Ultimate Man [JJK X SOL]: Loading Golden Entries at The Start

When dealing with the girls from the Service Club earlier, Ryuji had deliberately suppressed the effects of his "Charisma".

But now, looking at the disheveled Tomie in front of him, Ryuji subconsciously raised an eyebrow and decided to fully unleash the ability.

As expected, Tomie's infatuation deepened significantly, her gaze becoming even more enamored and obsessive.

"So, are you willing to submit now?"

Keeping Tomie around was a decision Ryuji made on a whim.

After all, she was essentially immortal. Not even Ryuji knew how many versions of Tomie existed in the world at this moment. Killing her would achieve nothing, it was pointless.

Keeping her nearby seemed like a better option.

Besides, given her unique abilities, there might be moments when she could prove to be surprisingly useful.

However, there was one condition that had to be met first: Tomie needed to be obedient.

Otherwise, leaving someone as selfish and deceitful as Tomie Kawakami at his side would cause more trouble than it was worth.

"I'm willing!"

Before Ryuji could say anything else, Tomie nodded repeatedly, as if terrified that he might change his mind.

Her eagerness like she was clinging to him for dear life made Ryuji quietly question himself.

"Is Charisma really this overpowered?"

It didn't seem reasonable. After all, even Tomie herself required some time to make others obsess over her. Her charm didn't work instantly.

Could it be the nature of the ability?

Since both he and Tomie possessed the same type of power—Charisma—and his was stronger, the weaker one might naturally fall under the influence of the stronger one.

It was just a theory, but at the moment, it seemed like the only plausible explanation.

"Master!"

While Ryuji was deep in thought, Tomie had already thrown herself into the role, eagerly calling him "Master."

She knelt on the ground and crawled toward his feet, attempting to grab the hem of his pants.

However…

Bang!

Ryuji pushed her away without hesitation, his face full of disdain.

"Do you even realize how filthy you are right now? Stay away from me."

When dealing with different types of people, one had to use the appropriate approach.

When interacting with the girls from the Service Club, Ryuji naturally acted gentle and considerate.

But facing someone like Tomie, a dangerous entity born of urban legend, there was no need for politeness. A firm and dominant approach was the only way to handle her.

"Yes, yes, I understand!"

Surprisingly, Tomie, who had been pushed away, didn't show any anger. Instead, she nodded frantically, her tone filled with eagerness to please.

"I promise it won't happen again!"

Her gaze remained just as infatuated as before.

If those who had once been obsessed with Tomie saw her behaving like this, they would probably be at a complete loss for words.

This was downright absurd.

Still, Ryuji couldn't maintain the full effects of "Charisma" indefinitely. It wasn't practical. After all, it wasn't like he intended to deal with only Tomie for the rest of his life.

With that thought, he glanced at the groveling Tomie and gradually reduced the intensity of Charisma back to its normal level.

He wasn't worried about whether Tomie's attitude might change once the effect lessened. It didn't matter to him.

As expected, as the power of "Charisma" faded, Tomie's overwhelming infatuation began to calm down.

Her breathing slowed, and though her eyes still held traces of obsession, they gradually stabilized.

Finally, she started regaining her composure.

"This ability… wait, are you a Tomie too?"

The similarity between their powers prompted Tomie to ask this question.

It didn't make sense, she had never heard of a male Tomie existing.

Moreover, Tomies usually hated each other on sight. Whenever two of them encountered one another, they wouldn't waste words, they would immediately fight to the death.

Yet, despite the current situation, Tomie felt no killing intent toward Ryuji.

That made it even stranger.

"Don't overthink it," Ryuji said, waving her off casually as he noticed her confused expression.

"You could say I copied your ability. This power came from you in the first place."

"…"

Copied?

Since when could humans do things like that?

Even Tomie, who had lived for god-knows-how-long, found herself momentarily stunned by the sheer absurdity of Ryuji's words.

He could copy that?

What kind of cheat code was he using?

For the first time, Tomie felt at a loss for words.

One thing was certain, though: this man—this human—would undoubtedly become an unimaginably terrifying force in the future.

No, scratch that. He was already a terrifying existence.

The fact that he could copy her charm? Absolutely ridiculous.

"So…"

Ryuji didn't care about what was going through Tomie's mind.

Taking a step forward, he met her eyes directly.

For reasons she couldn't quite explain, Tomie found herself averting her gaze, embarrassed under the weight of his stare.

"Don't look at me like that!"

Her reaction was amusing, even to Ryuji.

Unfortunately, in her current bedraggled state, she looked nothing like the beautiful femme fatale she prided herself on being. Ryuji wasn't remotely tempted.

"Well, what's your answer now?" he asked casually.

"My… answer?"

Tomie blinked, momentarily confused, before finally recalling what he meant.

"About submitting."

"…"

Tomie's head snapped up in indignation, but the moment her eyes met his, she quickly averted them again, biting her lip in frustration.

Damn it! He's using such underhanded tactics. How despicable!

"I'm still a girl, you know!"

Whether it was because of the earlier punishment or something else, Tomie's tone now lacked her usual arrogance.

"You're not just a girl," Ryuji replied bluntly, his tone flat. "You're also a very special urban legend. The fact that I haven't exorcised you on the spot is already quite generous."