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Sukuna

Those damn jujutsu sorcerers. Especially those six eyes. I know the Gojo clan is a powerful clan, but they'll never be on my level. But this guy. He's in my face every time. And now for him to bring me to the brink of death... Humans are emotional and stupid creatures. But the sorcerer in front of me now was different. I had a chance to observe him when he was inside that Itadori brat. Here was a cheerful, cynical idiot who didn't take the wars seriously, and now here was a human being devoid of emotion. It reminded me of when I was human. He turned his gaze towards me. We were both badly wounded, I had no strength left to move my arm. Six eyes were not much different from me. He was fighting hard not to close his eyes. As much as I hated this man, I was amused by this battle. Losing might have made me angry, but I hadn't fought someone on my level in a very long time and it really gave me a lot of pleasure.

"Hey six eyes. Why don't you team up with me. You and I can really be the strongest. You have a lot of potential." I made him this offer. If he accepted it, it would really help me a lot. But if not, he would kill me because I couldn't fight anymore.

He was stunned for a moment. "I'm flattered that the king of curses sees potential in me, but you already know that I won't accept this offer." I was a little surprised that he spoke with seriousness and without sarcasm. But I didn't show it and continued, "Then you must finish me. After all, I don't have the strength to move." He continued to stand and look at me. The fact that he did nothing made me angry. "This fucking guy is playing with me. If I had the strength to get up, I would have killed him." I thought.

I was about to lose consciousness. I put a sarcastic expression on my face. "Playing with your prey? Hah! I don't think I look good on you, six eyes. Actually, I did." As I finished, I could feel my consciousness slowly slipping away. The sorcerer in front of me had opened his mouth to say something when a voice was heard from behind. Among them was the voice of the Itadori brat.

Six eyes straightened up and pointed his hand at my head. I don't remember what happened next, just darkness.

Gojo

I was standing there looking at Sukuna's bloodied body. I wasn't moving to go to Tokyo jujutsu high school, nor was I moving to go to the sounds coming from behind me. I was just standing there looking at that bloodied body. I was really badly injured and I didn't have the strength to use the inversion technique.

Suddenly I felt a severe pain in my head. When I put my hand to my head, I realized that I had just been hit in the head. My reverse curse technique was very weak and I couldn't use it now. If I acted now, I could have gone towards Shoko's voice and prevented my condition from getting worse, but instead I continued to stare at the bloodied body of the king of curses. I had killed hundreds of people before. Seeing a corpse didn't affect me anymore, but for some reason I was still standing here looking at him.

After 2 more minutes my eyes widened in horror at what I realized. It wasn't Sukuna's body that affected me, it was the offer he made. I was really thinking about that offer right now... No! That was not going to happen. I had no intention of going to the dark side. I had fought a battle with Sukuna right after I came out of the sealed place and that's probably why I was confused. I wasn't the kind of person to think about that offer. When I got better, I'd get my old cheerfulness back and I'd remember that offer and I'd make fun of it. That's exactly what would happen.

While I was thinking this, my legs no longer had the strength to carry me. I was dizzy from blood loss and my eyelids were closing. At that moment, the voices behind me got closer. I could feel someone running towards me. I tried to turn my head in that direction. What I saw were the worried and scared faces of Shoko and Suguru. "Suguru? But he was dead. I killed him. I must be dreaming," I thought. Before I could look at the children behind them, my eyes closed and I collapsed. I heard someone shouting "Satoru" but I couldn't make out who it was. I felt someone picking me up. I couldn't hear the voices anymore, and then there was only darkness.

Divine Perspective

Suguru and Shoko were running full speed ahead. Satoru was fighting Sukuna alone. They didn't want anything to happen to him. They didn't want to fall apart again when they were just getting back together. Yuta, Nobara, Megumi, Itadori and Maki were running right behind them. They all cared very much for their teacher.

Megumi did not want to lose the man who had trained him, raised him and treated him like a father. Yuta and Itadori also had many moments when they saw Gojo as their father and he had prevented their execution. Gojo had a special significance for them.

Suguru shouted. "SATORU!" He knew he was close and the longer Gojo didn't answer, the more fearful he became. The children called out too, but there was no answer. "Look, there are fallen trees up ahead. Obviously something happened there." Yuta shouted and they all looked in that direction. Suguru and Shoko immediately started running in that direction. The children followed right behind them.

Suguru saw him and started running faster. Shoko was right next to him. Gojo turned his head toward them. The two of them were more and more worried as Satoru looked at them. He was covered in blood. Blood poured down from his head and dripped onto the ground. He had many cuts all over him.

Gojo looked at them for a second and then collapsed. Geto ran towards him, screaming. The boys were right behind them.

Suguru immediately threw himself next to his friend lying unconscious on the floor. He lifted his head. "Don't move his head! He's been hit in the head too," Shoko said and she immediately threw herself next to Satoru. No matter how much she tried to stay calm, Shoko was terrified. Her hands were shaking. She reached her hands forward to apply the reverse curse technique, but Gojo's wounds would not heal, even though she was doing the technique. Neither of them could understand what had happened.

Meanwhile, Nobara and Maki were holding Megumi, who was trying to go to Gojo. Itadori and Yuta were just looking at Gojo. It was like they were in shock. None of them were moving. Meanwhile, Suguru's tears threatened to fall.

Shoko came to her senses and said, "Pick him up and let's go to the car. The car is not far away. But be very careful. A sudden movement can lead to injury or death!" Shoko deliberately warned Suguru. Because they could see that he was in a very bad situation right now. They all were.

