The King of Curses Can't Stop Me from Becoming an Idol Ch. 37

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The phone barely rang twice before it was picked up.

"Kiki-chan, what's up?" Gojo sounded wide awake, like he hadn't gone to bed yet.

"A super ugly centipede-looking curse spirit just attacked me. I can't kill it, so I'm dragging it somewhere with no people. What should I do?" she asked, quick and to the point.

"Ah—damn, I should've given you a cursed tool," Gojo said, instantly annoyed at himself.

Even if it was a special grade curse, it couldn't really hurt her, and since she had cursed energy, he'd been focusing on training her to use it—completely forgetting that in the meantime she could've just been using a weapon.

"You're in Okinawa, right? I'll come over now. Just hold out for a bit."

"You're coming now? Like, do you have some space-warping trick to teleport over or something?" Saki asked, hopeful.

"...I'm getting on a plane," Gojo replied, half amused, half exasperated.

"What! That's gonna take at least three hours!" Saki practically shrieked. "I'll look awful tomorrow from staying up all night!"

Without even ending the call, she immediately turned to her internal backup plan and shouted, "Sukuna! Sukuna! Come on, help me out!"

"Let me take over your body for two hours, and I'll handle it," Sukuna offered without missing a beat.

"Two hours? No way. Who knows what you'll do with my body," Saki rejected him on the spot.

"Calm down, Kiki-chan, just stay calm," Gojo said quickly. "Don't just agree to any deal Sukuna throws out there, okay?"

Saki was actually staying pretty rational. After what happened last time, she knew better than to blindly accept his terms.

"I'll get there as fast as I can," Gojo added. "I'll bring a cursed tool with me. Once you have it, you'll be able to exorcise curses yourself—this kind of situation won't happen again."

In other words: just bear with it this time, my precious ancestor.

"...Fine," Saki muttered, clearly unwilling but out of options.

Gojo breathed a sigh of relief. Hanging up, he immediately started booking a flight while heading toward Jujutsu High's weapon storage.

Meanwhile, Saki had dragged the centipede curse all the way to a deserted beach. Still pissed that it had ruined her beauty sleep, she beat the thing up several more times, even though she knew she couldn't actually exorcise it.

Once the curse stopped moving and just lay there limp, she plopped down on its giant head to begin the long wait.

The cool sea breeze tugged at her hair. After a while, she tried to get Sukuna to help again, this time switching tactics.

"Sukuna~ come on, help me out~" she pleaded, using her best whining, cutesy voice.

Sukuna was completely unmoved.

Saki clenched her teeth and kept at it. "Help me out, pleeease? Pretty pleeease? What's the big deal, huh? Don't be such a cheapskate..."

She kept on nagging and nagging until Sukuna actually started getting annoyed. Just as he was about to give in—fine, I'll handle it and shut her up—he suddenly sensed something.

Something was off again.

The temperature in the sea breeze had dropped drastically, and there was a faint hint of frost riding the air. The curse spirit beneath Saki began to freeze over, starting from the tail and spreading in an instant until the entire body was locked in ice.

In the distance, a young-looking man with white hair and blunt-cut bangs walked toward them at an unhurried pace.

Saki looked at the newcomer. Her first reaction was that the other person was a jujutsu sorcerer who had probably sensed something weird going on and came to help.

"Are you a sorcerer?" she asked uncertainly.

Right then, almost like confirming her guess, the frozen cursed spirit suddenly shattered into countless pieces and completely vanished into the air.

The person walked up, eyes slightly downcast, and introduced themselves. "I'm Uraume. My lord, it's an honor to see you again."

Saki thought their attitude was kind of weird, but since she was a public figure, she didn't think much of it and just assumed they were a fan—maybe someone who had been to one of her concerts or a handshake event.

As for the way they addressed her, she had plenty of fans who called her things like "Lady Kiki" or "Princess Kiki."

"Hey there." She smiled and responded, then waited for them to ask for something like an autograph, handshake, or a hug.

The voice sounded like a boy's, but the face looked more like a girl's, so she wasn't really sure about the gender. If they were a boy, then it'd just be an autograph and handshake, nothing more.

She waited for the Uraume to say what they wanted. They did open their mouth just like she expected—but what came out made zero sense to her.

"My lord, I'm here to set you free." A sudden burst of killing intent showed up on their delicate face.

The next second, that sickening feeling of losing the ground beneath her hit—just like when she'd been attacked by those three special grade curses. The ground under her feet turned into an endless abyss.

Saki fell straight on her butt, and at the same time, the ground iced over in a huge area, freezing half her body solid.

Before she could even react, the person was suddenly holding a long blade she hadn't even noticed appear, and it was already pressed up against her neck.

Right at that split second, a mouth suddenly opened up on Saki's face—Ryomen Sukuna's—and he spoke up, clearly annoyed. "Stop, Uraume."

The blade instantly froze in place.

"Stop trying to kill this brat. This body is mine."

Uraume froze. Saki also froze.

"Lord Sukuna, that person prepared another vessel for you—" Rime tried to say something, but got cut off by the girl's sudden scream.

"AAAHHH! Sukuna, why do you keep growing a mouth on my face?!" Saki lost it.

Between someone trying to kill her and the fact that this person actually knew Sukuna, what really got to her was still the mouth-on-her-face thing.

The enemy hadn't managed to lay a finger on her, but Sukuna had just done actual emotional damage to her innocent little heart.

"AAAHHH! Get off my face!" She exploded with power all of a sudden.

Sukuna's soul immediately felt the pressure and was forced to lose control of the body again.

His expression shifted slightly. He was starting to get a hint of the truth.

—This girl's power might not even have a limit. As long as she wanted to, she could just power up as much as she pleased.

"Don't be rude to Lord Sukuna." Uraume frowned and snapped.

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