The King of Curses Can't Stop Me from Becoming an Idol Ch. 17

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"Wait!" She suddenly realized something more important. "How did you do that? Why were you able to hurt people?"

This was a serious question!

—If he could harm people just by touching them, that would be a big deal. She wouldn't be able to hold handshakes anymore!

After spending some time with him, Ryomen Sukuna had already figured out the girl's thought process and couldn't take it anymore. He spat out, "Idiot."

"I'm asking you a question, answer me quickly," Saki urged.

"Heh, guess for yourself," Sukuna said, and then fell silent, no matter how much the girl continued to question him.

He couldn't be bothered to explain his actions and didn't care about being misunderstood.

Saki was really mad, but after calming down, she figured he probably couldn't hurt people just by touching them. Otherwise, with his personality, he'd probably have caused a massacre during the handshake event.

She figured there were only two possibilities for what happened this time: either the other person could harm curse spirits by touch, or the cursed spirit named Mahito had done something.

Once she sorted out her thoughts, she felt relieved. As long as Sukuna couldn't hurt humans, that was fine.

—Although she didn't have ill intentions towards curse spirits, she didn't treat them with the same kindness as she did humans.

As for the cursed spirit from earlier, it was just unlucky for it. She'd apologize the next time they met.

Saki turned her gaze back to the stage. A minute later, she suddenly realized and looked down at her dress, which was covered in blood from the cursed spirit that had splattered everywhere.

Ahhh, what should I do?!

She hurriedly ran to the dressing room, wanting to call her manager to help her get a new outfit, but found that the manager didn't seem surprised at all when she saw her covered in blood.

"Kiki, what's wrong?"

"My clothes..." Saki's words got stuck, and she belatedly realized that ordinary people couldn't see curse spirits, so they naturally couldn't see curse spirit blood either.

"What's wrong with your clothes?" Kinoshita pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"I want to change into a different performance outfit. Do you have a spare?" Saki decided to change; she couldn't go on stage like this.

And what if there were sorcerers in the audience? They'd be watching her perform covered in blood.

"Sure." Kinoshita didn't ask further and immediately called the assistant to bring a spare outfit.

Saki quickly ran to the restroom to tidy herself up. It took her a long time, but she finally got cleaned up and changed into a new performance outfit.

Fortunately, although there was a little hiccup, the performance went very well in the end.

When she took the stage, the entire venue erupted in a wave of cheers, with some fans even fainting from excitement. She really loved that feeling.

That feeling of being surrounded by the spotlight, the cheers, and the passionate love from her fans.

"Boring," Sukuna spoiled the mood, "As a strong person, you actually like lowering your dignity to please these insects."

Saki ignored his words, maintaining a perfect smile on her face, responding to the fans' enthusiasm in the best possible way, until she stepped off the stage and took off her microphone.

"Don't make me curse you when I'm at my happiest," the girl warned with a smile.

Sukuna: "..."

Three days after the performance, Saki received a call from Gojo Satoru. He finally had time to teach her how to use cursed energy.

Since, as an idol, she wasn't suited to being in crowded places, the location for the lesson was chosen to be her spacious flat.

Gojo soon arrived with a gift box in hand.

"Huh? You brought a gift? No need to be so polite," Saki said, though she quickly took the gift box from him.

Who wouldn't like receiving gifts?

"Well, go ahead and open it now," Gojo said with a smile.

Saki, trusting him, opened the box, only to be punched on the chin by a stuffed toy that leapt out, leaving her completely stunned.

"Hahaha~" Gojo laughed without any teacher-like restraint.

Saki wasn't angry though; this level of attack didn't hurt her at all. She reached out and grabbed the toy that was still trying to punch her.

It was a pink little bear wearing boxing gloves, still struggling and trying to punch her even after she caught it. It was kind of cute.

"Huh? What is this?" she asked curiously.

"You're not mad?" Gojo was a bit surprised. "You've got an unexpectedly good temper."

"Well, if you thought this would make me mad, why would you even do it?" Saki replied, a little speechless.

She suddenly realized the guy in front of her had a pretty awful personality.

"Come on, don't worry about such small stuff," Gojo laughed it off. "That toy is a cursed corpse, and we'll be using it in the lesson later."

He then clapped his hands with a serious expression. "Alright, alright, Gojo-sensei's class is starting."

Saki sat obediently on the sofa.

"First, let's talk about cursed energy," Gojo began the lesson seriously.

"Cursed energy is the energy that comes from human negative emotions. Although everyone experiences negative emotions, only sorcerers can extract energy from them."

"What you need to learn first is to extract cursed energy from negative emotions, and then output that energy steadily."

Saki listened attentively the entire time, but the more she listened, the more confused she became.

Such an abstract concept.

"You can start by recalling the feeling you get when you're extremely angry or scared. Don't you feel like your whole body is filled with strength? That's the effect of cursed energy."

"But it's hard to stay extremely angry or scared for long, and it can easily waste cursed energy..."

"Gojo-sensei." Saki raised her hand to speak.

"Yes, Kiki-chan, go ahead," Gojo smiled and gestured for her to speak.

"I've always felt like I'm full of power. What should I do about that?" Saki asked innocently.

Gojo was caught off guard. Realizing that simply talking about theory wouldn't help her understand, he thought for a moment and then suggested, "How about you feel it for yourself?"

"How do I do that?"

"I'll punch you once without cursed energy, and then punch you again with cursed energy. You can feel the difference."

"Alright."

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