Suguru gently lifted Satoru and took quick but careful steps towards the car. Nanami was waiting for them when they got to the car. They had left her in the car on purpose. Nanami was shocked to see Satoru. He felt his hands trembling. Meanwhile, they got into the car. The boys got in the back car. Nanami was driving very fast. The fact that Gojo was bleeding from his mouth made them all even more agitated. "Drive faster, Kento!" Suguru yelled. "Calm down Suguru," Shoko warned him. Meanwhile Suguru looked at his friend lying dead in his lap. His skin was ice cold. It scared him even more. A tear fell from his eye and landed on Satoru's clothes. "Damn, you idiot, hold on a little longer. I can't lose you again when I just found you!" Suguru whispered with worry and frustration.

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Suguru

I leaned my head against the wall. We had arrived at the hospital and were now in the corridor in front of the operating room door. There was nothing I could do but wait. My gaze shifted to my hands. My palms and fingers were covered in his blood. I didn't go to the restroom because I didn't want to leave this place. It felt like the moment I left, he would come out of there.

We had been waiting at the door of the operating room for about 2 hours. I slowly turned my head to my parents, all as distraught as I was. Yuta was sitting on the couch and his gaze was fixed on the floor. Next to him was Maki and she was also looking at Yuta. Shoko was sitting close to me. She was just looking at the operating room door and her hands were shaking. Megumi was sitting in a corner away from everyone, elbows on his legs and his head in his hands, trying to stay calm. Itadori and Nobara were sitting on the sofa, waiting anxiously. Kento had taken off his glasses. He pretended - tried to pretend - that he wasn't worried. Toge and Panda had called and asked which hospital we were at. They were probably on their way here too. I turned my head back to Shoko and she sensed me looking at her and slowly turned her head towards me. I didn't go to her and she didn't come to me. We just looked at each other for about 5 minutes. It was the first time I had ever seen Shoko like this. She was usually a cool and calm person, but now she seemed like a very different person. In fact, I didn't expect her to stay calm after what had happened.

When the door to the operating room opened, we all turned our gaze in that direction. A doctor came out of the door. After a glance around, he turned towards me and Shoko. "Excuse me, Gojo-" "Yes, it's us!" I spoke without letting the doctor finish. After I said that, the children came to us. The doctor started talking again. "The operation was very successful, but his life threat is still very high. We will now take him to the intensive care unit. Tonight is vital. If he makes it through tonight he won't be in any danger, but to be honest I don't think he'll make it through tonight. He's in a serious condition. If he makes it, it's up to Mr. Satoru. If he's strong, he'll wake up."

I didn't know how to react. Satoru was strong, he would wake up, but the doctor said there was no chance he would survive the night. Hah! The doctor didn't know who he was. I was worrying for nothing, nothing was going to happen.

1 Day Later

We had been waiting in the hospital all night, but contrary to my worries, Satoru had survived the night. Last night, Panda and Toge came to us about 10 minutes after we talked to the doctor. Nanami had left because he was on duty, but everyone else had stayed here all night. In the morning they moved Satoru to another room. Here we could see him and go to him as we pleased. It was a small room so we couldn't all go in at the same time, except for Shoko and me. The children didn't listen to us and went in together.

Shoko was with me. The children were still inside. I preferred to visit Satoru when he was alone, so I decided to go in when the kids came out. Shoko had the same idea. At that moment my phone rang. It was our old sensei, Principal Yaga. He had also come to see Satoru at night but left quickly because he was busy. I picked up the phone and put it to my ear. "I wanted to remind you not to forget, you're here in an hour." My face fell when I heard what the manager said. "Please, one day-" "I think we've argued enough during the night, Geto," he said and hung up on me. I angrily put the phone in my pocket.

Because I was a special level, I got missions often and they were important missions. In 1 hour I had to be at the high school to learn the details of the mission. "Don't worry, I'll let you know if anything happens," Shoko said in a caring tone. It was easy to get permission because she was a medical Sorceress. Even though she was one of the best doctors, they could manage without her for two weeks. Most of the children were rarely on duty anyway - except Yuta - he was a special level sorcerer, but since he was still a student, he was able to get permission from the headmaster. My face fell even more as I thought about it. I was the only unlucky one, and Shoko laughed at me. "Come on, hurry up. Who knows what Yaga will do to you if you're late?" My face fell even more, as if it was possible, and I looked at Shoko with feigned anger. Turning on my heel, I started huffing and puffing towards the exit door. I hadn't seen Satoru for a minute. "At night, no one will be there and I can see him alone." With this thought, my low face returned a little more to normal and I took slow steps towards the open parking lot in the hospital garden.

4 Days Later

Gojo

I opened my eyes slowly, I couldn't figure out where I was, I couldn't open my eyes fully because there was a strong light source where I was. Since my eyes are more sensitive than other people's, this was tantamount to torture. I looked around a bit more but I still couldn't figure out where I was, what had happened last time? No, I couldn't remember what happened last time. Meanwhile, I was just realizing the oxygen mask in my mouth. I wanted to take it off, but I couldn't move my hand. It was as if my body wasn't listening to my commands. After 2-3 minutes of struggle, I managed to move my hand. I took off the mask and finally breathed a sigh of relief. After the effort I had spent to remove the mask, I had no strength left and my hand fell to my side.

