The King of Curses Can't Stop Me from Becoming an Idol Ch. 7

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—Saitama's top speed had never been measured accurately, but just by walking, he could exceed the speed of sound. She wasn't quite as fast as her brother, but with running, she could hit the speed of sound.

She looked around and realized she had ended up in an unfamiliar neighborhood. Quickly pulling out her phone, she checked the map to replan her route to the nail salon.

Her sense of direction was terrible, so to avoid getting lost, she kept her head down, studying the map while walking. As she turned a corner, she accidentally bumped into someone.

"Sorry," both of them apologized at the same time.

Saki looked at the person. It was a boy with pink hair, which was a pretty rare color, so she instinctively looked at him for a moment longer.

He, in turn, was looking at her, his expression shifting from apology to shock.

"You—"

"I have to go, sorry."

Saki thought the boy was about to recognize her, so to prevent her identity from being figured out, she decisively interrupted him, then quickly turned and ran off.

She hadn't worn a chest pad today. If a fan recognized her, tomorrow's entertainment news might headline, "Popular Idol Kiki is Actually Flat-Chested!" or "Perfect Idol Kiki's Image Ruined!" or "Would You Still Like Kiki Like This?"

No, absolutely not!

"Wait!" The boy called out from behind.

Saki ran even faster, and after the next turn, she completely opened up her speed, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Itadori Yuji chased for a few hundred meters but froze in place when he realized he had completely lost track of the girl. His face was full of disbelief.

There was actually someone who could run faster than him!

"Itadori, why are you running?" His teammates, who had been a minute behind, finally caught up, panting.

"That girl..." Itadori hesitated before speaking, "She must have eaten the finger. I could feel it."

"What?!" Fushiguro Megumi and Kugisaki Nobara exclaimed in unison.

At the same time, Saki, who had run several kilometers and stopped, received the same information.

"What's wrong?" Sukuna's cold voice sounded. "That brat has my finger."

"What?!" Saki was shocked.

"He ate my finger too. How strange," Sukuna thought for a moment before commanding, "Turn back immediately, and recover my finger."

Saki didn't move but instead pulled out her phone to check the time. It was almost time for her nail appointment.

"No, I'm going to be late. I have to get my nails done first."

Sukuna: "..."

"You brat, don't forget we've made a binding agreement," Sukuna reminded in a deep voice.

"Oh come on, some things have priorities," Saki retorted confidently. "It's not like I'm not going to help you find it. I remember what that boy looked like, I'll have Mr. Sodekawa help later."

Sukuna: "..."

Sukuna felt a sense of frustration, as if he couldn't breathe properly. Recovering his finger seemed to be less important to her than getting her nails done.

Saki simply thought her manicure was more important. After saying that, she didn't care about how the other person felt. She checked the map again and smoothly arrived at the nail salon, where she spent three hours getting her nails done.

Ryomen Sukuna was numb at this point.

He didn't understand—really didn't understand—how someone could waste three hours just to put unnecessary decorations on their nails. What was the point?

What was the point?!

Soon, the day of the handshake event arrived.

Saitama had originally planned to support his sister at the handshake event, but the Hero Association called him in for something urgent, so he had to go handle that first.

Saki didn't mind at all. With her manager, Mandelin Kinoshita, by her side, she headed to the venue for the event.

Mandelin Kinoshita was a very professional and responsible manager, but in addition to taking care of her, he was also managing the newly debuted idol group, "Gokudo Shojo." Since the group had just debuted, most of his focus had been on them recently.

As for the company she had joined—Inugane Productions—it was a very special company. The organization behind it was the Yakuza group, Inugane-gumi, and the president, Inugane Onimanjirou, was the leader of the group.

When she first arrived in this world, the president had spotted her on the street and tried to forcibly recruit her into debuting. After she beat him up, they had a friendly discussion, and that was how she ended up where she was today.

When they arrived at the venue, it was already packed with fans—both male and female. Members of Inugane were disguised as security guards, maintaining order. Whenever a fan refused to follow the arrangements, they would drag them out without mercy.

After all, they were Yakuza members, and it was quite restrained that they didn't physically beat anyone up.

As soon as she stepped out, the fans went wild, and the whole venue echoed with cries like, "Kiki, I love you!"

Saki immediately switched into idol mode, smiling and greeting her fans. She then walked to the front and took her seat, starting to shake hands with the fans who were in line.

Ryomen Sukuna, who had dominion over this body, wore a constant scowl, clearly annoyed by the noisy environment.

To him, ordinary humans were just weak insects, and seeing them squirm together like this only made his desire to kill rise. He wanted to tear through their flesh and enjoy the pleasure of slaughter, but unfortunately, he didn't have control over the body. He couldn't do anything. Even worse, due to sensory synchronization, he was forced to endure the sensation of shaking hands with a group of insects.

Suddenly, his expression shifted, and he revealed a look of amusement.

Saki was still seriously shaking hands with the fans, responding to their words.

"Kiki, your new song is really amazing. I'll always support you."

"Thank you, I'm so happy to hear that."

"Kiki, I love you the most!"

"Thank you, you're very cute. I like you too."

"Kiki, I hope you can always shine on stage."

"Thank you, I will for sure."

The fans were orderly in line. Since there were so many, each fan only had about ten seconds, and soon, over a hundred fans had passed.

When it was the turn of the 130th fan, Saki's perfect smile suddenly froze.

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