Outside the dormitory area, Mai yawned and walked to the open space.
She heard that her sister was going to participate in Toji's special training today, so Mai had stayed up all night inspecting and maintaining Maki's Thousand Machine Umbrella.
It was not that she was nervous.
After all, Toji was truly ruthless.
'How did a guy who is so unkind to women manage to get a wife, and two at that?'
Mai grumbled inwardly.
"At this time, the cafeteria is already closed. Let's check the vending machine."
Looking at the setting sun, Mai decided to buy something random for breakfast.
"Waking up so late, Mai is truly a lazy cat."
"Nonsense."
That snarky tone immediately told Mai who the person was.
"Huh, why is it Inumaki?"
Turning her head, Mai was surprised to find that the person behind her was not Satoru, but Toge.
"It's me."
Inumaki Satoru was also Inumaki.
"You can speak."
Mai looked shocked.
"Oh no. Do you think I'm a little mute in your heart? Boo hoo hoo, I'm so pitiful."
Under the enhancement of Cursed Speech, Inumaki Satoru's body twisted even more pitifully, and tears even appeared in his eyes.
"Am I hallucinating from staying up too late, or am I dreaming right now?"
Mai seemed to have turned into a chibi character, with countless question marks popping up above her head.
If this was not a dream, then what was going on with this Toge, who could speak human language and was so flamboyant?
"Mai, you stayed up late again. Really, staying up late is the enemy of good skin. Let me see."
Mai, who was about to refuse, suddenly found that she could not move.
Not only could she not move, but she also actively turned around and walked in front of "Toge," allowing him to examine her freely.
'Inumaki used Cursed Speech on me?'
Mai thought in disbelief.
"The skin is indeed a bit rough, and the hair seems to have some split ends."
Inumaki Satoru concluded after circling Mai a few times.
"Inumaki-kun, have you decided how you want to die today?"
Mai clenched her fists, her eyes twitching uncontrollably.
Compared to Maki, Mai's skin was indeed a bit rougher, and her hair was far from as smooth as Maki's.
This was something Mai had always envied about her sister.
She even suspected whether Heavenly Restriction came with a beauty filter. Even though her sister never took care of herself and did not cherish her body, why was her skin still better than Mai's?
Mai always had to spend a long time getting ready to maintain her beauty and temperament, while Maki only needed to wear clean clothes and tie her hair into a high ponytail to look just as good as her.
This was a huge blow to Mai.
Inumaki Satoru could be said to be constantly dancing on Mai's landmines.
"That doesn't matter. Since you've met me, you can say goodbye to your worries. Wait for me here for a moment."
After speaking, Inumaki Satoru disappeared at an extremely fast speed, rushing into the girls' dormitory.
"Hey, wait, release the Cursed Speech!"
Mai, who was fixed in place by the Cursed Speech, panicked.
Countless scenarios involving paralysis and time-stopping flashed through her mind.
"Shoko, are you in? I'm coming in."
Inside the girls' dormitory, Inumaki Satoru skillfully jumped into Shoko's room.
"Oh, Shoko isn't here?"
Inumaki Satoru scratched his head, deciding to check the infirmary.
"Damn Inumaki, quickly release the Cursed Speech!"
"Wait a bit, I'll be right there."
The Cursed Speech, which had weakened considerably under Mai's struggle, was strengthened again.
"Shoko, lend me something. Oh, still not here."
Operating room, infirmary, morgue...
Inumaki Satoru constantly searched for Shoko in the places she usually appeared. When he entered the infirmary, he also casually left a masterpiece on Eichi's face.
Although Inumaki Satoru did not find Shoko in the end, he found what he wanted in a room near the morgue.
A few minutes later, Shoko returned from picking flowers.
"Strange, where's the makeup bag on the table?"
Because in the past, many injured people were already dead before being sent to Tokyo Jujutsu High. It was just that their companions were unwilling to give up on the last hope.
So Shoko sometimes also worked as an undertaker, repairing bodies with Reverse Cursed Technique and giving them simple makeup so they could leave with dignity.
However, in recent years, after Eichi began to take control of the Tokyo Branch, the Heroic Spirits took on a large number of high-risk exorcism missions.
This greatly reduced the casualties of jujutsu sorcerers in Tokyo and the surrounding areas, and these makeup bags were rarely used.
Today, Shoko suddenly remembered these items, so she came to check their expiration dates, but she had not expected the items to be gone after she went to the restroom.
On the other side, Inumaki Satoru reappeared in front of Mai, who was about to break free from the Cursed Speech's restraint.
Then, he picked up the makeup bag in his hand and began to "help" Mai, mimicking Shoko's movements when applying makeup.
A few minutes later, Mai's entire face was transformed.
"Hmm, perfect."
Inumaki Satoru admiringly examined his masterpiece, constantly comparing it with the images of TV drama characters in his mind.
"Speaking of which, those actresses seemed to have some things stuck behind their heads."
A few minutes later, Inumaki Satoru, unable to find similar hair accessories, went to the kitchen and picked out a few red chopsticks.
"Yosh, finished, ta-da!"
Inumaki Satoru placed a mirror in front of Mai.
Mai was startled when she saw herself in the mirror.
A pale foundation so thick that if she slammed on the brakes, it would leave an imprint on the back of the seat, with two large red circles on each cheek.
Her hair was tied up.
But due to clumsy technique, the hair was loose on one side and tight on the other, making her look incredibly disheveled.
Several chopsticks were stuck in her messy hair like spider legs.
In a sense, Mai truly no longer needed to worry about skin problems.
This mask-like thick foundation completely covered all skin issues.
"Oh, makeup is really interesting. It's a shame Shoko and the others usually don't let me help. You're so obedient, Mai-chan."
Inumaki Satoru patted Mai's head, making her already loose hair even messier.
"Inu! Ma! Ki! Toge!"
The effect of the Cursed Speech completely disappeared, and Mai's anger reached its peak with that pat.
Mai slid her right leg back half a step, and her hand swept across her cheongsam-like school uniform.
The hem of the cheongsam was lifted, revealing her shapely, fair, long legs.
Mai drew the revolver from her leg holster and began emptying the cylinder.
"Whoa, that was close."
Inumaki Satoru narrowly dodged all the bullets, displaying a flexibility from Toge's body that far exceeded his own.
"I almost forgot I don't have Limitless right now."
Inumaki Satoru wiped the sweat from his forehead. When Mai fired, he had been thinking about how Mai was so obedient just now and why she suddenly became like this, which almost made him forget to dodge the bullets.
"Ah, it was Cursed Speech. I accidentally forgot."
Inumaki Satoru made a fist with his right hand and placed it on his head, even sticking out his tongue to act cute.
"Acting innocent won't save you, Inumaki."
"Um, are you not satisfied with this makeup? I actually know other styles."
"Dual pistols will give you the answer! Die!"
Mai pulled out a second pistol. It was not her preferred revolver, but the standard-issue firearm of the Tokyo Branch.
For a moment, Inumaki Satoru displayed unprecedented dancing talent.
(To be continued.)