Meanwhile, there were voices coming from outside. At that moment the door opened and a Megumi came in, arguing with Itadori. Behind them came Nobara and Yuta. They were watching the argument and laughing. I guess they didn't notice me. I didn't have the strength to talk either so I kept watching them. Meanwhile, Maki and Panda came from behind. They were fighting. Probably it was about Panda's matching Maki with Yuta again. Finally Toge came in, watching them with exasperated eyes. It was obvious that Toge was bored, no matter how long they had been fighting. He stopped watching them and turned his head to me and froze when his gaze found me. "Hey Toge, who is it?" Panda was calling Toge. When he didn't answer, he looked where he was looking and his eyes widened with a mixture of surprise and joy. "Guys, he's awake. " Panda said and everyone stopped fighting and turned to me. Woke up? What did that mean? And where was I? I had so many questions to ask if I could talk, but I didn't even have the strength to blink. I continued to stare at the children with squinted and empty eyes, and then suddenly all of them - except Maki - ran up and hugged me. I was making an extra effort not to suffocate. At that moment someone else entered the room. I could not see who it was from the children. "Kids, you may have missed him. I understand. But you can't hug someone who is asleep and hurt." I knew the owner of this voice very well. At these words, the children got off me and moved to the side. Shoko was shocked to see me. "'He's awake" I wonder how many days I had been asleep and everyone was so happy. I was thinking, "God, please someone turn off the light," but no one thought to turn it off. I was close to going blind.

Shoko smiled. It was hard to see her smile like that after high school. She finally left the room. I still don't know what happened, but I think I'm in the hospital. Meanwhile, my precious student -Megumi- realized that I was uncomfortable and turned off the light. As soon as I had the strength to speak, the first thing I did was to thank Megumi. After blinking my eyes a few times, I could finally see clearly. It was a tiny room. There were flowers in vases next to the bed. There was a table and two chairs in front of the window on the side.

After examining the room for a while, I turned to the children. They were all looking at me. "May I know why everyone is looking at me?" The children seemed to come to their senses for a moment. Still no one answered. I could move my body now, but every time I moved my body I felt an intense pain in my chest and abdomen. I tried to sit up in bed, but the sudden pain made me fall to the bed. "Sensei!" "It's okay." I didn't mind that they were worried about me, but I wasn't in such a bad state that I couldn't sit up in bed. Or was I? I don't know, and I couldn't speculate as I didn't know or remember why I was in the hospital. While I was thinking this, Shoko came in with a doctor. The doctor was examining me and asking me some questions. They were really ridiculous questions, but since I didn't feel like talking, I answered them as briefly as possible without commenting. "What is your name?" Was he serious? "Gojo" "Mr. Gojo, can you tell me five animals?" "Bee, horse, antelope, bear, lion." "Can you name five colors?" "Blue, white, turquoise, red, burgundy." The doctor took the file from the hand of the nurse who entered the room later, opened a random page and told me to read where he pointed with his finger. I read it fluently and the doctor turned to Shoko. He said a few words and left the room with the nurse. Now only familiar faces remained.

Maki turned to Shoko and said, "Leiri-san, did you call Geto-san?" Geto? "Oh, I forgot Suguru." "What the hell. Isn't Geto dead?" Shoko sat in the chair next to me and took out her phone. I grabbed her arm and stopped her before she could press the phone. "What happened Satoru?" Was she seriously asking me that? I turned to the boys and they were looking at me asking what happened. I started to doubt myself. I began to wonder if Geto was back and I had forgotten. I pushed my memories but I couldn't remember. I turned back to Shoko. "Geto?" She hit her head as if she had just remembered. "I forgot to tell you." After that, she briefly told me how and when Geto came back. I wasn't really interested, Geto and I couldn't be as close as we used to be, or rather I couldn't be, so it was enough for him to tell me that he had come back to life. I had more questions but I was tired so one more question was enough for now. "So why am I in the hospital?" They all seemed shocked by this question. Did I say something wrong? I don't think so.

"Don't you remember?" I turned to Itadori with this question. "Remember what?" "The fight with Sukuna?" Megumi's answer confused me even more. So I asked another question. "Who is Sukuna?"

"WHAT?!"

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"WHAT?!" They all had the same reaction at once. Okay, I had asked too many questions, but I really didn't understand. They were all looking at me and each other. Their eyes were wide open. "Fish scale" "What's not good, Toge?" When none of them answered, I turned to Toge. I was the one who understood Toge's language the best and the one he talked to the most. And Toge was the one whose word I trusted the most here. If he had something to say, he would tell me the truth.

"Pickled caviar, *katsuobushi?" "How would I know if I forgot, Toge?" "Tuna with mayonnaise" Inumaki realized the absurdity of his question and left it to the others.

"Satoru, you can easily remember everyone in the room, right?" I nodded yes to Shoko's question and she started to tell me a few names. I nodded yes to all of them, and she kept counting. "...Nanami, Principal Yaga, Uthaime, Iji-" "Slow down, Shoko. Can you repeat the last three?" I called out to her and she repeated the last three names. Nanami, Yaga, Uthaime... "No, I don't know." They started looking at me again like they were in shock. Either I really didn't remember very important people, or they were overreacting to everything. "Don't you remember Yaga-sensei? Or Kento and Iori. You loved to have fun with them." I didn't react and continued to stare at Shoko with blank eyes. "I'll call Suguru, we've delayed long enough." With those words, Shoko left the room.

After about 5 minutes she came back with a doctor. The doctor asked me a few questions again and examined me. Then he turned to Shoko and started talking. "He has post-traumatic *amnesia from the blow to his head and almost half of the information in his *declarative memory has been erased. You know this as well as I do, Ieiri-san, but I'll tell you anyway. Since it is amnesia after a head trauma, it is a condition that will improve with rest and time. Maybe if he has a favorite hobby or something, that might help. Other than that, there's nothing we can do. The only thing you can do is to support psychologically. Have a good day." It was clear that Shoko had heard what she had been waiting for. She nodded to the doctor and turned to us. "Declara-what?" Itadori was the owner of this question. It was an expected question because I didn't understand it either. "In short, he said he had amnesia after a blow to the head. And you heard the doctor, Satoru. You will rest. When you get out of the hospital, you will stay at my house." I suddenly coughed. My chest and abdomen hurt from coughing, but that wasn't what I cared about right now. "What do you mean I'll stay at your house, what am I a child Ieiri?" He frowned and looked at me with a mixture of concern and anger. "I can't leave you alone like this." "Tch, whatever" I would rather stay at his place than argue because I didn't want to talk.

