The King of Curses Can't Stop Me from Becoming an Idol Ch. 41

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The two of them happily exchanged their "loot."

There was just one issue—Saki didn't actually know how to use a three-section staff. She gave it a try and, unsurprisingly, smacked herself.

"I'll teach you later. For now, just keep it folded and use it to whack people," Gojo suggested. "With your strength, one hit'll probably be fatal."

Saki: "..."

"I'll take that as a compliment," she said, tucking Playful Cloud away. Then she told him she had work to do and that he could go ahead and take the curse user away.

Gojo had planned to ask about last night in more detail, but after thinking it over, he nodded. "Alright, I'll interrogate him first. Might need to talk to you later."

"Cool," Saki said with a wave, totally unbothered that he was still in the hotel room she'd booked. She grabbed her bag and headed out.

The rest of the Inugane crew had gotten up earlier than her and were already at the shooting location setting up the set.

Not wanting to delay the shoot, she grabbed a quick breakfast at the hotel restaurant and then headed straight to the site, ready to throw herself into work.

Around noon, Saki got a call from Gojo. He said something urgent had come up and asked if she'd meet him for lunch.

He'd booked a private room at a restaurant, and when Saki arrived, she saw Uraume was already there too.

They were dressed in clean clothes, their injuries fully healed. Uraume sat quietly in a corner, eyes lowered, lost in thought.

Gojo was on the opposite side, slouched lazily in his chair with one hand resting on the table, tapping his index finger restlessly—a subtle but clear sign of his irritation.

Neither of them said a word. The tension in the room was thick enough to cut.

"Mr. Gojo, what's the urgent thing you wanted to talk about?" Saki asked cheerfully as she pushed the door open, shattering the heavy atmosphere the moment she walked in.

Gojo snapped out of his thoughts, adjusted his mood quickly, and smiled. "Kiki, do you need an assistant?"

"Huh?" Saki blinked, confused.

Gojo gave her a quick rundown of the situation.

—Uraume was willing to sell out their former "associate" and leak important information. The only condition: they wanted to stay close to Ryoumen Sukuna.

Of course, Uraume clarified that the person in question wasn't a "comrade," just a collaborator.

Since Sukuna currently didn't have a body of his own, staying close to him meant sticking with Saki. Gojo couldn't agree on her behalf, so he called her over to discuss it.

"Even if we set a Binding Vow to restrict their behavior, it's still risky," Gojo said seriously. "So it's totally up to you. Don't feel pressured."

He wasn't trying to force her into it. Honestly, if it weren't for what he found out earlier today—something so infuriating it made him desperate for answers—he wouldn't have even considered making a deal like this.

"Mr. Gojo, is there something you really want to know?" Saki asked after thinking about it for a moment.

"Yeah." Gojo nodded. "That man who attacked you yesterday—I thought someone had just used a cursed technique to copy Suguru's face and stir up trouble under his name. But this morning, I went to the place you fought."

He paused, and his expression turned grim. "The lingering cursed energy there—it was definitely Suguru's."

"You mean your friend isn't dead?" Saki looked shocked.

"No. I killed him myself. He can't be alive." Gojo shook his head.

"So... was it a twin?" Saki guessed.

"Suguru was an only child. And even if he wasn't, everyone's cursed energy is unique—even twins," Gojo said, shaking his head again.

"I got it! It's a clone. Definitely a clone." Saki looked completely convinced.

"Okay, no. Stop right there," Gojo interrupted, exasperated. "There's no cloning tech that advanced yet. You've watched too many movies."

"Well, our world has it," Saki replied matter-of-factly. "It's not widespread or anything, but the House of Evolution's already done it."

"Wait, seriously? Your world's that advanced?" Now Gojo looked surprised.

"Yup. Though in daily life the tech's about the same. It's mostly human biology stuff that's more developed. Probably because we have way more weirdos."

The conversation slowly veered off track.

"Wait, wait, this isn't what we're supposed to be talking about," Gojo quickly pulled the topic back after catching himself.

Still, the detour helped take the edge off his mood.

"I'm starting to suspect someone's using Suguru's corpse," Gojo said grimly. "Back then... I didn't take his body with me."

Saki immediately understood. Having your best friend's corpse used like that—who wouldn't be furious? So she agreed without hesitation.

"Sure. He can be my assistant."

"Sodekawa-san's been swamped trying to help Airi and the others lately. And with my situation, I can't exactly go hiring random assistants."

She didn't seem the least bit concerned about the danger of keeping Uraume nearby.

"Thanks," Gojo said sincerely. "Then he'this guy is in your care for now."

Then, his tone shifted and he smiled. "Oh, and I already asked around—this guy used to be Sukuna's personal attendant. Total domestic powerhouse. Cooks really well too."

"You can treat him like a full-on live-in assistant. And the best part? You don't even have to pay him."

Wait, what?! That's amazing!

Saki's eyes sparkled. Honestly, she'd always been jealous of her brother—he had Genos, who was basically a housework god. Cooking, dishes, cleaning, even scrubbing the toilet—Genos did everything. Her brother didn't have to lift a finger.

Meanwhile, thanks to her complicated situation, she couldn't hire a live-in assistant. At most, she could call in part-time help every now and then. Most of the daily cleaning was still on her.

She looked at the quiet boy sitting nearby and suddenly found him very, very pleasing to the eye. Who could say no to a free, all-purpose live-in helper?

And just like that, the matter was settled.

Gojo turned to Uraume, the smile gone from his face. His voice dropped, calm but clearly laced with threat. "Alright. Tell me everything I want to know."

Without hesitation, Uraume started spilling secrets. "The one occupying Geto Suguru's body is called Kenjaku."

He laid it all out—Kenjaku was a sorcerer from a thousand years ago who had survived by jumping from body to body over the centuries.

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