Saiyans Forbidden from Crossing Worlds to Steal Jobs Ch. 2

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June 2017

Ikki got accepted into Hyotei Academy in Tokyo and transferred from Satozakura High School to Hyotei.

Wednesday, June 3rd.

Ikki dragged her suitcase and carried her backpack as she boarded the Shinkansen bound for Tokyo.

There weren't many people on the train. Her suitcase rattled loudly as it rolled along the floor.

Since she had a lot of luggage, she specifically bought two seats.

Following the seat numbers, Ikki walked forward and suddenly stopped.

The vibe ahead was kind of weird.

The person on the left had half of their hair tied up in a bun, with a slanted fringe across their forehead and super narrow eyes. Dressed in what looked like a monk's robe—was that... a master?

The person on the right had spiky white hair, a blindfold over his eyes, and no walking stick in sight. What a strong-willed and inspiring young man with a disability!

At that moment, the two of them were facing each other, staring deeply, silent but as if thousands of unspoken words were being exchanged.

Both were super good-looking, the mood was kinda beautiful, it was a feast for the eyes—any random angle could make a girl fall head over heels.

But...

The aisle was only so wide, and with them blocking the middle, she couldn't pass!

Ikki, whose romantic heart had long been fed to the dogs, spoke up coldly and without mercy.

"Excuse me, could you two move a bit?"

As soon as she spoke, the master shifted his gaze to her.

He looked at her, lips parting slightly.

"Ah..."

He let out a light sigh. "Seriously, it's really everywhere..."

He sighed, then gave a wicked little smirk.

He raised his hand—and a monster popped out from his palm.

Wait a sec!

A monster popped out?!

The monster had four eyes, stacked top and bottom, a giant gaping mouth, wore a kimono, was barefoot, had a bizarre look and a menacing aura.

Oh, so you weren't a normal person either, huh.

Just then, a voice floated through the air.

"Filthy monkey."

Filthy... monkey?

'Monkey?!'

'Holy shit! Σ(っ°Д°;)っ！'

'Did my cover just get blown?!'

Ikki was totally shocked.

But right after, she got pissed.

'What the hell?'

'Just because I'm not from Earth, you think you can send monsters to attack me and wipe me out?!'

'Where the hell did this dumbass crawl out from?!'

'This was way out of line!'

Ikki raised her hand in fury and slapped the monster right across the face.

And boom—the monster immediately launched into the air, spinning 720 degrees at high speed before smacking into the wall with a splat. It looked exactly like a watermelon dropped from the sky. Total pulp.

"What about monkeys?!"

"Did a monkey eat your rice and spend your money?!"

Master: !!!

Blindfolded guy: !!!

The cursed spirit died too fast, like a tornado, catching them completely off guard.

The master's hands froze, his expression turned blank.

'What did I just see?'

'Was that a monkey?!!'

'Was that really a monkey?!!!!'

The master, his full name was Geto Suguru, the leader of the Star Religious Group and also the head of a pyramid scheme.

He used to be kind, good, and always ready to help, dedicated to exorcising cursed spirits and protecting ordinary people.

But after all the schemes and backstabbing, the physical and emotional abuse, the storms and beatings, he ended up with a new dream.

He wanted to create a beautiful new world made up of only sorcerers!

A dream, just a dream—something to think about but not take seriously.

If he'd read even a little more, he would've known it was totally unrealistic.

But Geto Suguru... he didn't study!

Three years at Jujutsu High, spending his free time training, the rest on a 996 grind—forget Japanese, math, or English, even his middle school knowledge went straight to the dogs.

In short, he didn't learn crap!

He never did reading comprehension, never read the news.

Anytime he ran into a problem, it was always black-and-white thinking, never researched, never went online.

So just like that, he went dark.

He slaughtered villages, defected, joined the evil cult, and went full chaos mode.

But no matter how grand your ambitions, you still had to rely on monkey transportation to get around.

So he came, armed with deodorant spray and a heart full of disgust for monkeys, and got on the Shinkansen.

What he didn't expect was that on this very train he'd picked—specifically because there wouldn't be many monkeys—he'd run into his former best friend: Gojo Satoru.

Back then, the two of them were like the wind and the sand, like rain and dew.

They laughed together, messed around together, got punished together, and wrote self-reflections together.

They ran down the road of youth, chasing sunsets.

Too bad, everything changed during that miserable summer.

He wasn't the same person anymore.

And his best friend...

He was getting more and more Hot Topic.

Geto's tiny eyes subtly paused on his best friend's mop-like hair, then looked away... it hurt his eyes a little.

"Long time no see, Satoru." He gave a faint smile. "I heard you became a teacher."

"No wonder this year's freshmen are so talented." His smile deepened. "Turns out they're all your beloved students."

"I always knew, Satoru—you're the strongest."

"But even someone as powerful as you still has to run around day and night for those dumb monkeys."

"Why bother?" He spread his hands, his little eyes widening by 0.1 millimeter. "This world was always meant for the strong."

"Those monkeys are like rats in the sewers, constantly spawning cursed spirits and tormenting sorcerers."

"Don't you get it, Satoru?" he shouted with force. "A world with only sorcerers is the most beautiful world!"

Memories buried deep inside surged up, overlapping with that day ten years ago.

Back then, in the crowd of people rushing past, he had said the exact same words.

And ten years later, his thoughts still hadn't changed.

He truly believed this was the real truth, the real justice!

The sad thing was, Gojo Satoru, just like ten years ago, hadn't changed his way of thinking either, "I already told you, your idea is never going to work."

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