While scrolling, a cosplayer account with the ID [Marine♡] suddenly caught Minoru’s attention.
He curiously clicked on the homepage and a beautiful face with gyaru makeup immediately came into view.
The girl in the photo was wearing a somewhat rudimentary cosplay outfit, but the genuine passion and confidence emanating from her were highly infectious.
‘Kitagawa Marin?’ Minoru instantly recognized her.
Looking at the cosplay props in the photo, which were clearly handmade and slightly rough in detail, Minoru immediately realized something.
At this moment, Marin should not yet have met the “Doll Craftsman” who could make perfect cosplay outfits for her—Gojo Wakana.
An interesting idea sprouted in Minoru’s mind.
‘The beginning of the My Dress-Up Darling was Gojo Wakana enrolling in high school and meeting Kitagawa Marin, and then, a few days later, the old sewing machine at his house suddenly broke.’
‘This led to him and Marin officially starting their interactions and the subsequent story unfolding.’
‘What if I sent him a brand new sewing machine?’
As soon as this thought arose, the system prompt followed immediately.
[Ding!
Host’s intention to intercept plot detected!]
[Node countdown: 68 hours 52 minutes 07 seconds…]
[Fated plot node: My Dress-up Darling fated plot line — “The Sewing Machine of Destiny” will occur in two and a half days!]
[Key character: Gojo Wakana]
[Event description: Two nights from now, Gojo Wakana will be unable to make doll costumes due to his sewing machine breaking.
He will go to the high school costume production room the next day.
There, he will have a fated encounter with the class center figure ‘Kitagawa Marin’, officially starting the story line.]
[System prompt: Successfully repairing or providing a new sewing machine for Gojo Wakana is expected to grant his core trait – Master Craftsman’s Heart (Advanced), and grant a large amount of Luck Points!]
Gojo Wakana’s goal is to become a head-craftsman for Hina dolls.
The so-called head-craftsman refers to the artisan responsible for carving the doll’s head, which is the most core role in the entire production process.
Only an artisan with exquisite skills can handle it, and it is also the symbol of the highest skill among doll artisans.
Minoru looked at the mission information, even more convinced of his previous guess.
This fused world, as it stands, is steadily advancing according to the “opening timeline” of each story.
Moreover, looking at the gray avatars on the current system interface, the exclusive story lines for these characters doesn’t seem to have started yet.
For Minoru, this is undoubtedly good news.
He can gain a large amount of Luck Points again.
…
The taxi drove all the way back to Tokyo and stopped outside a courtyard.
After parking, seeing the amount on the taxi meter, Minoru couldn’t bear to look directly at it.
This was something that made his heart ache even more than Muzan’s nine whips.
“How much is it?” Megumi, who got off from another taxi, walked over and asked proactively.
Hearing Megumi’s voice, Minoru’s eyes lit up.
Seeing Minoru’s brightening eyes, Megumi, for some reason, thought of a certain someone from Jujutsu High, Mei Mei.
She is Gojo Satoru’s senpai and also a sorcerer who cares very much about money.
After getting a staggering number, Megumi calmly pulled a black card from his wallet and handed it over.
Minoru glanced at it, the card was strikingly printed with the gold-stamped name “Gojo Satoru”.
‘It’s so good to be rich.’ Minoru sighed in his heart.
Under Megumi’s arrangement, everyone entered this villa that could be called a mansion.
This is one of the many properties Satoru has in Tokyo.
“Kamado-san, you and the children will stay in this room.” Megumi led the Kamado family to a spacious room.
“This room is between mine and Shibata’s rooms.
If there is any movement, we will be able to notice it immediately.”
As for Yuji, because there were not enough rooms, he squeezed in with Megumi.
After returning to the room arranged by Megumi, Minoru only wanted to sleep, but his vigilance had not diminished in the slightest.
He waved his hand, and a barrier of Cursed Energy was quietly set up.
This simple “Curtain”, although unable to withstand strong enemies, would notify him immediately if anyone stepped in.
After doing all this and taking a bath, Minoru finally lay on the bed.
However, he did not sleep peacefully that night.
On one hand, his strengthened body was too sensitive to changes in the surrounding environment, and he had not yet adapted.
On the other hand, his brain was still running at high speed, constantly reviewing the battle with Muzan, while planning his Plunder arrangements and how to make money.
Just over a dozen hours ago, Minoru was still just an ordinary person.
Everything today was simply too impactful for him.
He needed some time to digest it.
A few hours later.
The sky was just beginning to brighten, a little past six o’clock.
Minoru got up and went to the door, just about to open it, but found a folded note under the door crack.
His heart tightened.
The “Curtain” he had set up had no reaction at all.
He picked up the note and unfolded it, it had a few lines of handwriting on it:
“Yo!
Shibata, the ‘Curtain’ you set up is quite cute.
Come to the backyard once you’re awake, I have something important to tell you.”
“PS: If you wake up too late, calling me is also fine—your dear Gojo Satoru.”
‘This man…
he’s indeed a monster.’ Minoru shook his head with a smile.
The only guy in the entire Jujutsu World who could do this so silently is probably Gojo Satoru.