The kids and Shoko started chatting and I just listened quietly. After about 15 minutes the door swung open and in walked Geto. "Satoru you're awake! Are you okay?" As he said this, he came over and hugged me. The kids went out. Now there were 3 adults left in the room. Meanwhile I thought I'd pretend I'd forgotten about him so I wouldn't have to deal with him. Oh no. Then she would try harder to remind herself. Once I took that thought out of the equation, there was no other option. I nodded slightly to Geto in the affirmative. He pulled away from me and looked at me. "I was so worried about you, you scared me so much, especially when you collapsed there." I didn't answer and just listened. Not talking to him was the best option. Wait a minute, what do you mean when you collapsed there? Oh, I think he was talking about my fight with that Sukuna person. If he was there, how come we couldn't beat him with 2 special levels? I wonder how strong he is. "Hey Satoru, why aren't you talking?" I didn't answer and just looked at her face. Shoko must have thought it was because I was upset with her, so she told me to rest and left the room, dragging Geto with her. I wasn't upset with Geto, I was tired just thinking about it, so I followed Shoko's suggestion and slowly lay down on the bed. I felt so tired that as soon as I lay down I let myself fall into a deep sleep without resistance.

Geto

I went outside with Shoko pulling me. The kids were sitting outside. I walked over to them. "We should let him rest, Suguru. Besides, you didn't expect him to be the same with you right away." Shoko was right. So I sat down on one of the seats without saying anything and turned to Shoko. "You said on the phone that he woke up but something was wrong. What happened?" I asked a question, remembering what she had said on the phone.

5 minutes later

I was shocked by what I heard. Half of his memory had been erased. At that moment I realized how lucky I was. He hadn't forgotten me. If he had forgotten me, we could have reconciled more easily, but no, that would have been much worse. I quickly pushed that thought out of my head. With all these problems, we could have made up later. Of course I wasn't going to stop trying, but I wasn't going to be so pushy, I had no choice but to wait. I stood up slowly. "I'm going to get some coffee. Do you want some, Shoko?" "I'll come too. I need some air." Shoko and I started walking to the canteen.

5 Days Later

Gojo

I was in the hospital for 5 days. They said my condition was more serious than I thought and I woke up earlier than expected, so I was told to stay in the hospital for a long time. But because I was in the hospital, Shoko managed to extend my stay to 5 days, but in return she said that she would stay at my house and that I should rest - and many other conditions- This time I didn't object because I was definitely not healthy enough to be proud, I was dizzy and I couldn't stand up anyway. We were in a hospital really far from the city center, and when I thought about it, it wasn't hard to see that it was because of my battle with this Sukuna person. Shoko was answering the phone while Suguru was driving. Suguru was on his way to my house. He was going to stay at my house for a few days. I still didn't know why, other than Shoko's plan to reconcile us. I didn't want him in my house, but I wasn't going to kick him out like a child.

When the car stopped, we got out. Shoko opened the door. Yeah, I'm not going to question why Shoko has a key to my house. I went in and threw myself on the couch. "Satoru, go to your room and rest. I let you out on condition that you rest." I stood up without protesting to Shoko. Then Suguru approached me for support, but I didn't go near him. Of course, I was much happier before my head turned violently and I fell into his lap. When I fell into his lap, Suguru gently lifted me up. "Fuck my luck." A silent curse escaped my lips. I wanted to die, I was fighting hard not to fall asleep on his lap as my eyes closed in spite of me. "Don't force yourself, Satoru." With Suguru's words, my eyes slowly closed and my head fell into his lap. I didn't resist any longer and let myself fall into the arms of sleep.

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I was in a forest. When I looked carefully, it wasn't hard to see that it was the same forest I had seen on the way in. The only difference was that there were skulls everywhere. I had been walking for a long time. A little further on, I passed a place where trees had fallen down and came to an open, dry area. The air here was crimson. In the middle of the field I saw a throne made of bone on top of a pile of skeletons. It was empty. The throne had a beautiful appearance. I approached it slowly and stepped on the skulls and climbed up. I sat down on the throne and began to examine it. Strangely, I liked it. "Hah! You really suit that throne. Although not as good as me." "Are you wondering where I am?" The voice seemed to be coming from everywhere. That's when I realized the voice was in my head. "Oh, so you get it. You're actually smart. A clever wizard pretending to be an idiot."

"May I ask who you are?" I heard a chuckle. "It's a pity you forgot me." I slowly got up from the throne and went down, stepping on the skulls. At that moment I realized that the forest was disappearing and I started to fall. As I was falling towards nothingness, I heard that voice. "See you very soon, six eyes."

I woke up jumping up in bed. I was sweating. I stood up and went to the window. I took deep breaths. After a while, when my heartbeat and breathing returned to normal, I looked out the window. The sun was just rising. This was a good opportunity. I felt dizzy but I ignored it. I left the room and went up the stairs to the roof. It was a beautiful view. I sat down and dangled my feet off the roof.

