Saiyans Forbidden from Crossing Worlds to Steal Jobs Ch. 10

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This time, Gojo couldn't laugh.

He landed lightly on the ground, that ever-present smile finally fading from his lips.

So the day really had come.

If Suguru went through with this, he'd have no choice but to stop him—for good.

But this was Geto Suguru.

Even if they had chosen different paths, even if they walked opposing roads—

In his heart, he was still Gojo's best friend.

It was like a tightrope, stretching toward an uncertain future. Gojo stood below, watching Geto teeter on the edge, and there was nothing he could do.

Seriously.

He had the Six Eyes. He had Limitless. He could make curses tremble. He could make sorcerers cower.

But the one thing he couldn't do—

It was to pull his best friend back.

How ironic.

Gojo said coolly, "You don't seriously think you'll walk away from me unharmed, do you?"

"The nearby villages, the auxiliary supervisors at the foot of the mountain, and those monkeys... they're all within my attack range."

"And..." Geto shifted his gaze to the black-haired girl beside them. "This one right here—this monkey with zero cursed energy."

There was a faint smile on his lips, but his tiny eyes held a chilling coldness, a touch of disdain, and more than a little disgust. "Satoru, didn't expect you to fall this far."

Before Gojo could respond, the girl spoke up instead.

"Hey, little brother?"

"What's your deal?"

"Weren't you supposed to be turning over a new leaf?"

"Why are you still like this?"

"Can't shake off that cringe phase, huh?"

Geto's pupils shrank.

That voice!

That tone!

That unforgettable voice that had haunted him ever since—

The very one that turned him from a cult leader into a living meme.

It was her! That gorilla girl from the subway!

He'd messed up.

Let his guard down.

Never in a million years would he have guessed—

Gojo actually hooked up with that gorilla girl!

With her here, if he wasn't careful, he might actually get wrecked today.

No choice. Strike first.

In a flash, the ground under the girl's feet shook. Sand and rocks flew. A cursed mouth burst out of the earth beneath her, jaws wide open, razor-sharp fangs gleaming as it snapped toward her waist.

Geto knew—

It probably wouldn't hurt her.

But that was fine.

If she dodged, that would give him the perfect window to escape.

After all, not everyone was Gojo Satoru, walking around with literal cheat-code-level powers.

And yeah, Geto was right. Ikki didn't have Limitless. But she did have ki.

In the world of Dragon Ball, where a little drama leads to planet-shattering battles...

Taking missile hits and walking through nukes was basically beginner-level stuff.

And she was a Saiyan.

The golden aura usually stayed tucked away inside her, only a faint trace swirling around her body.

But even that faint trace wasn't something a low-tier cursed spirit could just pierce through.

Trying to break her defense?

Keep dreaming.

Ikki didn't flinch. Didn't dodge. She just stood there.

Sure enough, the cursed spirit shattered its own fangs the moment it bit down.

Under Geto's stunned stare, Ikki gave a devilish grin.

"Brother."

She took a step to the side.

"Told you last time."

She placed her right hand on a tree trunk.

"Pull that crap again, and I'll break your legs."

In an instant, the ground cracked open. A massive tree, ten meters tall and thick enough for three people to hug, burst out of the earth.

The girl held the entire thing in one hand.

Her sweet voice came out like a death god's whisper.

"Little brother, you ready?"

Geto: ......

Ready your ass!!

Geto spun around and bolted.

Only to turn his head—and lock eyes again...

With that annoyingly calm, smug face of his best friend.

Geto Suguru tried to run but failed. After holding out stubbornly for a minute under the beatdown from the two strongest, he collapsed in miserable defeat.

He lay in the pit, dazed.

Who was he?

Ah... he was Geto Suguru.

Where was he?

Ah... he was in Ohkura Village.

What was he doing?

He remembered now. Because he had lost his cursed Pokémon, Tamamo-no-Mae, his fighting power got nerfed. For the sake of his grand plan to overturn the world, he needed a new special grade.

Otherwise, the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons couldn't even happen.

So he came here.

And then?

Well, that was it. There was no "then."

He got smacked silly by his best friend and some random gorilla girl that showed up out of nowhere.

It wasn't supposed to go like this...

In his plan,
he was supposed to lead thousands of curses, laughing as he intimidated the jujutsu world, waving his hand to throw the human world into chaos—domineering, untouchable, admired by all, living as the nightmare of monkeys and the idol of curse users.

But reality was: a gorilla girl dropped from the sky, swinging giant trees with one hand, stomping cracks into the ground, storming through like a tornado, charging straight ahead, and in just a blink, she cleared the battlefield—living as his nightmare.

Was this the karma for always calling people monkeys?

If it was only Gojo Satoru, maybe he could've used some tricks to turn things around.

But if you threw in this girl too...

...might as well just pack it up and go to sleep.

There was no being the villain like this.

Whatever, screw it.

Geto Suguru gave up.

The sun set, night had fallen.

It was another ordinary yet not-so-ordinary day in Ohkura Village.

That night, the villagers gathered together, dressed in white, holding candles, standing still before the torii gate.

The red torii shone smooth and new, the stone steps inside neat and flat, the approach spotless. But the shrine meant for worship was worn and shabby.

Ding~

The clear chime of a bell cut through the night sky.

The crowd split apart, standing to both sides.

The village head hobbled forward with his cane, trembling with every step. Behind him, four big men carried a stretcher slowly forward.

On the stretcher, tied up tightly, was a black-haired young man. He struggled with all his strength, but his body only gave the faintest twitch.

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