The Goofy Spring Breeze Blows Everywhere, Geto's Sister is Truly Impressive Ch. 61

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The gap between a special-grade curse and a first-year student was so massive that the difference in strength felt like an uncrossable abyss, crushing him with despair.

"......"

In Naoya's wide, upturned eyes, the horrific image of the curse was reflected. Tiny dark red vines were crawling up from his shoes to his pant legs—but he was completely rooted to the spot, unable to move a muscle.

"Naoya! Naoya!"

A voice called out nearby.

"Sun-shroom's mom—!"

"I have nothing to do with that mushroom!" Naoya shouted back on reflex, and in that moment, the intense fear snapped away and he jolted back to his senses.

Chihori smacked the giant sunflower face-first into the cursed spirit's face, squishing the two together in a very close encounter.

Taking advantage of the moment, Naoya slashed at the vines wrapping his feet with his cursed dagger, cutting himself free from the tangle of thin tendrils.

The special-grade cursed spirit's rage shot through the roof after getting smacked in the face with a sunflower. It opened its massive mouth and chomped down on the flower, swallowing it in a few bites. At the same time, more vines whipped up from the side, lunging at the silver-haired girl!

"Shhk! Shhk!"

Naoya slashed at the attacking vines with his cursed dagger, cutting through several as they shot toward her. He gritted his teeth. "...Run!"

Chihori leapt back a bit, then grabbed Naoya and pointed at the cursed spirit in front of them. "Look. The rainbow's about to appear."

Naoya: "?"

Chihori explained, "Actually, I stuffed a garlic in the sunflower's mouth earlier."

Naoya: "??"

The very next second, the vine-covered curse paused, then suddenly started spasming and gagging. It vomited a giant, dazzling rainbow out of its fanged mouth, lighting up the gloomy scene around them—!

Naoya: "???"

He turned his head, just about to ask something, when he saw the girl suddenly pull out a massive green squash from who-knows-where. She raised it high and hurled it straight at the vine monster!

The greenish squash rocketed forward, bouncing with force and slamming down. Several vines couldn't dodge in time and got brutally flattened.

Naoya Zen'in: "......"
He had a million questions, but suddenly didn't feel like asking any of them.

He went with a straightforward one instead, "What are you doing? Are you trying to hurt it? You know that might just piss it off."

To escape a domain like this, you either had to have someone break in from the outside, deploy a domain stronger than the current one, or defeat the domain's owner.

—That last one was usually the hardest. Because even an incomplete domain was still the caster's turf.

So Naoya hadn't even considered that as an option.

Chihori thought it for him, "Let's beat it."

"?!" Naoya Zen'in looked up in shock. "We're just first-year students!"

"I'm not," Chihori replied.

Naoya froze.

Chihori blinked. "Did you forget? I don't go to school at all."

Naoya: "......"

That just made it even worse!!

As a special-grade cursed spirit, the vine monster obviously wasn't going down from a single squash. After barfing up the rainbow, even more vines burst out, the sky dimmed again, and their visible range shrank even more.

The cursed energy stormed the space, making it hard for Naoya to stay on his feet. Chihori pulled out a 0-cost Puff-shroom and slapped it onto Naoya's shoulder.

"Stay back a bit. These guys'll protect you." Chihori summoned a Fume-shroom next and shoved it into Naoya's arms. "Go on, get to the back."

Naoya stood frozen for a second. "You—me—"

This was nothing like what he'd imagined—Naoya had never thought that one day, he'd be hiding behind a girl who was around his age.

A flood of messy thoughts surged through his mind, and for a moment, he couldn't tell reason from emotion.

Tactical judgment clashed with the values of his feudal upbringing. His narrow fox-like eyes lifted sharply, and his lips pressed into a tight line.

Just as Chihori was about to charge in with her sunflower in hand, she caught sight of the blond teen still standing there out of the corner of her eye. She looked back and asked, "What's wrong?"

She tilted her head, as if remembering something. "Oh, right—I can give you a pumpkin helmet for extra protection—"

"I don't need a woman's protection!" Naoya cut her off loudly. He clenched his jaw and threw the Fume-shroom in his arms back at her.

He was still just a teenager. That emotional, irrational fire inside him surged past his logical read of the situation.

The blond Naoya raised his cursed dagger and rushed into the tangle of vines, slashing through a few that reached out toward him.

He could feel his cursed energy gradually recovering—soon, he'd be able to—

The next second, a vine shot out from the side and wrapped tightly around Naoya's neck, yanking him down with lightning speed into the dark red sea of plant matter on the ground!

Naoya: "?!"

The slick, overlapping vines swallowed him whole. The little Puff-shroom on his shoulder was still shooting at first, but it too got crushed by a single vine strike.

The newly-born special-grade cursed spirit clearly saw Naoya as nothing more than a toy. It wasn't in a rush to kill him—just like a spider capturing prey, it kept him bound up.

Naoya was completely restrained, unable to move an inch, let alone swing his cursed dagger. The cursed pressure radiating off the special-grade was far too strong to resist.

Endless darkness and sticky slime closed in. The thinning oxygen made it nearly impossible to breathe.

Naoya's eyes were wide open, but all he could see was hopeless black and writhing red.

...Damn it. Why did he have to charge out like that just now...? He could've just stayed put behind that girl with the weird cursed gear...

He felt a twinge of regret—and confusion.

But weren't women supposed to stay obediently in the back? That's what he'd been taught his whole life.

Maybe it was the classic life-flashing-before-his-eyes moment, or maybe the overwhelming chaos had stirred up long-forgotten memories. Scenes from years ago floated to the surface of Naoya's mind.

He had been separated from his mother at a very young age. Back then, he was just a small kid, naturally full of longing for her.

He said he wanted to go see her, but his uncle scolded him harshly and told him, "You're a man destined to lead the family. You shouldn't be spending too much time with women."

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