Shoko

I heard footsteps and looked out the door. The sun was just rising and Satoru was on the roof. I didn't want to miss this opportunity so I followed him. "I see you're early. Normally I would be mad at you for not resting, but I can't blame you for wanting to take in such a beautiful view." I slowly sat down next to him. When I looked at his face, I couldn't read his expression. He looked like he was going to pierce the sun, but he had a very calm and emotionless expression. It worried me to see my close friend like this. "What are you thinking about?" I asked him, and he slowly turned his gaze to me. "I remembered an old memory. If I remember correctly, there was a girl in a drunken red dress next to me." My eyes widened at his words. "Shut up, Satoru." His face was emotionless, but I could tell he was having fun. "Her name was Shoko, and the reason she was drunk was because the man she had a platonic crush on turned out to be gay-" I jumped on him, covering his mouth. He fell backwards, unable to keep his balance. Then he kicked me in the knee, knocking me on top of him. We both started laughing.

Then we sat down slowly. Satoru chuckled when my stomach growled. "I think we should eat something." He smiled at me. When he smiled you could see why most women fainted when they saw him. Then there was a click and Suguru came up to us. "What are you doing?" The moment she came, Satoru stopped laughing and went back to his emotionless self. He stood up and slowly made his way to the stairs. Suguru slowly sat down next to me. "I think we should fix him first, not you two." Suguru nodded his head in agreement at my words.

We sat there for a while, neither of us talking. We all needed time to collect our thoughts. Especially Satoru. After a while I turned to Suguru, "We should have breakfast. I'll go to the kitchen and make something and you can call Satoru." Suguru opened his mouth to protest, but I quickly stopped him. "No, Suguru. I won't call him, you will. No objections." With those words, I quickly got up from my seat and went down the stairs.

Suguru

I took a deep breath at Shoko's words and sat on the roof for a while after she left. If Satoru didn't even want to see me right now, wouldn't it make it worse if I went to him? Putting my thoughts aside, I slowly stood up. Shoko must have a plan. I was sure of it. I went down the stairs to Satoru's room. When I raised my hand to knock on the door, I hesitated for a moment. I still wasn't sure. I didn't know how he would react to me. I took a deep breath and knocked without further thought, but there was no sound. I knocked a second time and there was no sound and that scared me a little. "Satoru, are you there?" There was no sound and that increased my fear. "I'm coming in." I slowly opened the door and walked in. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Satoru reading a book on his bed. Satoru was so focused on his book. I was sure he didn't notice me coming.

It was the first time I had ever been in Satoru's room, and I was surprised when I looked around a bit. I expected Satoru's room to be the biggest and most opulent room in the house, but it wasn't. It was smaller than any other room in the house and very simple. While light colors dominated the house, Satoru's room was decorated in dark colors. I always thought Satoru was someone who liked to play on the phone. I had never seen him read a book, but that had changed now. One wall in Satoru's room was completely covered with bookshelves and there were all kinds of books. On the right side of the room was a piano and a violin against the wall. On the left was his bed. Right in front of the entrance door was a desk with a lot of papers scattered on it.

When I finished examining the room, my gaze went back to Satoru. He was still reading and still hadn't noticed me. "Satoru..." I called out softly, but he didn't respond. "Satoru!" When I raised my voice a little and shouted again, Satoru was startled and dropped the book on the floor. "I'm sorry." I apologized quickly. Satoru picked up his book and looked at me. "We need to go down for breakfast." Satoru said nothing and stood up. He put the book on his desk and walked out of the room. I went out with him and closed the door and we walked towards Shoko. Every once in a while I turned my head to look at Satoru, but Satoru didn't make any eye contact with me. He was just walking, looking ahead of him.

Half an hour later

Satoru quickly finished his breakfast and went back up to his room. We chatted for a while. Satoru wanted to go out for a while. But Shoko wouldn't let him, and she was right. No matter how good Satoru looked, he was in very bad shape. He needed to rest. Shoko had the day off. But that didn't apply to me. After breakfast I went back to Satoru's room. I wanted to talk to him, but when I realized that he had fallen asleep, I left his room, closed the door and didn't disturb him. I had to go to Jujutsu Tech, so I got ready and left the house.

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Satoru

I fell on my back and looked around. It was a dark place. The void. There was nothing. I stood up and started to walk while looking around. But it was as if I wasn't walking. There was no concept of time and space here. When I walked a little further, I saw the throne I had seen in my dream before, and then it came to me. I was probably in a dream right now. Just like at the end of that dream, it was pitch black here. The only difference was that this time someone was sitting on the throne.

The man looked similar to Itadori, but he had black tattoos on his face and biceps - and probably on other parts of his body as well. His facial features were those of an adult. He was wearing a white and black kimono. I looked at him suspiciously as I studied him carefully, he was obviously very strong. Not letting my guard down, I studied him carefully. "So you're always on guard." The man's voice was the same voice I had heard before in my dream. The only difference was that it sounded like it was in my head and now it was coming from across from me.

"Who are you?" I asked, studying him carefully. I didn't know where I was, but I was beginning to think that this was more than just a dream.

The man suddenly disappeared from the throne and teleported in front of me. I wanted to go back, but before I could, he grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me to him, glaring at me. "What do you think you're doing?!" I spoke angrily, I didn't know who this man was and I certainly didn't like the way he approached me.

I pushed him away, but he pushed me closer to him. He might have been a little taller than me. He was strong for sure and I could feel his dominant cursed energy. "Let go of me!" I spoke angrily. The man grinned and took a step away from me, continuing to study me. "Sukuzi. My name is Ryuichi Sukuzi. Good to see you here, Satoru Gojo."

I was surprised by the man's actions. Sukuzi... No, I didn't remember that name. Maybe it was because I'd lost some of my memory. "You don't remember me, do you?"

I looked at him as he spoke, my earlier anger turning to curiosity. Who was this Sukuzi? How did he have such powerful cursed energy? Was he a human or a curse? "How do you know me?" I asked in a cautious voice.

