Naoya got back from the mall, he briefly mentioned to his own old man that the Gojo family might be holding back some strength and hiding a secret humanoid weapon.

The head of the Zen'in family took it seriously and told Naoya to secretly keep a closer eye on that kind of stuff.

But Naoya knew about that girl's speed, as well as Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto protecting her—Naoya definitely didn't want to go up and get beaten.

So, even though he verbally agreed to his father's orders, in reality, he didn't actively investigate or pay much attention to it.

This kind of thing... was probably better off being nudged over to the Kamo family to check out, right?

Naoya casually thought this in his head, lightly flicking the remote in his hand as his gaze lazily landed on the TV.

The boring drama finished an episode and went into commercial time.

With cheerful music playing, a black-haired kid with a spiky sea urchin hairstyle popped up in the center of the screen, holding a box of pink strawberry milk.

Naoya had zero interest in watching TV, but some weird sense of familiarity made him fixate on the ad playing now.

[Strawberry milk time—] The black-haired kid raised the strawberry milk, singing flatly and expressionlessly (or more like reciting?), [Give me Dog Cocky Cat, give me Dog Cocky Cat, I want Dog Cocky Cat, want want want.]

[Drink Dog Cocky Cat strawberry milk, hug the dog head happily. Drink Dog Cocky Cat strawberry milk, hug the truly delicious flavor. Drink strawberry milk, just drink Dog Cocky Cat brand strawberry milk.]

The background tune was annoyingly catchy and weirdly hypnotic, the special effects looked like some flashy viral ad, but the spiky black-haired boy in the picture showed zero emotion or enthusiasm, his whole face screamed "forced to work."

Naoya Zen'in: "..."

Are ads these days really this half-assed? The main character inside is totally not acting seriously! This laziness is practically leaking off the screen!

Whenever Naoya was in a bad mood, everything annoyed him. He grabbed the remote, ready to turn off the TV.

But right at that moment, the ad changed, and the black-haired kid switched to a familiar adult, lazy in posture with a scar at the corner of his lip.

Naoya Zen'in froze with the remote in his hand, almost instantly recognizing—

—it was Toji-kun!!!

He stared wide-eyed in shock!

Toji in the TV ad showed no stage fright or discomfort, naturally posing with a coconut tree brand coconut juice vibe:

[Dog Cocky Cat's innovative product—corn cicada pupa bitter melon milk, giving you the ultimate ascension experience, you can feel the sensation of being created without even stepping outside.]

Naoya Zen'in: "..."

What the heck is this? Why is there a drink with that flavor?! And what even is "the sensation of being created"?!

Toji's venomous fan, Naoya, slammed the table angrily and stood up: What kind of awful company drags Toji-kun into shooting this, this kind of commercial!!

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