The King of Curses Can't Stop Me from Becoming an Idol Ch. 63

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Kugisaki immediately shouted, panicked, "Kiki, watch out! His blood is corrosive—it'll eat away—"

But before she could even finish, Saki casually wiped the blood off her cheek with her sleeve and went straight in to beat the guy up.

Kugisaki saw that Saki's face still looked perfectly fine—smooth, pale as ever, not a single mark. She quietly swallowed the rest of her warning.

"You don't care about hygiene either! You're disgusting! All of you are disgusting!" Saki shouted as she landed punch after punch.

Ryomen Sukuna: "..."

Saki gave the enemy a serious beatdown, successfully forcing them to undo their technique. Then, without wasting a second, she called Gojo Satoru and told him everything that had just happened, reminding him to send someone over to take custody of the two.

"Those two might be the stolen Cursed Womb: Death Paintings," Gojo guessed after hearing the situation.

"Kiki-chan, can I trouble you to bring them back to Tokyo? And take them straight to Jujutsu High—Principal Yaga will take over from there."

"There's no Grade 1 sorcerer available right now, and if we send a Grade 2, I'm worried something might go wrong on the way."

"Sure," Saki didn't mind helping escort them back.

"Alright then, I'm counting on you. I'll bring you a souvenir when I get back from this trip," Gojo said, now feeling at ease.

"No problem." Saki was about to hang up when she suddenly remembered the finger and reported it honestly. "By the way, Mr. Gojo, that cursed spirit had one of Sukuna's fingers inside it."

"I told Sukuna to deal with it himself, but before I could even react, he just went and ate the finger." Her tone turned a little sulky.

Gojo assumed she was upset over being careless and immediately tried to comfort her. "It's fine. He ate it, whatever."

"It's not fine," Saki complained. "That finger was covered in cursed spirit blood! Sukuna didn't even wash it, just popped it in his mouth. No hygiene at all."

Gojo fell silent. At that moment, his thoughts probably matched Ryomen Sukuna's exactly.

—That's what you're hung up on?

"It was so dirty. I don't even know if eating it would give him diarrhea," the girl continued grumbling.

Gojo really wanted to say, "Don't worry. With you two and your iron stomachs that treat poison like lunch, there's no way something like diarrhea would happen."

But he knew that wasn't what the girl wanted to hear.

"How could he be like this? The mighty King of Curses doesn't even care about hygiene. Let's complain about him together," he said solemnly.

"Exactly! He's the worst," Saki instantly felt like she'd found a kindred spirit.

And so the two of them spent several minutes on the phone roasting Ryomen Sukuna.

Ryomen Sukuna: "..."

Enough!

After the call ended, Saki was in a much better mood and went to tell the others about the plan she and Gojo had come up with.

"I'll drive Miss Saki and those two back," Nitta immediately offered the most practical arrangement. "Fushiguro, you three take a cab back."

No one had any objections to that.

As for Mahito, of course he followed Saki. With her in the passenger seat, he could keep an eye on the two in the back.

The group then headed back to Tokyo and went straight to Jujutsu High.

Gojo had already made arrangements in advance. By the time they arrived, Principal Yaga was waiting at the school gate with the relevant staff, ready to take custody of the two Cursed Womb: Death Paintings.

It was already 8 p.m. by then.

Saki actually wanted to hurry home—if she didn't, she'd end up going to bed late. But she'd promised Fushiguro to go check on his sister, so she couldn't really back out.

She didn't think it was that urgent, but Fushiguro clearly did. So she didn't bring up the idea of going tomorrow instead.

After handing over the incarnated bodies, she got back into Nitta's car with Mahito and Fushiguro, leaving Jujutsu High and heading straight to the hospital where Fushiguro Tsumiki was staying.

...

Inside the hospital room, Uraume stood silently by the unconscious girl's bedside. When they walked in, Uraume immediately stood up respectfully.

"Lady Kiki, you've arrived."

"Mm-hmm." Saki responded casually, then quickly turned to Mahito. "Mahito, hurry up and check what's going on."

Mahito stepped forward and carefully examined Tsumiki's condition. He really did notice something, and then started debating whether or not to speak up.

He glanced at Uraume without making it obvious. They still looked completely emotionless.

He was sure Uraume knew what was going on. Not just them—even Sukuna had probably figured it out too. They just didn't feel like saying anything.

Honestly, he didn't feel like saying anything either. But unfortunately, his current "persona" was a special-grade cursed spirit who was good at healing. He could lie and make something up, but while Saki was easy to fool, Gojo Satoru definitely wasn't. If Gojo came to verify it later and made him form some weird Binding Vow, that'd be a pain.

After thinking it over, he decided to throw someone else under the bus.

"She's got a cursed object inside her. The only reason she hasn't been fully possessed or poisoned to death is because the object's temporarily sealed."

Mahito knew exactly who was responsible for this. No one else but that guy could've done it.

"It must've been Kenjaku," Saki immediately guessed the culprit too. As far as she was concerned, anything involving incarnated bodies was Kenjaku's doing.

"Is there a way to remove the cursed object?" Fushiguro asked anxiously.

He knew exactly what would happen if the seal broke. Not everyone could suppress a cursed object the way Saki did—most people ended up getting completely consumed.

"Yeah, is there a way? Since it's still sealed, it should be possible to take it out, right?" Saki looked to Mahito too.

"Forcing it out might break the seal. Best option is to have the original caster remove it themselves," Mahito shook his head.

"Do you have a way?" Saki turned to Uraume.

"No," Uraume also shook their head.

"Sukuna, what about you?" Saki finally asked Sukuna too.

Sukuna didn't directly say no. Instead, he let out a mocking laugh and said, "Hah. Beg me."

His tone was dripping with malice, obviously trying to humiliate her by making her swallow her pride.

But then—

"Please, pretty please, I'm begging you~" the girl said instantly, eyes curving in a smile.

Sukuna: "......"

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