Geto's Offer

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Eriri instinctively raised her small head and looked upward, only to unexpectedly catch sight of a young, handsome face.

'Yuto! W-Why is this guy here?'

Eriri froze as if struck by a paralysis spell, her petite frame stiffening in an instant, her twin tails practically leaping up in shock behind her.

As a well-known figure throughout the school, Eriri, the ace of the art club, had naturally heard of Yuto's reputation.

However, the two of them had never interacted at school.

At Shuchiin Academy, filled with young ladies from prestigious families, Eriri had always disguised herself skillfully. Never in a million years did she expect Yuto, a normie to show up at Comiket!

"Hmm, as expected of Eiri Kashiwagi-sensei. How did you even dream up this pose with the legs pressed over the shoulders?" Yuto mused aloud.

What made it even worse for Eriri Spencer Sawamura was this: after buying her doujinshi, the guy didn't just leave. No, he started flipping through it right there, offering a live commentary in front of her!

"Wow, there's no way this much 'milk' exists in reality," he quipped.

"Tsk tsk, the Elf Queen's pose is way too spicy," he added with a smirk.

"Let me take a peek too!" Kotoko Iwanaga, standing nearby, couldn't resist Yuto's earnest critique and snatched the book for a look.

"Wow, I love this move! The art style's incredible, pure love endings are totally the best," she gushed.

"The goblin and the Elf Queen lived happily ever after, blessed with a grand finale and 124 kids," she recited, wide-eyed.

The two of them huddled together, dissecting the doujinshi's contents with serious dedication. Eriri, who'd been a nervous wreck, couldn't help but start to relax.

'Who'd have thought? Yuto's got a real eye for this stuff. These poses are my masterpieces, strokes of genius that I slaved over!' she thought, swelling with pride.

It felt like a prized steed finally being spotted by a master horseman. The joy of having her work appreciated by a true expert brought a relieved smile to the blonde girl's face, lifting her spirits sky-high.

After a moment's hesitation, she couldn't resist whispering, "Don't miss the ending, the Elf Queen gets branded with an 'O' mark."

"Hmm, Kashiwagi-sensei, your voice sounds oddly familiar. Have we met before?" Yuto asked, setting the book down. His teasing grin locked onto the suddenly flustered blonde, his eyes glinting with mischief.

"N-no way!" Eriri stammered, flailing her small hands in panic. She hid her face behind her golden locks, desperate to keep her secret safe.

"You've got the wrong person, sir!" she insisted weakly.

'Oh no, if he figures it out, I'm done for! He can't find out that the me from Shuchiin Academy is a doujinshi artist!' she screamed internally.

In her fluster, she bumped into a chair behind her and fell flat on her backside with an ungraceful thud.

"Kashiwagi-sensei, your glasses… huh?" Yuto bent down to pick up the spectacles that had clattered to his feet.

But then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of an unexpected figure.

The newcomer was tall, with sharp eyes and slender brows, clad in an old-fashioned kasaya that clashed hard with Comiket's vibrant chaos. A faint, enigmatic smile played on his lips. From looks alone, you'd think he was a chill, good-natured guy.

But Yuto, recognizing the man's true identity, narrowed his eyes instantly.

'Suguru Geto? What's he doing here?'

This guy was a villain straight out of Jujutsu Kaisen, a rogue curse user who'd slaughtered over a hundred people, earning exile from Jujutsu High.

Suguru Geto hated non-sorcerers,referring to them as 'monkeys'. He felt sorcerers are the superior race and humanity's next stage of evolution. He was smug and extremely condescending towards normal humans, using fake personas to lure in vulnerable people who were cursed. Suguru found non-sorcerers disgusting enough to spray himself in order to disinfect the 'monkey stench.'

'A guy who didn't give a damn about human life showing up in the packed Comiket crowd?' Yuto's guard shot up.

"Yuto-kun, nice to meet you. I'm Suguru Geto," the man said, his warm smile disarmingly friendly as he introduced himself.

"You might not know me, but I know plenty about you," he went on. "Truth is, I've been watching you for a while. You've got a power unlike cursed energy, something massive. With that potential, you should join me to achieve something truly great." He said near his ear.

