Saiyans Forbidden from Crossing Worlds to Steal Jobs Ch. 22

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At five in the afternoon, the library closed.

The students dragged themselves out with drooping heads and floating steps.

Ikki wobbled along at the back, muttering the stuff she had to memorize over and over.

Glance once, memorize a few lines, glance again, repeat a few more times.

She had turned into a time management master, squeezing out every second on the way home.

But just as she turned a corner—

Someone blocked her path.

"Miss Tsukishima." The man wore a black suit, had a handlebar mustache, his hands clasped behind his back, looking all smug.

"Sorry to bother you."

"But could you hand over the Sukima Onna behind you to me?"

Sukima Onna, again with Sukima Onna.

Ikki couldn't believe it. What was Sukima Onna, some runaway princess?

Why were so many people after her?

Her curiosity got the better of her, so she asked.

"Maybe you don't know," the man said. "Cursed spirits don't have minds of their own. But Sukima Onna is the only one that can communicate with humans normally. It's special."

"Keeping it with you will only bring you disaster."

"Oh." So that was it.

Ikki asked back, "And what if I don't hand it over?"

"Then you might just have to suffer a little more."

Ikki stared at him speechlessly. Seriously, who gave this weakling so much confidence?

Who could it be?

She soon got her answer.

From the sky swooped down a giant bird, shaped like a pelican, with two pairs of white wings, its body towering as tall as two floors.

And standing on its leg was a man.

That man faced away from her, speaking slowly, "Next time, don't suddenly change the time."

"Ah, sorry. It's just, I got word two tricky people are coming over. If they succeed, the money's gone."

The man didn't answer, just slowly turned around.

The moment their eyes met, the air went dead silent.

Big guy, have I seen you before—on the Shinkansen, deep in the mountains, by Ohkura Village?

Geto Suguru, a villain with a handsome face, a calm and lazy way of speaking, and a natural sense of cool in his every move.

Before meeting this girl named Tsukishima Ikki, he had been the king of the jujutsu world, commanding thousands of cursed spirits, running wild and reckless, making everyone who heard his name shiver and back away.

But after meeting her, he became a meme in his friend's hands, and a frequent patient in the orthopedic hospital.

What made it worse was, he couldn't beat her.

But fate was just that strange.

Today, in this hot summer, in this little alley, they ran into each other yet again.

The wind lifted the long hair at her temples.

The girl smiled playfully, "It's you again."

Who was it that sent you to me?

If this story were one of those CEO dramas, then right now, CEO Ikki would've raised an evil-sexy eyebrow and said with interest, "Heh, man, you've really gone through so much just to chase after me."

"Fine, you've successfully caught my attention."

Unfortunately, this story was a proper drama with a happy ending, where villains couldn't be redeemed. So there was no way she could play the domineering president's little wicked sweetheart.

So, she only sighed, "We really do have some fate, huh."

Then she softly asked, "This time, which leg do you want to break first?"

Geto Suguru: ...

Geto remembered the brutal scene of the girl swinging around a giant tree with one hand, and his scalp tingled, but as a villain, his composure kept his face steady. He spoke calmly, unhurried, "Are you sure you want to fight me here?"

"You should know, there are plenty of monkeys around."

What made villains a villain was exactly that—they didn't care about human lives.

But sorcerers, those so-called messengers of justice, would never just sit by and let normal people fall into danger.

Sure enough, the girl across from him frowned, and her eager hands dropped back down.

The corner of Geto's lips stretched, his smile deepening.

The first two times, he hadn't been prepared and underestimated her strength.

But this time was different.

This time, he was in the city, surrounded by monkeys, and the girl in front of him, for the monkeys' safety, wouldn't make a move on him.

Thinking of this, he tucked his hands together, calm and confident.

Inside, he was certain—even if Tsukishima Ikki was strong, there was no way she could guarantee saving everyone.

So, he was absolutely safe.

Across from him, Ikki stared at him for a while, then asked, "I've been wanting to ask—why do you hate humans so much?"

"I don't hate humans, I only hate monkeys. No—disgust is more accurate." Geto coldly corrected her.

"Do you know how curses are born?"

"Curses are born from the negative emotions of humans."

This Ikki really didn't know, so she was a bit surprised.

"Funny, isn't it." Geto gave a mocking smile. "They're supposed to be strong, yet they hide in the shadows, risking their lives just to protect this weak bunch of monkeys."

"But what did these protected monkeys ever do?"

"They don't know gratitude at all. Instead, they keep persecuting sorcerers again and again."

"How pathetic is that!!"

"You saw it too." His words sped up, his voice rising, killing intent sharp in the air. "What need is there for monkeys like that to live?"

"This world was wrong from the start, and I'm the one who'll fix that mistake."

"To put everything back on the right track."

The vile monkeys didn't need to be protected, and they didn't need to live!

He was right, Geto told himself again, he was right.

In his eyes flickered a dreamlike longing and hope, "Only a world of sorcerers is the truest world."

He spread his arms wide, his expression manic, speaking with excitement, "Only a world of sorcerers is the most beautiful world!"

No one knew if he was trying to convince the other person, or convince himself.

Ikki didn't answer. Instead, she analyzed, examined, and reasoned through his words.

And quickly came to a conclusion—this was pure bullshit.

But here was the problem.

Geto Suguru's sorcery was indeed troublesome.

Once cursed spirit came out, the whole place would be a mess. If she didn't save people, the crowd would definitely get hurt. If she did save them, Geto would definitely run.

Last time, Gojo had caught him, but so what?

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