When Su Yang returned to the villa, he immediately noticed two people deep in lively conversation,
Hoshino Ai and Miko Yotsuya.
Though… it was a little surprising.
"Miss Hoshino Ai, thank you so much!"
Miko's eyes sparkled as she pulled out a notebook, wearing a look of pure reverence.
Seriously?
Miko was a fan of Ai?
Even with her usual quiet personality, she had this kind of enthusiastic side?
Su Yang felt like he'd just discovered a new continent.
"Yang-kun, where did you find this girl? She's so cute!"
Ai accepted the notebook, signing her name across the page in one smooth stroke, clearly used to it.
In fact, Ai was actually a year older than Su Yang, so calling her "Miss" didn't feel out of place to Miko.
Flattered by Ai's praise, Miko inched closer and asked shyly:
"Miss Hoshino Ai… could we take a selfie together?"
She eagerly pulled out her phone, practically shaking with excitement.
"Of course!"
Ai didn't hesitate at all. She even grabbed Miko's phone and started striking poses, happily granting her fan's every wish.
Miko looked like she'd died and gone to heaven.
Su Yang finally understood,
He had been tricked by the source material.
Miko might seem expressionless, but that didn't mean she lacked emotion. You just had to push the right buttons, and she'd light up like a firecracker.
"Interesting… I'll have to experiment with this later."
After breakfast, Ai dragged Miko off to go shopping.
Originally, Ai had planned to spend the day with Su Yang, but Miko's appearance didn't throw off her plans one bit.
To Ai, as long as Su Yang was involved, the specifics didn't matter.
"This time, don't bother with the disguise,"
Su Yang stopped her just as she began preparing to go undercover.
He was rich by ten, and by thirteen had made a fortune.
Thanks to that, Ai, who in this world debuted later than in the original, at age fourteen, still rose to stardom quickly, riding a wave of professionally written songs (courtesy of Su Yang).
In just two years, she had become a household name.
With tens of millions of followers on social media, she was a bonafide superstar idol.
Stepping outside without a disguise? Total madness. She'd get mobbed.
And yet, despite that risk, Ai smiled and said:
"Okay!"
She didn't ask any questions.
Because when it came to Su Yang, she had absolute trust.
If he said it was fine, then it was definitely fine.
Su Yang didn't explain further either. All he needed was a little chakra to tweak the perception of those nearby, no need to even activate the Mangekyō.
But to Ai, it felt like she was finally free.
The joy of walking the streets without a disguise was overwhelming. Her long-held regret about never being able to go out like a normal girl was washed away completely.
Her energy was boundless.
As for Miko, she was simply overwhelmed by the dreamlike joy of shopping with her idol.
Neither girl showed any signs of fatigue.
Only the poor soul trailing behind them, Su Yang, was starting to regret life.
Even with a Kage-level chakra-infused body, he was exhausted.
Hm?
Suddenly, Su Yang narrowed his eyes.
A curse spirit had appeared in his field of vision, and it was heading straight for Ai.
To be honest, spirits had been showing up periodically since they left the house, most likely drawn in by Miko.
Su Yang had assumed she only attracted ghosts, but apparently curses liked her too.
That said, curse spirits were rarer.
All morning, he'd only seen two Grade 4 ones.
But this one…
This one was different.
Su Yang immediately sensed that it shared the same eerie energy as the one that had once clung to Ai.
[Killed quasi–Grade 2 Curse Spirit – Simulation Points +3000!]
Without making a sound, Su Yang instantly erased the curse spirit the moment it appeared.
Quasi–Grade 2, huh?
Perfect, time to get some answers.
In an instant, Su Yang's body underwent a seamless, unnoticeable shift.
He had swapped places with his True Clone.
At a nearby café,
The now-replaced Su Yang lifted his cup and sipped his coffee.
A moment later, someone suddenly appeared in the previously empty seat across from him, a man lounging lazily.
"Hey there, Su Yang-kun. I heard from Ieiri that you were looking for me?"
It was Gojo Satoru.
Su Yang hadn't been able to find him directly, so he contacted Ieiri Shoko instead and asked for Gojo's information.
"Yeah."
Su Yang set down his cup.
"You're the expert on curse spirits, aren't you?"
"Haha, you flatter me."
Gojo chuckled.
Although…
Because of Su Yang, a certain embarrassing rumor had been going around, namely that Gojo was some kind of peeping tom.
It had spread through the entire Jujutsu High.
Gojo was dying of secondhand shame.
Still, facing someone even he found threatening, maintaining good relations with Su Yang was a top priority.
"So, you called me about a curse spirit?"
"Exactly."
Su Yang nodded, and activated Kamui.
A twist in space suddenly rippled through the air.
Gojo immediately tensed.
This kind of unreasonable spatial ability? Extremely problematic, even for him.
Then Gojo sensed something else…
"There's a curse spirit inside that distortion?"
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