The King of Curses Can't Stop Me from Becoming an Idol Ch. 71

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With everything Kenjaku had stirred up this time, there was no way Saki dared to hold another concert until he was taken care of.

"Kiki-chan, aren't you going to sleep?" Gojo suddenly asked, a little confused. He figured if he came by at this hour, she'd definitely be catching up on rest.

"I already slept, just not for long," Saki explained honestly. "Then I remembered the thing with Mahito and figured I'd talk to him first."

Hearing that, Gojo glanced over at Mahito and asked, "What could Mahito have going on?"

Mahito was sweating bullets.

"Last night, I saw him talking to Kenjaku. They must know each other," Saki answered truthfully. "But he said he could explain."

"He can explain, huh?" Gojo repeated with a smile. "Alright then, let's hear it. I'm curious too."

Mahito was now drenched in sweat.

He had two options:
One, come clean about everything and gamble that Saki's old bond with him would earn him a shot at survival.
Two, bluff all the way and bet he could fool Gojo Satoru too.

"Before you explain, let's set a binding vow. Promise everything you say is true—if not, then you die a horrible death," Gojo added cheerfully.

Mahito: "..."

Welp. Guess there's only one option left now.

To be honest, the odds of success with Option One weren't that bad. Saki had a soft spot for people she knew. He just had to watch out for Gojo stabbing him in the back when the opportunity came to exorcise him.

Mahito forced out a grimace that looked worse than crying, then gave up completely and spilled everything.

—He had been working with Jogo and the others. He was allied with Kenjaku. They all shared the same goal: to revive Ryomen Sukuna.

Gojo listened with a calm expression. He hadn't really trusted Mahito from the start anyway.

Saki, on the other hand, was clearly upset. She had honestly treated him like one of her own.

"You actually picked Sukuna over me?!" she demanded, looking completely betrayed. "Am I really worth less than Sukuna in your eyes?"

"What's so great about Sukuna anyway? He's not as pretty as me, doesn't have a better temper, and he even threatens you when he loses at cards!"

"You're really making me lose face here!"

The room fell into a weird, awkward silence.

Gojo: "..."

That's what you're mad about?

Mahito: "..."

That's what you care about??

"It's because Jogo and the others wanted cursed spirits to dominate the world. Kenjaku said reviving Ryomen Sukuna was the only way to make that happen," Mahito explained with a complicated expression.

The way she said it made it sound like he'd picked Sukuna because he liked him more.

Honestly, if all that stuff didn't matter and he had to choose between the two, he'd definitely go with the girl. She was simple and easy to fool.

"Alright, don't get hung up on small stuff like that," Gojo cut in. "Kiki-chan, how do you want to handle this guy? Should we just exorcise him?"

"If you can't do it, I'll help."

Saki really couldn't bring herself to do it. After all, they had spent quite a bit of time together. And even if it was only because of the binding vow, Mahito hadn't actually hurt anyone in front of her—he'd only ever saved people.

She found it hard to immediately see him as an enemy.

"Mr. Gojo, Mahito actually saved quite a lot of people yesterday," she said hesitantly.

She was clearly pleading for Mahito's sake.

"Well, if you wanna keep him around, that's fine too," Gojo said, totally unsurprised by her reaction. He smiled and offered an alternative, "Just have him make a few more binding vows to restrain himself."

"Besides, the guy's cursed technique is actually pretty useful. Would be a waste to exorcise him."

Saki looked at Mahito when she heard that, waiting for him to make the choice himself.

Mahito had no desire to die. He immediately agreed without hesitation, "I can make a vow. From now on, I'll follow Kiki's orders unconditionally."

He switched sides fast and clean. After all, freedom didn't matter if you were dead, and honestly, this setup wasn't that different from before.

"Alright, then let's go with that," Gojo said casually. "Kiki-chan, you're in charge of keeping an eye on him. If he causes trouble again, I'll take him out."

"Mm-hmm," Saki nodded.

Now that she knew Mahito used to be part of the enemy faction, she'd obviously keep a close eye on him. And if he ever did anything bad again, she'd deal with him herself.

Mahito finally breathed a sigh of relief when he realized his life was truly spared.

Just then, Uraume brought out the food and set it on the table.

Gojo sat down with a good mood and started eating. Midway, he looked up and asked, "Mahito, what exactly is your technique? It can't just be healing, right?"

"My technique is Idle Transfiguration. I can reshape souls, which in turn changes the form of the body," Mahito explained honestly.

"So the healing part is just a side effect of the main technique," Gojo immediately caught on.

"Then can you turn into any shape you want?" Saki asked curiously.

Mahito nodded. Seeing that she was interested, he raised his hand and gave a little show—first turning it into a long blade, then into wings, switching through various forms like it was nothing.

"Whoa!" Saki was more and more amazed, and then suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "Wait—so you can change anything? Even change someone else's shape?"

"Yes," Mahito nodded, then added a warning, "But humans can only handle so much. If you change someone's soul too much, it'll kill them."

Saki's eyes lit up at that. She immediately said excitedly, "Quick, quick—make me busty!"

"At least bigger than Sukuna's pecs!"

Gojo Satoru was in the middle of drinking his soup when he almost spat it all out. Uraume, who had been diligently scrubbing the floor, froze mid-motion.

Mahito looked even more stunned. After a long pause, he cautiously asked, "You mean... you want me to use Idle Transfiguration to change your appearance?"

"Mhm." Saki nodded firmly. "You probably don't know much about this, so it's best if you go find a plastic surgeon and learn from them first. You've gotta give me the best-looking boob shape..."

She suddenly cut herself off mid-sentence, remembering there were people around who probably shouldn't be hearing this.

"Mr. Gojo, maybe you should take your food home. I need to talk business with Mahito," she said boldly.

Gojo Satoru: "......"

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