"Who wouldn't recognize the most powerful Jujutsu sorcerer?" The man answered me. But I had a feeling that this Sukuzi knew me from somewhere else. I wasn't even sure if his name was really Sukuzi. "Where am I?"

"This is the nothingness between life and death, Satoru." My eyes widened in surprise at what Sukuzi said. Was I somewhere between life and death? "But why am I here?" I asked, curious and skeptical. "I've reached you, Satoru. I need your help to get out of here, but the real reason is that I'm really bored, I need someone to talk to." Sukuzi answers.

"What are you?" I asked skeptically. "I'm a special level curse." I was surprised by Sukuzi's answer. I had guessed it was a curse, but hearing it from him and confirming its authenticity was something else. But it only confused me more. He knew I was the most powerful Jujutsu sorcerer. If he knew that, why did he reach out to me? Did he really think I would help a curse? The question was, would I help him? Why was I even thinking about it? Of course I wasn't going to help, I guess...

"What makes you think I'll help you?" I asked curiously. He had a plan, he had to. After all, there had to be a reason why he reached out to me in particular, instead of reaching out to a curse or a normal human being. "You will help me. Eventually. But you don't have to help me right now. I just need someone to talk to. I'm so bored." His words confused me. Why was I going to help him in the end?

I wanted to ask but I gave up, feeling that it would only add to my confusion. "So you want a friend?" "Yes" He answered my question quickly. I just looked at him without reacting, it was ridiculous. I still thought it might be a dream. "It's not a dream." I was surprised by Sukuzi's words. "Are you being my thoughts?" I asked seriously. After what had happened, every possibility made sense. Sukuzi laughed. "Oh, no. I'm just guessing. After all, there are not many possibilities that a person who finds himself like this can think of."

Sukuna

I stared intently at the albino wizard. It suited me that he didn't remember me. I wanted to get him on my side, I had presented the idea to him in that battle and I was actually surprised that he even considered it. The fact that he had even briefly considered it meant that I had a chance.  "Oh, no. I'm just guessing. After all, there aren't many possibilities that a person who finds himself like this can think of." I answered his question.

I didn't react as the sorcerer looked at me skeptically. If I wanted to get him on my side, I had to proceed slowly and cautiously. "Well, I think we've had enough chatting for today. It's almost morning anyway. See you later, Satoru."

Satoru

After Sukuzi's words I felt myself slipping into unconsciousness and when I opened my eyes I was in my room. Nothing had changed since the night I went to bed. Yawning, I slowly sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes. "Ryuichi Sukuzi..." I muttered to myself. A curse. A curse that wanted to be friends and said I would help him. Oh no, whoever I told would say I was crazy. I'm pretty sure it wasn't just a dream. I didn't remember who he was, but Sukuzi wasn't just a curse. I could feel it.

I looked at the clock, it was half past five. That meant I had about three hours before the Shokos woke up. As I looked at the clock, my eyes fell on the history section of my bookshelf. I got out of bed and walked over to the bookshelf. "Turkish history, Japanese history, America, China. ... I found it." I had found what I was looking for. "History of Jujutsu, The most powerful curses and sorcerers, History of curses, Birth of Jujutsu." As I browsed through the history books, silently reading the titles, I picked up the books, found a few more and returned to my desk with 7 books.

2 and a half hours later

Leaning my elbows on the table, I ran my hands through my hair in exasperation. There was nothing about Sukuzi. But I couldn't say that my two and a half hours had been completely wasted. While I was looking for something about Sukuzi, I found a lot of information about Sukuna Ryomen. 1000 years ago the most powerful curse sealed on twenty fingers by Jujutsu wizards, once known to be human and called the king of curses. Now I understood why the kids and my friends were so worried about me. I fought the king of curses. But I was the strongest, right? Wasn't I...? I was no longer as sure of the answer to that question as I used to be.

At this moment, all my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. I turned my gaze to the door and saw Shoko walking in. "Satoru, you're awake. I thought you were asleep when you didn't answer when I knocked." I was a little surprised by Shoko's words, but I didn't show it on my face. I hadn't heard Shoko knocking on the door. I must have been too absorbed in my thoughts. Meanwhile, noticing Suguru behind Shoko, I said nothing. I gathered the open history books on my desk.

Suguru sighed deeply while I remained silent. "Breakfast is ready. We are waiting for you." Shoko spoke and left the room, closing the door. Once I was alone in my room again, I picked up the history books, placed them on the shelf and walked to my wardrobe. I opened the closet door and looked at the clothes. White, gray and light blue were the predominant colors. "I have to go shopping." I muttered to myself as I bought a light blue sweater and white sweatpants. After changing, I went to Shoko and Suguru.

Chapter Text

Divine Perspective

Megumi, Yuta, Yuji, Nobara and Toge were sitting on the sidelines watching Maki and Panda fight. The school was extremely quiet. Unusually quiet. After a while Maki and Panda walked over to the others, arguing. Yuji, Nobara and Megumi were now 2nd years, while Panda, Toge, Yuta and Maki were now 3rd years. The 4th graders - the old 3rd graders - were absent as usual. The 2nd and 3rd graders' instructors didn't come to classes much and they usually all studied by themselves.

"I'm hungry, shall we go get something to eat?" Maki suggests the idea. "I'm not really hungry." Megumi says and the other 2nd graders join him. "What have you been like for how many days? Are you depressed or something? That idiot with the blindfold is the one who woke up from the coma and lost his memory, but you're more depressed than him." Maki was not sure about her last sentence. Because it was the first time she had seen Satoru, whom she had known for three years, so silent and expressionless. Moreover, if the person in question was Gojo Satoru, silence was something to be very afraid of.

