The Goofy Spring Breeze Blows Everywhere, Geto's Sister is Truly Impressive Ch. 90

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Satoru even joked, "Why would someone be helping an old lady cross the street in the red-light district?"

Chihori replied seriously, "Because virtue is everywhere, maybe."

As they got closer, the blond teen had just finished helping the old lady cross, and was trying to turn down the massive bunch of green onions she was handing him. With that movement, most of his profile came into view for both Satoru and Chihori.

Satoru squinted. "Wait a sec... Who's that? Is that Naoya??"

—That model citizen helping an old lady across the street was that jerk Naoya?!

Chihori picked up the pace and called out, "Hey, Naoya!"

The blond teen had just successfully declined the old lady's bouquet of scallions and looked relieved. When he heard someone call his name, he turned around—and paused for a moment when he saw who it was.

"...Chihori? Satoru-kun?" After the brief pause, Naoya's face twisted into something strangely awkward. He stiffened and lowered his voice. "Don't bring up what just happened—"

"Whoa, Naoya-kun, did you hit your head or something?" Satoru stepped up with his long legs, looking overly dramatic. "You actually helped an old lady cross the street? Oh man, I have to give you a shout-out at the next Big Three clan meeting."

Naoya: "..."

Naoya: "Can we not talk about that."

His expression looked like he was being forced to chew on moss.

"How can we not?" Chihori beamed, generous with her praise. She gave him a thumbs up. "Good deeds deserve to be shared. You're setting a shining example for the Zen'in clan, Naoya! A rising star of virtue—hope for your family's future!"

Naoya: "......"

"If it weren't for what happened last time—" Naoya gritted his teeth, then swallowed his words and muttered to himself, "Alright, alright. Calm down. I can't say that stuff anymore. Might break the rules of 'manly virtue' or whatever."

Satoru raised an eyebrow. "Manly virtue? What manly virtue?"

Naoya replied reluctantly, "...Chihori and I made a binding vow. I have to uphold and promote manly virtue."

Chihori added, "And I'm in charge of giving Naoya-kun moral support!"

"Oh~ I would've never guessed you'd agree to something like that, Naoya-kun." Satoru rubbed his chin and struck a lightbulb-popping pose. "Got it. You totally got scammed into it."

Naoya's temple twitched. "Thanks, but no need to remind me."

"So that's why you helped that old lady cross the street?" Satoru asked.

"...Because I have no idea where the line for 'manly virtue' is, and to avoid getting flagged for breaking it and facing god-knows-what consequences, I figured I'd better just stay on the safe side and do something good." Naoya let out a breath.

Chihori said comfortingly, "Relax, Naoya. Just keep going like this, and before long, you'll get used to it."

Naoya Zen'in: ...How is that supposed to be comforting?!

Binding vows were a seriously big deal, and deep down Naoya knew—this wasn't something he could take lightly.

Back in the domain of that special grade curse, after he made that ridiculous binding vow with Chihori, Naoya had acted like it didn't get to him—but deep down, he hadn't stopped thinking about it.

He'd used the Zen'in clan's "female virtue" education system as a reference to piece together what "male virtue" might mean under the binding vow.

After returning to the Zen'in household, the first thing Naoya did was grab a piece of paper and list out what he could remember of the female virtue rules, planning to figure out how male virtue should match up.

Thirty minutes later.

Naoya slammed his pen down in frustration. "...Why are there so damn many rules? It never ends!! We need reform!"

Even though it was hard to shake off over a decade of drilled-in habits—and even though doing all this made him feel super awkward—Naoya still gritted his teeth and pushed through, reminding himself: "Beware the consequences of violating the binding vow."

And while he was at it... As the future head of the Zen'in family, guiding the clan into modern trends was perfectly reasonable. He comforted himself with that thought.

And so, Colorful Piggy Naoya launched his Reform Campaign within the Zen'in clan, vowing to crush feudalism, promote fresh thinking, and lead the Zen'ins into a bright new era.

The adult members of the Zen'in family all started whispering:

"Did Naoya hit his head on a mission or something? Someone get him checked out."

Or: "Alright, Naoya, quit messing around. Go train already. What is this nonsense you're doing here?"

Naoya's teen rebellion instinct immediately kicked in. "What do you mean, hit my head? Leave me alone! I am doing it!"

Most of the Zen'in family just treated the whole thing as a joke, but there were a few quiet supporters—like his two younger cousins, Maki and Mai.

Maki and Mai didn't really get what was going on, but they were happy their arrogant cousin was finally willing to play with them instead of ignoring them like he used to.

The two little ones cheerfully followed behind their cousin, proudly pledging themselves as members of the Reform Faction.

At first, Naoya felt like he was going to die of secondhand embarrassment, but after a while... it didn't seem that bad.

Fine, he thought, half sulking, half bitter. 'If I have to suffer, then those jerks in the Zen'in clan who laughed at me can suffer too.'

—After all, he was the man who would one day become head of the Zen'in clan. If he said reform, then there would be reform!

"Oh right," Chihori asked, "why are you here in Tokyo anyway, Naoya?"

"Isn't the Tokyo-Kyoto Sister Exchange Event coming up soon? Our team came over early."

Naoya crossed his arms and couldn't resist complaining, "Don't even know why they're bothering this time. First and second years are competing, and you guys have a Six Eyes user, a Cursed Spirit Manipulator, and a reverse cursed technique healer. The result's obvious, isn't it? What's the point of us even showing up?"

Satoru waved and grinned. "Oh, there's totally a point. Getting beat up is super valuable."

Naoya: "."

Satoru nodded. "Really helps improve your ability to take a hit."

Naoya: "...HEY!!"

Trying to shift the mood, Chihori glanced ahead, then lit up as she said:

"Oh—look, Naoya-kun, there's another grandma who needs help crossing the street. Go on, help her out!"

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