The King of Curses Can't Stop Me from Becoming an Idol Ch. 47

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The girl suddenly spoke up, snapping him out of his spiraling thoughts.

"Even though Mahito's my fan now, he might like someone else in the future. That's his choice, and I can't force him to always like only me," Saki said seriously.

She was actually pretty chill about stuff like this. Fans switching idols was super common, and she didn't think it was a big deal.

Mahito was so touched he nearly cried. She really did refuse for him.

"Kiki-chan, you're seriously such a kind soul. So, what kind of vow do you think would work?" Gojo asked with a smile.

"Mr. Gojo, you want Mahito to make a binding vow because you're afraid he'll hurt regular people, right?" Saki thought about it and suggested, "Then just have him vow not to hurt ordinary people."

She didn't count sorcerers in that. After all, cursed spirits and sorcerers were natural enemies. If a sorcerer tried to exorcise him, she couldn't exactly forbid him from fighting back.

"Sure, that works." Gojo shrugged casually and nodded.

The two of them then turned to look at Mahito.

What else could Mahito do? Refusing now was basically asking to die. He could only force a smile and agree—though he kept a little trick up his sleeve.

"As long as you don't allow it, I'll never hurt ordinary people," he promised, looking at the girl.

It sounded like he was swearing loyalty to her—like if she needed it, he could go after ordinary people. But in truth, he was exploiting a loophole in the girl's dual-soul body, leaving himself a way out.

—Once Sukuna fully took over the girl's body, the one bound by the vow would naturally become Ryomen Sukuna. And Ryomen Sukuna clearly wouldn't stop him from hurting regular people.

Saki didn't think that far. Seeing Mahito make the vow, she immediately looked at Gojo. "Mr. Gojo, this should be good enough, right?"

"Yeah." Gojo nodded without much care. He had actually noticed the flaw in the vow but didn't bother with it.

After all, if Sukuna really did manage to take over the girl's body, humanity was pretty much doomed anyway. What role Mahito played at that point didn't matter.

Mahito felt like he'd just saved his own skin and quietly let out a sigh of relief.

Just then, Gojo suddenly smiled and asked, "Kiki-chan, if I remember right, you've only got one guest room over there, right? Can that many people even fit?"

The apartment was actually huge, but the girl had set up a massive walk-in closet for herself and even remodeled a room into a dance studio, so yeah, space was tight.

"There's not enough room," Saki admitted, nodding. "I was planning to give the guest room to Uraume. Mahito can make do with the couch for tonight, and I'll find him a proper place tomorrow."

Then she suddenly realized something and turned to ask, "Mr. Gojo, if it's okay, could Mahito stay at your place for the night?"

She figured he only brought it up because he was trying to help.

Mahito: "......"

What kind of suicidal suggestion was that?!

The breath Mahito had just let out immediately got sucked right back in.

"Sure," Gojo agreed, just like Mahito feared he would. And not only did he agree, he even took it a step further. "No need to find him another place. I've got plenty of rooms—he can just stay with me."

"Are you sure it won't be a bother?" Saki asked to make sure.

Of course, she was totally happy with this arrangement. Having Mahito close by would make it easy to find him when needed. But she was really worried it might trouble Gojo.

"Not at all. I live alone, it gets lonely," Gojo said as he casually threw an arm over Mahito's shoulder, acting like they were already best buds.

Mahito felt the weight pressing down on his shoulder and didn't dare say a word.

"That's great." Saki smiled brightly. "Mr. Gojo, thank you so much."

"No need to thank me." Gojo smiled just as brightly.

"Mahito, don't worry. Mr. Gojo's a really nice guy. You don't have to feel nervous," Saki said, turning to Mahito.

Mahito: "......"

'I want to die.'

Just like that, it was settled. Gojo took Mahito back with him, and as soon as the elevator doors shut behind them, his smile stayed on, but his whole vibe turned dangerous.

"You better make sure I don't catch anything shady on you," he said suddenly, voice full of hidden warning.

Mahito felt like a mouse caught in a cat's sights, his whole body frozen. He didn't move, didn't resist.

It was just a short ride. The elevator soon arrived with a ding.

When the doors slid open, Gojo instantly switched back to his cheerful self, smiling warmly as he said, "No need to be so tense. Since Kiki-chan thinks of you as a friend, that means we're friends too."

"I've never had a cursed spirit friend before. You're the first. Isn't that exciting?"

Mahito: "......"

'Now I really want to die.'

He made up his mind—tomorrow, first chance he got, he was running. Far away. Never showing his face around these psychos again. He could just feel it—things were only going to get worse from here.

Jogo was right. These people were demons.

"I'm going to treasure our friendship deeply," Gojo went on. "And to make sure our friendship lasts forever, I'm sure you wouldn't mind making one more vow."

"You know, Kiki-chan's made a lot of enemies. As her friend, I'm really worried about her safety."

"Since she hired you as her personal doctor, I'm sure you'd be happy to stay by her side at all times, right? That way you can treat her the moment she gets hurt."

Mahito: "......"

'Just kill me already.'

'Who else is getting hurt? Say it clearly—who's getting hurt?! Who's been the one getting hurt this whole time?!'

Saki had no idea what Mahito was going through downstairs. She had brought Uraume home and immediately ran off to find Saitama.

Partly because it had been so long since she'd seen her brother and she missed him terribly, and partly because she wanted to introduce Uraume as the newest member of the household.

No need to introduce Mahito—they already knew each other.

Saitama took the news about Uraume well. He didn't care at all that they were from a thousand years ago. In fact, he was really happy to have one more live-in housekeeper.

—Awesome. Now he wouldn't have to help his sister clean the toilet anymore.

...

Saki woke up naturally the next morning, feeling totally refreshed. Right after opening her eyes, she picked up a faint smell of food wafting from outside.

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