Yuta said, "Maki is right. We are very sorry too. But we're not trying to kill ourselves by not eating." Megumi opened his mouth to say something, but then stopped. "Should we go visit Gojo-sensei? We can take him and eat out." Everyone's gaze turned to Yuji who had suggested the idea.

"Actually, maybe," Nobara says thoughtfully. "Will Shoko-san even let us take her out?" Megumi asks.

"I think she'll allow it if she comes herself. And even if she won't, there's no harm in trying." Yuji says and Toge nods his head in agreement. "Then let's ask Geto-sensei if they're available. He was staying at Gojo-sensei's house."Hearing the word Geto-sensei, the third years grimace. "Since when did that bastard become a sensei?" Maki asks angrily. "He's training the 4th graders now," Megumi replies, "What?! We're going to take lessons from that guy next year?!" Maki says with a horrified expression. "This must be a nightmare." Panda mumbles quietly and the 2nd graders don't understand why they are saying that.

"Is something wrong?" Itadori asks curiously.

"Nothing important, never mind." She says it offhandedly and continues. "Then let's go. You tell Geto." After saying this, the third graders walk away."What was that all about?" Nobara asks. "I mean...Geto-sensei seemed like a nice guy."

"I heard something. I think he used to be a traitor and was killed. Maybe that's why they don't like him." Megumi speaks in an indifferent tone. Then the three of them get up and go to find Suguru.

Suguru

"Ugh...boring." I muttered as I studied the new mission file in my hand, another special-grade curse in a hospital. "Those damn monkeys. They don't deserve to live." I muttered to myself, my thoughts still not much changed. I was no longer interested in killing people, but that didn't change the fact that I didn't like them.

At this moment the teachers' door was knocked open. I saw Yuji first, followed by Megumi and Nobara. I got along well with the second graders, unlike the third graders. Actually, they weren't wrong. Two years ago I almost killed them.

"Yuji, Nobara, Megumi. What brings you here?" I kept my voice soft.

"Geto-sensei, we have a favor to ask of you." Yuji speaks in a soft voice.

"What is it?"

"We were thinking of going out to eat, and we haven't seen Gojo-sensei for a while, so we came up with the idea of going out to eat with him. You are staying at Gojo-sensei's house. We wanted to consult you first." Yuji was obviously trying to choose his words carefully. I wonder if the sophomores were talking about past events. Or just too respectful. I smiled at the boys.

"That's a good idea. It would be good for Satoru to get some air after recent events. I'll talk to Shoko about it and see if it's okay."

Yuji and Nobara smiled happily while Megumi remained expressionless as usual, but you could see happiness in his eyes.

"Thank you, Geto-sensei." I giggled slightly as Nobara and Yuji spoke at the same time, and then the three of them left the teachers' room. I took out my phone and found Shoko's number in the phone book. After ringing for a while, the phone picked up.

"Yes."

"Shoko, how is Satoru?"

"Yeah, I'm fine too." I chuckled, sighing at Shoko's sarcastic remark, "Satoru...fine. He doesn't leave his room much."

"Do you think he'll be able to get out of the house?"

"Depends on who he's going out with. If he hears he's going out with you, he might faint right there." She says sarcastically.
"Hahaha, how funny." Shoko's grin came to life in front of my eyes.

"Anyway. He's a little better. He's still dizzy, but it's good for him to get out and get some air."

"Itadori, Kugisaku and Fushiguro came to me. They and the third years want to see Satoru. What do you think?"

"That might be good. But I should go too, just in case. I might have to intervene if something happens."

"Well, then I'll go too. After all, Satoru is weak right now. He can't - shouldn't - use his cursed energy. In such a situation, he's a sitting duck for bounty hunters and curses. After all, Gojo Satoru, heir to the Gojo Clan, heir to the six eyes and unlimited user, has many bounties on his head."

"Try to stay away from the 3rd years and especially Yuta." I rolled my eyes as Shoko said with a slight sneer.

"Yes, Shoko. In 1 hour, the kids and I will be at Satoru's house." I hung up the phone before Shoko could answer. I got up from my seat to tell the kids. I walked to the window. The third graders were practicing in the school yard. Rika appeared behind Yuta, attacking the other three - without causing any serious damage - while Rika appeared behind Yuta. Looking at Yuta and Rika, I felt a slight pain in my right shoulder. "It makes more sense to find second graders first. And it's safe. Then I headed in the direction of the classrooms.

Satoru

" Ugh!!!" I moaned quietly as I pressed my palms hard against my eyes. My head was throbbing. It was as if there was a marching band in my head that kept playing non-stop. Or like someone was scraping their fingernails against the wall and it was reaching my brain a thousand times stronger. Stupid migraine. Stupid six eyes.

I barely opened my eyes and reached for the drawer next to the bed. "Shit, where is it?!" I muttered angrily as I searched for the bandages I used to wear before I started wearing the eye patches. I couldn't remember which corner of the house I threw them in because I used to wear them here but hadn't worn them in a long time.

"Ahh! Dammit!!!" I muttered as I buried my face hard into the pillows. Maybe a minute, maybe an hour. I don't remember how long I stayed like that, but after a while there was a knock on the door. I ignored it, thinking Shoko would answer, but it rang a few more times. Shoko wasn't home? But she would have told me when she left. Or why would she? My headache was a little less, but this ringing didn't help much.The bell rang once more and I angrily got out of bed. I grabbed the headboard, dizzy from the sudden movement. Fuck Sukuna. Fuck the damage he did to my brain.
When my dizziness subsided, I left my room and went downstairs. I opened the door, expecting to see Suguru or Shoko - or both - but seeing my students was not in the cards.

