The Goofy Spring Breeze Blows Everywhere, Geto's Sister is Truly Impressive Ch. 46

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Toji looked at her. "Just that simple?"

Chihori paused. "No."

As expected. Toji thought. Nothing would end this easily.

He straightened his back, focused his mind, and waited for Chihori to say the second half.

"We also need you to promote our Dog Cocky Cat brand strawberry milk on site, especially to the Star Religious Group."

Toji: "?"

That's it? Just that?? How could it still be this!

System: [Look again? Look again?? I'll just drink you up! (Random association)]

"You just say the strawberry milk can replace the Star Plasma Vessel, purify Lord Tengen, and make her a pure Lord Tengen."

Toji: "...Is that true?"

"Of course it's false advertising." Chihori gave a thumbs up. "The first part's true, the second part's fake. Half true, half fake ads are what advertising's all about!"

Toji: "." Why does false advertising sound so reasonable!!

Walking on, still the familiar vibe, the conspiracy atmosphere cleared away.

"At that time you can add, this is Lord Tengen's favorite strawberry milk, Lord Tengen gave it five stars after drinking."

Chihori tapped her right palm with her left hand.

"Devout followers wanting to feel Lord Tengen's soul and thoughts have to start by drinking strawberry milk!"

Toji: "."

"Or promote that just one sip helps Lord Tengen level up. If you're a brother, come hit me... no, if you're a follower, come drink strawberry milk! You take a sip, I take a sip, Lord Tengen ascends today!"

Toji: "And then evolves into Dog Cocky Cat brand Tengen, right."

Chihori froze for a second, then covered her mouth with teary eyes: "Wow, Toji-san can joke too! sniff sniff So touching—"

System: [...Don't talk like you're proud watching a kid learn to walk!]

Finally, after a while of explanation, Toji confirmed the task Chihori gave him.

Simply put, it was three things.

One, he could beat people up, but don't make little brother Suguru sad. Two, deliver strawberry milk to client Tengen's door. Three, promote the ad with a passionate live performance.

Toji thought about the pose for the Coconut Tree brand coconut juice, then looked at everyone there, paused for two seconds, and said with no expression, "Live performance needs extra pay."

Chihori nodded enthusiastically, "Okay, no problem!"

System: [...Are you really gonna do a live show, Dad?! That's also a kind of harm to the audience!!]

Meanwhile, at the technical college, Satoru and Suguru happily went to school, still unaware of what trauma they were about to experience.

The night breeze was cool, driving away the heat, and the distant hanging night was dotted with bright stars.

Toji had his hands in his pockets, eyes half-closed, suddenly returning to the original topic, "So, really no other 'whys'?"

"What?"

"The purpose behind all this." Toji said. "Or, what you want to do with your life?"

"I'm still a minor now, feels a bit early to ask that."

Chihori smiled, but seriously thought for a few seconds before answering.

"My goal is probably—to spread strawberry milk all over the jujutsu world, defeat the arch-nemesis blueberry yogurt ASAP, and reform the rotten feudal oranges!"

"To plant plants all over the world, to accompany lonely jujutsu sorcerers, the century-long conspiracy to eliminate zombie brains!"

"To spread silly happiness factors everywhere, leaving the iron-eating beast with nowhere to go, no knife to eat!"

Toji: "Speak human."

Chihori: "It just means rotten stuff should just rot."

"That's it?" Toji raised an eyebrow.

Chihori stared ahead, her green eyes calm and peaceful in the light. She said, "Then all the beautiful things can last."

"..."

At first, Toji said nothing. He just kept walking forward as usual. This street was busy with people, countless strangers passing by him and the silver-haired girl.

Just like back then at the Zen'in house, countless people walked past him, treating this guy with no cursed energy as a stranger, a useless decoration who shouldn't exist.

Then he suddenly said, "This is hard."

"I know." Chihori answered. "The rotten oranges' system has been around so long, the three great families are feudal clans passed down generation to generation. They're way too stubborn."

"So you decided to be the first to break the rules?" Toji chuckled lowly.

"I might be the first, but definitely not alone." Chihori blinked, then said seriously, "Personal heroism is not the way. We have to take the people's path, the masses are the creators of history!"

"As long as everyone has a dog head in their heart, the world will become an ocean of dog heads—"

Chihori lit up, raising both arms.

"Let's welcome a joyful dog-head world!"

Toji: "???"

How could this be? The atmosphere that just started to get serious disappeared in a breath!!

System: [As expected of you, Chihori.jpg]

A few days later.

Naoya Zen'in, who had been waiting eagerly to claim his prize and dressed carefully, walked into the Dog Cocky Cat company building with a nervous but excited heart (yes, with Satoru Gojo's financial support, they even bought a commercial office building).

Inside the building, hanging on the walls, were giant, exquisite paintings. They were:

—"Dog Head Lisa," "Sea Urchin Dinner," and "Naughty Cat Leading the People"!

Naoya stared at the paintings, lost in a brief moment of reflection.

...Wait, although these compositions looked very familiar, wasn't something off about the main characters???

But that wasn't the point. Naoya quickly snapped back his attention, followed the staff around a few corners, and then reached a long corridor.

The paintings along this corridor no longer featured the three creatures like at the building entrance, but focused on just one—the sea urchin.

The staff smiled and gestured, "Please, Mr. Zen'in. Follow this Sea Urchin Avenue to the Sea Urchin Office at the end—that's where the spokesperson is—he's already waiting for you there."

"..." Naoya's heart raced, especially when he stood in front of the Sea Urchin Office door.

He adjusted his collar and sleeves again, steadied his posture, puffed out his chest, lifted his head, and then knocked on the door, "knock knock."

As the door creaked from inside and slowly opened, Naoya kept his eyes dead ahead, not glancing sideways even once—

The door opened. There was no one in sight.

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