"So it was you lurking behind the clouds that day?" Yuto asked, brows furrowing as he recalled the gut feeling at that time.

"Hahaha, yeah, I got a bit nosy that day. Sorry about that," Geto chuckled, bowing humbly like he actually meant it.

"Yuto-kun, you get it, right? People like us, with this kind of power, can do things normies can't even dream of," he pressed, his voice smooth amid the convention's bustle.

"But here we are, heaven-blessed geniuses, slaving away for these so-called 'ordinary people.' Nature's always run on survival of the fittest, so why do 'they' hog the world's best resources? Worse, why do we...we, the strong, have to shield these fragile fools who'd crumple under one punch from me?!"

The mask of kindness slipped off, revealing the real Geto—wild, unhinged, and dripping with bone-deep hatred for humanity.

"So, you hate normal people?" Yuto shot back.

"Obviously," Geto replied without missing a beat. "They're just a bunch of useless monkeys."

"They're the root of all this mess, yet we're the ones stuck cleaning it up sometimes even dying for it. I despise these smug, pretentious monkeys with every fiber of my being."

By now, Geto's emotions were practically boiling over, hotter than a Grail War finale.

"I want a paradise with no monkeys! If they all die off, no more cursed spirits, no more evils, no more demons, all gone, all of it!" he declared, fervor blazing.

"Yuto-kun, if you buy into my vision, join our family! Become one of us, and we'll fight for this righteous cause together!"

Say what you will, Geto was a damn good speaker. His anti-human, anti-society rant rolled off his tongue so naturally, it almost felt noble, cloaked in a twisted sense of 'justice.'

"Yuto, don't listen to this lunatic! He's a total sociopath!" Kotoko, who hadn't been shooed away, maybe out of some warped respect for Yuto grabbed his arm in a panic after hearing Geto's madness. She was genuinely scared he'd buy into it and spiral down a one-way road to ruin.

"Sorry, but I'm passing on your invite," Yuto said firmly, giving Kotoko's shoulder a reassuring pat before facing Geto again.

Sure, this world had its flaws, but it also had tons of good people and moments he hadn't even scratched the surface of.

"So, you're turning me down after all…" Geto sighed, sounding almost wistful.

But honestly, hardly anyone ever vibed with his extreme ideals, so he wasn't too broken up about it.

"Then we're enemies from here on out," he said, his eyes narrowing with killing intent. Kotoko's face went pale as she ducked behind Yuto, trembling.

"On the 24th of this month, at sunset, I'll kick off the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons in Tokyo's Shinjuku and Kyoto," Geto announced. "That day, I'll unleash over a thousand cursed spirits to tear it all apart. If you wanna stop me and my family, Yuto-kun, come find me there."

With that, he clapped his hands, dispelling the barrier that had boxed in their chat. In a blink, he turned to smoke and vanished.

Guess after seeing Yuto's epic clash with the Kichijoji Temple deity, Geto wasn't taking chances. This time, he'd sent a cursed spirit stand-in, keeping his real self safely out of reach.

"Shame he didn't show up in person. I could've ended him with one swing," Yuto muttered, flexing his fingers like he was itching to summon a Noble Phantasm.

The crowd around them buzzed on, their chatter loud and carefree. It was like Geto had never even been there.

Kotoko, still pale, clung to Yuto's sleeve like a lifeline. "The 24th is half a month away. You're not seriously going to Shinjuku, right?"

"Nah, I'm heading straight to Tokyo's Jujutsu High," Yuto replied.

If he hadn't caught the Jujutsu Kaisen movie, Geto's slick act might've thrown him off. But after that temple showdown, even Geto knew he couldn't take Yuto head-on. So, the plan was to bait him and Jujutsu High's crew into chasing curses in Shinjuku and Kyoto while he snagged Yuta Okkotsu and the special-grade spirit Rika Orimoto.

'Smart, move indeed.' He thought as he ruffled Kotoko's soft hair.

"Let's go, it's about time. We should find Megumi and Marin and head out together."

Aside from Marin, who lingered with a reluctant glance at the stalls, everyone else had walked away from Comiket with their own treasures.

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