The King of Curses Can't Stop Me from Becoming an Idol Ch. 16

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After thinking for a while, she decided that would be the safest. But since special-grade cursed objects had indestructible qualities, when she had tried to cook the finger, she couldn't even remove its nails. Piercing it for a keychain definitely wouldn't work.

Saki thought for a moment and went to her bedroom. She took the ribbon from a teddy bear on her bed, which had a bow tied around its neck, and cut it into two pieces.

She tied the longer piece to Sukuna's finger, also tying a pretty bow, and used the shorter piece to tie it to a keychain.

It wasn't the prettiest, but it was definitely unique.

"Sukuna, if the finger falls off by accident, you better remind me," Saki said matter-of-factly. "It's your finger, you watch over it."

Sukuna: "..."

Although Gojo had offered to teach the girl how to use cursed energy, he was just too busy at the moment and couldn't find the time, saying they would have to talk about it in a few days.

Saki had no objections to this at all. In fact, she didn't have the time anyway, as she needed to focus on rehearsing with Mari and the others over the next few days.

She truly loved her idol career. She took every performance seriously, and even though she had already mastered all the moves, she would still practice with Mari and the others.

When the day of the stage performance arrived, the people from Jujutsu High School really did have missions and couldn't make it to watch. Kugisaki and Itadori regrettably sent messages wishing her a smooth performance.

As a fan-loving idol, Saki sent them a photo of herself with her stage makeup finished, which made both of them go wild.

She was so happy!

She loved her fans so much!

The performance had already started on stage. Saki found a spot backstage to watch, as her performance was at the end.

"Gokudo Shojo" had only debuted half a month ago, and most of the fans present had come for her. If she went on too early, many fans might leave after her performance, so it wouldn't be good.

As she hummed along to the music and focused on watching the performance, a figure quietly approached.

Saki didn't notice at all.

According to her sensory abilities, anyone approaching her would definitely be noticed immediately. But because of her overwhelming strength, no one or any monster could stir up fear in her. Her sense of danger was essentially zero.

She was the type who could stay calm and walk away even if a speeding truck came rushing at her.

"Is it not your turn yet?" A voice suddenly asked.

Only then did she turn her head to look behind her.

It was a strange-looking young man with blue hair, appearing to be around his twenties. His face was quite handsome, but it was covered in stitch marks.

Had he been disfigured? How tragic.

Saki felt some sympathy but still smiled and kindly reminded him, "Sir, this is the backstage area, and audiences are not allowed to enter."

The young man showed an expression of surprise and asked incredulously, "Can't you tell the difference between a human and a curse spirit?"

"Ah, you're a curse spirit?" Saki was also surprised. She really couldn't distinguish between a human and a curse spirit because the person in front of her looked pretty much like a human.

"Yes, I am. My name is Mahito. I'm a curse spirit," he said with a grin, introducing himself.

Saki, upon hearing this, didn't feel any hostility toward him. After all, he wasn't from her world, and he wasn't a legitimate jujutsu sorcerer either.

In her world, monsters were divided into four basic types:

—Humans who turned into monsters due to stress, genetic mutations, or other issues.

—Humans or animals who were turned into monsters through technological means.

—Non-human creatures who became monsters due to pollution or similar problems.

—Special intelligent beings, like the Sea Folk.

While most monsters were hostile toward humans, there were some who didn't want to be monsters and didn't harbor ill will toward humans.

So, unless a monster did something bad in front of her, she wouldn't immediately resort to violence. In this world, curses were seen as just another type of monster, so she treated them the same way.

"Do you need something?" Saki asked calmly.

"I came to watch your performance," Mahito said with a smile.

Oh, it seemed he was a fan.

Saki's attitude became more friendly, but she still reminded him, "Thank you for your support, but you still can't enter the backstage. It's the rule."

"Okay, I'll go watch from the front then," Mahito nodded obediently and then extended his hand toward her. "Can we shake hands?"

"Of course," Saki smiled and extended her hand.

The moment their hands clasped, Mahito silently activated his technique—"Idle Transfiguration."

In the next instant, his soul entered Sukuna's domain.

It felt like being inside the belly of some massive creature, with biological remains scattered everywhere. Mahito stood in the blood-soaked ground, looking up at the man sitting on a throne made of corpses.

"Trash dares to touch my soul. Die."

Sukuna didn't give Mahito a chance to speak, and with a slight movement of his fingers, a slashing strike instantly hit the unwelcome guest.

He was already dealing with enough stress caused by the girl every day, and now someone had dared to offend him and attempt to take control of the body he had his eye on. He decided to use Mahito as a punching bag.

The attack was merciless.

The slash cut from Mahito's right shoulder down to the left side of his abdomen, nearly cutting him in half. The injury to his soul was immediately reflected in his physical body, and blood spurted out in an instant.

"Ahhh, Sukuna! What are you doing?" Saki was stunned.

Sukuna looked at the girl, who had no sense of danger, and sneered. "Idiot."

Saki couldn't bother arguing with him. She looked at the curse spirit, bleeding profusely, and was panicking, not knowing what to do.

"What should I do? The cursed spirit can't be that easy to kill, right? Should I call an emergency number? Wait, ordinary people can't see curse spirits."

She said this while trying to get closer to check on the creature's wounds.

Mahito's expression changed slightly. He took a cautious step back, then decisively chose to flee in a panic.

Seeing that the other party could still run despite being so injured, Saki instantly felt a bit more at ease. She couldn't help but scold again, "Sukuna, that was you just now, right? How could you just go around hurting people?"

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