Chapter 90 - 91 : Nobara Kugisaki.
A short distance from the mission site, Satomi cut the call and looked down at the unconscious man lying beneath a tree. She had knocked him out the moment she sensed him sneaking after Mark.
A small smile appeared on her face. "Well... it seems the higher-ups are really curious about my new boyfriend. Those old men really are impatient."
She turned and headed back toward Tokyo. No time to waste — she still had to pick up the newest first-year student.
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Meanwhile, Mark was doing exactly what Satomi expected him to be doing.
Slacking off.
The moment he had free time, he wandered through the shopping districts looking for good food. Today he’d tracked down an old traditional confectionery that had been around for generations — the shop refused to use machines, making every sweet entirely by hand.
Because of that, they only produced a limited amount each day, and by the time Mark arrived, the line already stretched down the street.
An hour later, it was finally his turn.
Walking out with a neatly wrapped paper bag, he looked inside.
Rows of beautifully crafted wagashi sat arranged within the box — delicate nerikiri shaped like seasonal flowers, soft daifuku filled with sweet red bean paste, colorful yokan, and a few pieces of monaka with their crisp wafers enclosing smooth bean filling.
"They’d better taste like heaven," Mark muttered, standing on the sidewalk.
He looked down the street, already planning the rest of his afternoon. "Now... to enjoy these properly, I need some vanilla ice cream." He thought for another second. "...And some alcohol."
A grin spread across his face. "Yep. That should hit the spot."
He had barely taken a few steps before a commotion near the end of the street caught his attention.
A middle-aged man in an expensive suit was pestering a teenage girl. "I’m telling you, you have the perfect face to become a model," he said with a practiced smile, holding out a business card. "Just come by our agency once. It’ll only take a few minutes."
The girl took a step back. "No, thank you."
"Oh, don’t be so nervous. This kind of opportunity doesn’t come twice."
She refused again and hurried away into the crowd.
Mark watched from a distance. "Wow... these scums are really asking for it."
She had rejected him, so there wasn’t much reason to interfere. He knew exactly how these shady scouts operated — preying on young girls with promises of fame before exploiting them. Seeing the matter apparently over, he turned to leave.
"Hey."
A female voice called out.
"How about I do the modeling?"
Mark stopped. ...Wait. Is someone actually dumb enough to fall for something that obvious?
He turned around.
Standing there was a short girl with orange hair. Her school uniform looked slightly untidy, and there was nothing about her that suggested she was trying to impress anyone.
Nobara Kugisaki.
The scout looked her up and down. His expression immediately lost all enthusiasm. He didn’t see elegance, didn’t see charm — just an ordinary country girl. "Sorry," he said dismissively. "We’re looking for someone who fits our image." He turned to leave.
Before he could take another step, Nobara grabbed him by the sleeve. "I said I’ll do the modeling."
The man frowned. "I just told you we’re not interested."
Nobara smiled. "Oh? I wasn’t asking."
The scout immediately tried to pull his arm free. It didn’t move. He put in more strength. Still nothing. A drop of sweat rolled down his forehead. What the hell? Why is this girl so strong?
He forced an awkward laugh. "Haha... I think there’s been a misunderstanding."
Nobara’s smile didn’t change. "Has there?"
He tried one last time. Her grip remained completely unmoved, as though his sleeve had been welded to her hand.
This girl’s definitely trouble.
Mark, watching from nearby, smiled. "...Now this is getting interesting."
The scout’s face had gone from confident to completely panicked in under a minute. Mark casually opened his box and popped a wagashi into his mouth.
A minute ago you were pestering girls. Now you’re the one trying to escape.
The roles had completely reversed. The hunter had become the prey. Mark grinned and leaned against a nearby utility pole, abandoning any intention of leaving. "If I’m already here..." He took another wagashi. "...I might as well watch how this ends."
The scout was desperately trying to free his sleeve while Nobara continued smiling as though nothing unusual was happening.
Eventually the scout gave Nobara a meeting location before practically running away, putting as much distance between himself and the strange girl as possible.
Nobara tucked the paper into her pocket and headed to the designated spot.
Mark watched from across the street. Should I follow her? This looks like it’ll be entertaining. Curiosity got the better of him and he followed from a distance.
A few minutes later, Nobara arrived. Satomi was already waiting with Yuji and Megumi.
"There you are," Satomi said. "These are your classmates."
Nobara looked Yuji up and down. Then Megumi. After a long moment, she crossed her arms. "Consider yourselves blessed."
Yuji blinked. "...Huh?"
Nobara nodded confidently. "Your group finally got a girl." She placed a hand on her chest. "Now you can shine."
Yuji and Megumi stared at her in silence. Neither knew how they were supposed to respond to that.
From a short distance away, Mark watched the exchange while eating.
This class is definitely going to be a mess.
A/N : There will be Minor crossover and the next world is Jujutsu Kaisen
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