Saiyans Forbidden from Crossing Worlds to Steal Jobs Ch. 7

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"Perfect," Ikki said with a smile as she pulled out her phone. "Now, let's begin special training!"

So when Ijichi drove over with Gojo in tow, what they saw was Sukima Onna dressed in a black suit, rocking a pair of dark sunglasses, hands neatly placed over her stomach—looking every bit the fully-evolved corporate drone.

When she saw them approaching, she even hit them with a textbook 45-degree bow and held up a wooden sign that read:
"New employee reporting in, please take care of me. (≧▽≦)ゞ"

'She even used a kaomoji!!!'

Ijichi's glasses dropped right off his face.

Gojo slipped on the spot.

The jujutsu sorcerers hiding in the shadows? Mentally shattered.

'What the actual hell did you do to Sukima Onna!!!'

Sukima Onna's first public appearance shocked (and traumatized) everyone.

Her attitude? Spot-on.
Her movements? Snappy.
Her attacks on other spirits? Absolutely ruthless.

She charged in like a wild boar, bulldozed through the battlefield, and wiped out a pack of Grade 2 cursed spirits in under thirty minutes.

Immediately soared to the top of the jujutsu community's trending topics.

Only thing was—her gaze toward them was kinda weird.

Sukima Onna: That guy with the glasses is pretty nice. I want him to massage my feet someday.

Slurp (ˉ﹃ˉ)~

The mission was complete, the money hit her account real quick, and the amount? Pretty dang satisfying.

Best part? It was effortless!

All the grunt work was done by her underlings. She literally just sat back and watched the money roll in!

At this rate, she'd be driving a car and buying a house and becoming a rich girl in no time!

Just imagining the good life ahead made Ikki so happy she felt like breaking into a seven-swan ballet routine right then and there.

Too bad... poor Ikki didn't really know how the jujutsu world worked.

She was way too naive.

See, jujutsu sorcerers are basically the ultimate office slaves—constantly running around exorcising curses and getting rid of bad vibes 24/7.

They're as rare as pandas, jacked like pro fighters, and any one of them could casually wipe the floor with your country's national sports team.

On top of that, they love hiring child labor, and if they could split a sorcerer into ten people to work ten jobs, they totally would.

Working 9 to 9, 6 days a week was the bare minimum. Try 0 to 0, 7 days a week.
No benefits, no health insurance, no reimbursements—forget about time off.

Didn't matter where you were. If they call, you better showed up. Now.

Sitting back and raking in the cash? Didn't exist.

Sukima Onna was Sukima Onna.
Ikki was... just Ikki.

So right after the mission was wrapped, Gojo cheerfully announced,
"Alrighty! Next up—let's head to your assignment site."

Ikki: "...Huh??"

"This was Sukima Onna's evaluation. Ikki-chan's mission is a different one~"

Ikki: ...?

Wait a minute, wasn't Sukima Onna her underling?

Why were her and Sukima Onna's missions separated?

Something... didn't feel right!

"The next mission... hmm..." Gojo pulled out his phone and said casually, "Let's see. Oh, five million yen on this one."

Ikki: !

Without a word, Ikki jumped into the car.

'Daddy, take me with you, fast!'

"The window first picked up second-grade cursed spirit signals, but the second-grade sorcerer who was dispatched lost contact pretty quickly. After that, the mission level was raised to first-grade. They sent first-grade sorcerer Kashima, but not long ago, Mr. Kashima also disappeared."

Ijichi, the support supervisor, narrated the mission details as he drove toward the scene.

He glanced cautiously at the white-haired young man sitting in the back, then shifted his gaze to the black-haired girl next to him.

This mission was classified as special-grade. He had no idea why Mr. Gojo would bring this girl along.

She didn't seem to have any cursed energy at all. Was it a Heavenly Restriction like Miss Maki?

Something felt different though. And she had even signed a binding vow with a first-grade cursed spirit.

Come to think of it, this was his first time encountering a first-grade spirit with actual intelligence.

Still...

Gojo might be super powerful, but bringing a rookie along on a special-grade mission right out the gate—was that really okay?

She was just a kid!

Mr. Gojo was way too reckless.

Gojo Satoru—strongest man in the jujutsu world. Perfect looks, perfect height, perfect power, perfect brains. Someone reliable and worth trusting. Too bad... if he could just stay silent.

He could leave you speechless one second, and make you so mad you wanted to explode the next.

He was flighty, unpredictable—you never knew what he'd say next or what he'd do the moment after.

Other people matured with age. He regressed.

Twenty-seven years old. Three-year-old brain.

Basically a grown-up problem child!

A problem child by itself wasn't scary. What was scary was... this problem child had absurd strength.

Even scarier? That he was the one you had to deal with.

Hopefully, Mr. Gojo wouldn't go off the rails again this time.

Thinking back to all the years of being squeezed dry by the Great Demon Gojo, Ijichi sighed internally and continued, "So the higher-ups decided to mark this mission as special-grade."

"Ugh." Gojo propped up his head with one hand, flipping through the file lazily, his voice full of disdain. "Those geezers are seriously senile. They can't even classify a mission right—how many times has this happened now?"

"Do they expect me to clean up after them every single time?"

"Huh? The mission's located in the outskirts of Kanagawa." Gojo tilted his head. "Didn't Ikki live in the Kanagawa suburbs too?"

Ikki glanced at the mission details when she heard that. "Not the same area. I'm in the East District."

"I see." Gojo nodded, then smoothly changed the subject. "So, how'd you get Sukima Onna to work so obediently?"

"It's nothing much," Ikki smiled. "I just talked to her about life, dreams, and told her that once she's rich, she could hire sorcerers to give her foot rubs, shoulder massages, and make her the idol of all cursed spirits. That's all."

Gojo: "......"

Seriously?!

Sukima Onna actually believed that obviously impossible line?

She actually believed it?!

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