The Goofy Spring Breeze Blows Everywhere, Geto's Sister is Truly Impressive Ch. 64

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"You said you'd commit to the ten years and half a month experience, and look at you—barely lasted a few rounds. Piggy's got no stamina."

"I never agreed to any ten years and half a month! And what do you mean 'a few rounds,' that was ridiculous!!"

"Of course it was. We're in the 21st century now," Chihori's expression turned serious all of a sudden. "That just proves how far behind the Zen'in clan is—living in a fake golden age, burning through their legacy with no foundation."

Naoya froze, thrown off by the sudden shift in tone.

"But Naoya-kun, you're different. You stepped out of the iron cage and into a new-era school."

Chihori grabbed his hand again, her tone blazing with passion. "The one destined to open their eyes and see the world first—it's gotta be you!"

"Me...?"

"Yes, Naoya-kun. Do you know why fate chose you? It's because you're the future head of the Zen'in clan!"

The moment he heard the word head, Naoya perked up instantly and lifted his gaze.

"To be the first to wake up, to shatter old traditions and lead the Zen'in family into a new era—that's the true responsibility of a future head! Your responsibility!" Chihori declared with conviction.

Naoya: "?!"

Chihori: "Naoya Zen'in, are you ready to take on the duties of the future head?"

Naoya: "The head... of course I am!"

Chihori: "With the duty of reviving the Zen'in clan ahead of you, and a path full of obstacles—can you stay true to that mission, no matter what?"

Naoya: "I can!"

Chihori smiled. "Good. I believe in you. The hope for Zen'in's entrance into a new era rests on you, future clan head!"

Naoya Zen'in: Burning with passion! (Fired up!!)

System: Going up in flames! (Mentally unhinged)

Chihori: "Since the Zen'in clan's feudal habits are so deeply rooted, and actual reform often falls short of ideal goals, we'll set the bar even higher—first, by promoting the virtues of male morality."

"To lead the Zen'in family into the 21st century and crown you as its greatest-ever clan head, you'll be in charge of criticizing and correcting any behavior that fails to meet male moral standards. I'll handle encouragement and emotional support."

Naoya: "Got it!"

Chihori: "Pact established?"

Naoya: "Got it!"

A few seconds later, as the heat faded from Naoya's blood and reason kicked back in, he blinked sharply and went, "Wait—hold on, what??"

System: [Don't take advantage of Piggy while his brain's low on oxygen and he's mentally unstable!]

Chihori: [If not now, then when.jpg]

Naoya Zen'in (mental collapse): ...H-How did this happen?! Once I realized what was going on, I'd already made some weirdly twisted kind of pact.

System: [What kind of tragic heroine talk is that, Colorful Cloud Piggy?!]

Chihori smiled sweetly, full of kindness. "Alright then, I know you still can't walk. I'll carry you out, my New Era Naoya-kun."

"What kind of nickname is that?!"

"Fine, then how about Little Male Virtue Soldier?"

"......"

"Nope, I'm sticking with 'New Era.'"

There's no choice without contrast!

Since the curtain contained a special-grade cursed spirit, no one on the outside dared barge in. All they could do was keep the barrier up and wait for Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto to finish their previous mission in Tokyo and rush over.

Sensing the cursed energy inside the curtain fluctuate and the presence of the special-grade vanish, those on the outside didn't dare act recklessly either.

The assistant supervisor paced back and forth on the spot, anxiety all over his face—until...

"Gojo-san! Geto-san!" The assistant supervisor lit up with relief the moment he saw the two approaching figures.

"Back-to-back missions, seriously, I'm over it," Satoru said, hands stuffed in his pockets, clearly annoyed as he looked toward the curtain. "What kind of special-grade cursed spirit is it this time? Wait—was there even a special-grade in there?"

His Six Eyes sharp as ever, Satoru raised a brow. "Oi, oi, all that's left is the cursed residue, isn't it? Looks like the special-grade ran off."

"It—It really ran off?" Even though he'd suspected as much, the assistant supervisor still looked stunned.

"But hey, if it didn't slaughter its way out of the barrier, maybe it's in a good mood?" Satoru clicked his tongue. "Come on, let's head in, Suguru."

When addressed, Suguru took a second before replying, "Ah, right. Coming."

"What's up, Suguru?" Satoru noticed his friend's hesitation and turned back. "Still thinking about that guy?"

After the Star Plasma Vessel mission wrapped up, the strawberry milk plan proved effective, Riko Amanai went home with Misato Kuroi, and Toji took his spoils to the Time Vessel Association to claim his bounty. That's also when Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto finally learned Toji's full name—

Toji Fushiguro.

Or more accurately, Toji Zen'in.

While harboring intense hostility toward Toji, Suguru also remembered how he and Satoru had tag-teamed and thoroughly beat up the totally innocent Naoya Zen'in. A twinge of guilt pricked at him.

Satoru said, "What's there to feel bad about? With Naoya's garbage personality, whether now or later, a beating was always in his future. Justice served."

Suguru: "...Still, misunderstanding someone over something like that doesn't sit right with me."

The black-haired man with a bun let out a soft sigh. "Even if they're both Zen'in, Naoya and Toji aren't the same. Beating Naoya up over a mistaken identity wasn't right."

Satoru: "So what? He still got what was coming."

Suguru: "You're way too extreme, Satoru."

Just as Satoru was about to say something, he suddenly paused mid-step and turned toward the veil. "Someone's coming out—wait, is that... someone we know?"

Suguru followed his gaze.

Under their watchful eyes—

Chihori slowly stepped out from inside, carrying Naoya on her back. Her figure looked even more petite under the looming presence of the veil.

Satoru Gojo & Suguru Geto: "?!"

Suguru: ...Sister? What is Sister doing here?? Wait—who's on her back?!

The next second, fury shot up in Suguru's chest:

Naoya was a whole grown man, with arms and legs and clearly no major injuries—and he was letting his delicate, frail sister carry him out?! Was this on purpose?! That was way too much!!

—Naoya Zen'in and Toji Zen'in, they were all the same!!

The air went dead silent for a few beats.

Suguru Geto (suddenly): "I'm gonna create a world without Zen'in men."

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