The Goofy Spring Breeze Blows Everywhere, Geto's Sister is Truly Impressive Ch. 47

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Naoya: "???"

"Down here."

A voice came from below, and Naoya immediately looked down!

A small, still-a-kid black-haired sea-urchin-headed child was looking up at him, his face full of forced-to-work expression.

Naoya froze for a second in shock, then fell silent for another.

Then he suddenly jumped: "...Why is it YOU!! Where's my Toji-kun?!"

—He specifically drank the corn cicada pupae bitter melon milk!!

To better understand and get closer to his idol, Naoya had been drinking that horrible milk combo for several days straight. Sipping it slowly didn't make him pass out, but it did make him cry.

Naoya drank his milk in the wind, tears streaming down as he powered through, thinking: Is this the lesson Toji-kun wants to teach us? The spirit of enduring hardship!

Truly, Toji-kun never disappoints!

But what he never expected was, the one who showed up wasn't Toji—it was the sea urchin kid!
(Megumi: It's Megumi Fushiguro, not sea urchin kid.)

Megumi looked up and said flatly, "That bastard's at work. I'm here now."

"But I was supposed to shake hands and take a photo with Toji-kun! I bought the corn cicada pupae bitter melon milk!!" The blond young man stomped in place, like a cat who went to bite a treat stick but got wasabi instead.

Naoya Zen'in, shedding what little good manners the three great families gave him, started doing some kind of rage tap-dance (?).

Faced with this scene, Megumi stayed perfectly calm. He was even holding onto his homework with his other hand.

He said, "But the prize never said which spokesperson you'd meet."

Naoya froze. His foxlike eyes widened as he thought back to the beginning—

It was true. It never said which spokesperson. Just that you'd get to shake hands and take a photo with a spokesperson.

"......"

In that moment, Naoya remembered the high-stress lottery draw, recalled the near-death experience of chugging that cursed milk, relived the tears and joy when he won.

Naoya: I have crumbled.jpg

Damn it—devious, evil corporations! Who was the mastermind behind this whole setup?!

In comparison to this Dog Cocky Cat puppet master, Naoya even started to find that silver-haired girl kind of cute!

System: [But... they're the same person (zero mercy)]

The air went silent for a moment. Naoya opened his mouth in anger—but before any cutting words came out, a sudden itch flared up in his throat—

Naoya grabbed the wall, bent over, and started coughing violently.

Under Megumi's watchful eyes, in the middle of that violent coughing fit—a golden mushroom suddenly blasted out of Naoya's mouth!!

Megumi Fushiguro: ???

Naoya Zen'in: ???

System dramatically leaning back: [—It appeared, Sun-shroom!!!]

You could trigger the appearance of new plants by applying either positive or negative, mental or physical impact on cursed spirits, cursed objects, or sorcerers. This was the system manual entry it pulled up back when Sukuna's finger produced a Little Puff-shroom.

But whether it was Little Puff-shroom or Big Fume-shroom, they were all related to cursed spirits. This time, Naoya became the first human to produce one. Truly a historic moment!

System: [Once Chihori finds out, this'll be—one small step for Naoya, one giant leap for persecution.jpg]

Megumi stared at the golden mushroom that had been coughed out onto the ground, falling silent for a second.

...No way. Could it be that the purple Little Puff-shroom he'd used back then had also originally come from someone's mouth??

Tiny Megumi was suddenly overwhelmed with disgust and swore to always wear disposable gloves from now on whenever he picked up a mushroom.

Anyway, thank you to the blond man in front of him for the mushroom-reminder PSA.

Naoya stared wide-eyed at what he had just coughed up, shouting in disbelief, "What is this!?"

Megumi: "The mushroom you just coughed up."

"I know it's the mushroom I coughed up—" Naoya pointed at the golden mushroom snoozing soundly on the floor, raising his voice, "I'm asking what this thing even is!"

Megumi glanced at the golden mushroom on the floor, then at the glaring Naoya (because the system required real info to claim rewards, he knew the guy's name).

After a one-second pause, he gave Naoya a look full of [kindness toward adults] and said, in a completely calm tone:

"If you want, you can name it 'Naoya-shroom.'"

Naoya froze, then suddenly jumped up and shouted, "What the hell is a Naoya-shroom?! Why does it have my name on it?!"

Megumi: "Because you're the one who produced it. Exclusive naming rights."

Naoya: "Who the hell wants that title?! And this mushroom has absolutely nothing to do with me—!"

Megumi slightly frowned, then thought to himself expressionlessly: As expected of a filthy adult. Just gave birth and already desperate to deny the mother-child bond.

Naoya felt a chill run down his spine. "...What's with that look?"

Megumi didn't reply, but his face said everything that was on his mind:

—Adults who hate their kid just because it's a mushroom are trash.jpg

Naoya: "???"

System: [Your thought patterns are already mutating, Megumi! You think you're the only sane one, but this line of thinking is totally mutated now, Megumi!!]

Naoya went quiet for a second, then steadied himself and regained the arrogant posture of the Zen'in clan's young master. He nodded slightly and said, "I demand to speak to your superior."

Megumi carefully wrapped the golden mushroom on the floor with a handkerchief, then looked over at Naoya.

He said, "Sure—this child's issue, and the spokesperson you wanna talk to, let's leave that to our... boss lady to handle."

In the company, Chihori's nickname was technically Her Highness the Doghead Rose, but Megumi absolutely refused to say that out loud, so he quietly swapped it out with [boss lady].

When he heard the words [boss lady], the feudal-minded Naoya crossed his arms in front of his chest and let out a cold snort in his heart: Another woman?

Fine then, let him see—just what kind of big shot this woman was supposed to be.

Naoya started drafting a mental script, planning his words and actions for later. He was pretty confident that this time, things wouldn't end up as embarrassing as they had when he'd faced that silver-haired girl back then!

System repeat: [But they're the same person tho (no mercy.jpg)]

Meanwhile—

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