The King of Curses Can't Stop Me from Becoming an Idol Ch. 27

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"That's a weird thing to say. Aren't you going to talk to them?" Gojo said, sounding serious.

Saki: "..."

In the end, Saki still asked for the floor plan—better safe than sorry.

Saki was ready to have her brother accompany her to the director's office, but since Saitama hadn't woken up yet, they didn't leave for the time being.

After finishing breakfast, she followed her usual routine and went to the dance studio, focusing wholeheartedly on practicing the basics of dance.

During that time, she had a phone call with her agent and arranged to continue shooting the commercial at 2 p.m.

Her plan was to arrive at the director's office before ten, spend half an hour to an hour discussing the "Ryomen Sukuna" matter, then eat lunch outside. After eating, she would head straight to the set to give herself some time for makeup.

Even Sukuna kind of admired her attitude.

A little past nine, Saitama yawned and got up. Saki finished practicing, changed into clothes suitable for going out, then stepped over the "corpses" scattered by the door and took a taxi with her brother to the director's office.

Although she was already an adult this year, she hadn't gotten her driver's license yet. Plus, since she usually had her agent and assistant to pick her up, she still hadn't bought a car. So the two of them could only take a taxi.

Today was to settle a fight—no, to discuss something important—so naturally, it wasn't appropriate for the manager or assistant to tag along.

By the time they arrived at the director's office, it was nearly noon.

Saki went straight to the guard post and politely said, "I have business with the Jujutsu Headquarters. Could you help me report it?"

Because Jujutsu Headquarters's office was protected by a barrier, there was no worry about enemies sneaking in. The guard wasn't a sorcerer, just a regular person in charge of registration. He didn't notice anything strange about the girl and asked formally, "Do you have an appointment? What business with the director?"

Saki thought for a moment and told the truth, "I was possessed by Ryomen Sukuna. I'm here to talk to your Jujutsu Director about this."

"Huh? What did you just say?" The guard doubted if he heard wrong.

"I was possessed by Ryomen Sukuna. I'm here to talk to your Jujutsu Director about this." The girl repeated word for word.

This time the guard heard clearly, but he chose not to believe it, sternly reminding her, "Little girl, this isn't a place for jokes. If you really have business, bring your guardian."

Hearing this, Saitama raised his hand and said, "I'm the guardian."

The guard glanced at him outside, then sternly reminded again, "This isn't a place for jokes."

Saki had no choice and started negotiating with Sukuna inside her, "You say something to prove it for me, will you?"

She even added a request, "Don't make a mouth on my face, that would look awful. On my hand, please."

Sukuna: "..."

"Heh, you actually think you can order me around? Who do you think you are?" Sukuna laughed angrily.

"You live in my body after all, and you won't even help with this little favor? So stingy." Saki directly nagged him to his face.

Sukuna: "..."

The guard watched the girl talking to herself, suspected she had a screw loose, firmly refused to let her in, and even suggested she see a doctor.

Not as a joke—he was genuinely recommending she see a hospital.

Saki felt helpless and started considering forcing her way in, but no matter how she thought about it, that wouldn't help a friendly negotiation.

While she hesitated, a group of people in uniform, fully armed and looking serious, rushed toward them and quickly surrounded her and Saitama.

Gojo wasn't bluffing. Jujutsu Headquarters's office had a barrier, and she would be detected as soon as she entered.

Seeing this, Saki quickly raised her voice to explain, "I'm not here to fight. I'm here to have a friendly talk with you."

"The people who came to my place last night are still alive; they just got knocked out. You can go get them now."

"I really don't want to make this a big deal. Can you please talk to me properly?"

She genuinely wanted to negotiate, after all, she had repeatedly told Gojo she was here to talk. If they fought without any discussion, that would be like slapping herself in the face.

The captain of the guard thought for a moment, then took out his phone and called the Inspector General, reporting the current situation.

The order from above was to arrest them.

"Move." He immediately ordered his subordinates.

Saki: "..."

Five minutes later, Saki looked at the guards unconscious all over the floor and nervously comforted herself, "I can't be blamed for this."

"But since it's come to this..." She gave up struggling, took out her phone, and started looking at the floor plan Gojo had given her. "Let's just storm in and find the Inspector General."

This flourishing scene was exactly as Gojo had hoped.

The simple floor plan was really simple. After looking at it, she could only get a rough idea of the direction. Saki, with her brother, walked inside and not far in, they ran straight into guards rushing to reinforce.

Yep, knocked them all out.

For the next ten or so minutes, the siblings kept knocking out guards who came to stop them while searching for the conference room.

While they were fighting, a few gray-haired elders showed up and scolded them for being so bold.

Annoying, knocked them out too.

After another ten or so minutes, no one else came out to stop them.

Although some sorcerers did have pretty decent techniques, they just couldn't match the strength of the siblings.

—Unless they had conceptual-level defense like Gojo Satoru, no one could withstand their punches, and no one could dodge them.

Most people were knocked out by a single punch before even activating their techniques.

Finally, after wandering around the director's office for quite some time, the two successfully found the much-anticipated conference room.

Saki got a little excited and looked at the circle of folding screens inside, confirming, "This is the room."

"But where is everyone? Where did they all go? Where's the Jujutsu Inspector General?" She walked around the room looking for people but found none.

Strange, weren't they supposed to be having a meeting at this time? And hadn't they planned to catch everyone here in one go?

"Did we get the wrong place?" Saitama asked.

"Mr. Gojo said the director's conference room is different from a normal one. Those old guys like to put on airs and sit behind folding screens during meetings." Saki looked at the circle of folding screens again.

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