Saiyans Forbidden from Crossing Worlds to Steal Jobs Ch. 21
If you had to say who was famous among the dark web's middlemen?
Kong Shiu's name had to be there.
He had just teamed up with Fushiguro Toji and almost killed Gojo Satoru, then turned around and helped Geto Suguru snatch the Time Vessel Association.
No stance, no justice, just one thing—pay up and it's done.
And now, Kong Shiu stared at two new wanted notices on his screen, itching to make a move.
One of them went like this:
[Tsukishima Ikki, second year at Hyotei Academy.
Ability: Heavenly Restriction.
Shikigami: Sukima Onna (Grade 1 Imaginary Curse Spirit, sorcerer unknown).
Mission Requirement: Capture Sukima Onna, Tsukishima Ikki's life or death doesn't matter.
Danger Level: A.
Bounty: $50,000.
Time Limit: None.]
And the other one went like this:
[Tsukishima Ikki, second year at Hyotei Academy.
Ability: Heavenly Restriction.
Shikigami: Sukima Onna (Grade 1 Imaginary Curse Spirit, sorcerer unknown).
Mission Requirement: Kill Tsukishima Ikki.
Danger Level: S.
Bounty: $200,000.
Time Limit: None.]
Two missions, the same person, different danger levels, the bounties adding up to a whole $250,000.
He still remembered, the last time someone put up $250,000, it had been Amanai Riko.
The funny thing was, back then the hunter had been the tyrant Heavenly Restriction, Fushiguro Toji.
But now, the prey was a Heavenly Restriction.
Kong Shiu narrowed his eyes. Nobody knew Toji's strength better than him.
This mission wasn't something just anyone could take.
Kong Shiu stared at the photo of the delicate-looking girl, thought it over, then dialed a number.
"Wanna make some easy cash?" he went straight to the point.
"Bounty's 250 grand. In US dollars."
"The mission's only ranked S. For you, that's nothing hard."
The man on the other end was clearly tempted.
"You set it up," he said flatly.
"Alright."
Kong Shiu felt like this one was in the bag.
Just a high schooler. With this guy making a move, it'd be done for sure!
Kong Shiu was brimming with confidence.
While he was plotting, sorcerers all over the world who saw the bounty also couldn't wait to act.
All of a sudden, a storm was coming.
And through it all, Ikki had no clue.
................
At that time, she was holed up in the library, grinding through problems like crazy.
Finals were coming up, and she still hadn't finished reviewing.
Pen flying across the page, cramming at the last minute, she had pulled all-nighters for seven or eight days straight.
Tomorrow was the final battle, win or lose, this was it.
Ikki said: as long as I still have one strand of hair left, I can keep studying!
Even if she couldn't make it to the top, she had to push herself into the top fifteen!
A girl who had been reborn wasn't about to give up!
Damn, wasn't this problem way beyond the syllabus?!
And around her was a group of students with headbands tied on, also buried in problems like crazy.
Some were scratching their heads, some were staring blankly, some had their heads drooping like dead fish, some had twisted faces, some were beating their chests, some were full of murderous aura, some had their hands clasped together, mumbling nonstop...
A passerby lifted their phone and snapped a picture, blurred out the faces, and posted it on Twitter.
[The moment I saw this scene, I knew finals must be coming in a few days...]
As soon as the post went up, it got a dozen likes.
Netizen A: "The state of students these days."
Netizen B: "I'll learn the whole thing in one go before the exam notices me. doge.jpg"
Netizen C: "Teacher: go ahead and review, if it's on the test then I lose. doge.jpg"
Netizen D: "Excuse me, which subject are you failing? doge.jpg"
Netizen E: "Lmao the one above is asking for a beating, I love it."
The comments came in all sorts of styles, making the passerby laugh out loud, then stop walking and join in the fun.
On the left, students were throwing their lives at exams, while on the right, passersby laughed at the show.
Human joy and sorrow were never the same.
Sukima Onna glanced to the left, then to the right, and quietly drifted behind the passersby.
As a severe social anxiety spirit, she hadn't gone outside for hundreds of years. Now that she suddenly had, everything she saw sparked curiosity.
She had long noticed that almost every human held a little square in their hands.
Every day they'd tap and clack away on it, and she had no clue what they were doing.
Sukima Onna curiously leaned over to take a look.
Words mixed with strange pictures—she couldn't really understand them.
So she drifted to the other side.
On the other side, a curly-haired girl was playing with a big box.
On it wasn't words, but moving images.
Little people were moving around, and it actually looked kind of fun.
Sukima Onna stopped.
Faint sounds came from the curly-haired girl's headphones, and with her sharp hearing, Sukima Onna could hear everything clearly.
From inside the headphones came:
"This is five million. Leave my son."
"Auntie, I'll never leave your son for just five million, I love him! Our love can't be measured with money."
"Hah, you think you're worthy? My son is the Cho family's only heir, and you, a woman with no background, think you can reach that high?"
"Be smart. Take the money and get lost."
"Mom! How could you humiliate Haru-chan like this?"
"It's fine, Kai-kun. For you, I can endure anything."
"Haru, my poor Haru-chan, Mom—!! You're too heartless, too cruel, too unreasonable!"
Sukima Onna didn't understand, but she thought it was interesting.
So she stopped, staring straight at the screen.
......
Why did it feel a little cold?
The curly-haired girl rubbed her arms. The library AC was blasting pretty low today.
Thinking that, she pulled a shawl out of her bag and draped it over her shoulders. Onscreen, one episode had already ended. She closed the page and opened another file.
A lilting opening song played, along with changing images.
The title slowly appeared.
[The CEO's Sassy Girl]
And Sukima Onna slowly pushed open the doors to a brand new world.
All credit goes to the original author
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