"Sensei!" Yuji said cheerfully and quickly jumped on top of me, hugging me. I gritted my teeth as a silent curse escaped my lips. Someone had to remind these kids that I was still injured and unable to use my infinity barrier. But what could I say. In their eyes I was probably invincible, which was partly true.

Yuta came over and hugged me too, but he must have noticed because he hugged me more slowly and lightly.

"E-ehh...what's he doing here-"

" Kids, welcome. We'll be out in a bit. " Shoko said from behind me, interrupting me. Shoko was wearing a black casual dress that came to her knees and a white wool jacket. She was all dressed up. Were they going somewhere?

"Going out?" I asked, raising one eyebrow.

"Yes, going out." Going out. We go out. So plural. So I was included in this 'we'.

"Come on, it's your decision if you prefer to stay at home like a bat. Your hair is gray from seeing the sun, stupid. See some sunlight and it will be white again." I resisted the urge to look at my hair at Maki's words. I knew she was teasing. My hair was still as white as snow.

"I actually like the gray. I guess it doesn't need to turn white." The boys looked puzzled, not at the rest of the joke, but at the implicit meaning, 'I'm not going out."Are you serious?" I nodded my head yes as a short response to Megumi's words."Then go and wear a hoodie to protect your hair from the sun, but you are going out. You need some fresh air. Otherwise I will drag you out by force."I sighed in defeat at Shoko's words, she really could drag me outside. Because I couldn't use my cursed energy right now. I nodded my head in agreement. I went upstairs to get ready. I hated this situation. 'I can drag you' or 'stupid' should be words that people shouldn't dare use against me.

I took a deep breath. Calm down. They are your friends and students. They are doing this because they care about you. Besides, people shouldn't be afraid of me. I'm not a monster or a villain. They should be able to talk to me however they want.

I silenced my thoughts as I opened the closet door. I grabbed a light blue, soft sweater with a neck, white jeans and a long cream-colored coat that touched the floor. I took the one with the darkest lenses because they saw the expensive sun. I took my phone and put it in my pants pocket and went downstairs.

As I descended quickly, I felt dizzy and grabbed the railing. Don't move fast, stupid. Slowly. I muttered to myself and went down the stairs more slowly. They went out into the garden so I headed for the gate. I was about to go out when I was stopped by a feeling of cursed energy. It was Suguru's cursed energy. I tried to focus a little more. Damn, I was really weak right now because all the other cursed energies were mixing together except Yuta and Suguru's special class cursed energy.

That's when I realized that's what was really painful, feeling the movement of the cursed energy. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I wasn't going to question why Suguru came. I didn't want to go anyway. Go and come back as soon as possible. That was it.

I opened the door and left, walking to the other one. I saw another strange man in the garden. He had blond, combed and styled hair. He had brown eyes. He was a well-built man and close to my height. He seemed to be my equal. Maybe a year or two younger or older. The closer I got, the more comfortable I felt the man's cursed energy. Not a special level, but clearly a powerful first level. "Gojo-san, how are you?" I remained silent as I studied the blond-haired man after his question. Was he a colleague? Maybe a friend? No, I don't think so, I didn't have many friends. Suguru had betrayed me and Shoko and I had already drifted apart after that. "Good." I answered briefly, my voice sounding weak, not as cheerful as I would have liked.

"Sensei, you really don't remember?" Nobara's question made me think for a while. No. I didn't remember. Was it one of the people they told me about? Yaga or Ijichi...

"Nanami. Nanami Kento." I studied him again as he introduced himself. Kento. Oh yeah, Shoko mentioned him. I couldn't say anything. I mean, I just knew this guy, but according to Shoko, he had known me since high school. I couldn't introduce myself, what could I say? I wasn't even sure how to behave.

"Where should we go from here?" Yuji tried to change the subject to diffuse the tense atmosphere and it worked. Soon we were talking about where to go. I didn't pay much attention to the conversation and after a while they decided to go to Shinjuku. The two cars in front of the house were not mine. They were apparently Nanami's or Suguru's. I saw Shoko's car and it wasn't hers.

"Satoru, you still feel dizzy. Hold on to me." Suguru said and held out his arm. I was about to say something, but some of them were faster than me.

"Why are you coming?" Maki said in a disgruntled and stern voice.

"Because Satoru still hasn't recovered. He's an open target for curses and bounty hunters. I'm coming for safety."

"There's more than one level 1 and one special level, which is me. There's enough security. You don't need to come." Yuta said in a stern voice I hadn't heard from him much before. Then he turned to me. "You can hold on to me if you feel dizzy, sensei." His voice softens when he speaks to me. It was amusing to see the look on Suguru's face, angry but trying to hide it.

Then I smiled slightly. "No need, Yuta-kun." I didn't really like being with Suguru right now. But I didn't know Nanami, and Suguru's car was better than someone I didn't know - didn't remember. I headed for Suguru's car, which he was standing next to, and Yuta, Toge, and Maki gave up getting into the other car and came with me. The 2nd graders got into Nanami's car. Shoko and Suguru also got into the car. Shoko sat in the passenger seat next to the driver's seat. It was a luxury car. There were opposite seats in the back. The front was like a driver's seat. Suguru should normally have had a driver. Yuta sat on my left side, Toge sat opposite me and Maki was next to him.

I leaned my head against the window. Something had been on my mind lately. A person. Yuji Itadori. There was nothing I had forgotten about the people I still remembered. But some memories of Yuji were blurry. Especially the first time I met him.

I went to Megumi, I don't remember which cursed object, but the authorities were worried because a cursed object had gone missing. And then nothing. I remember stopping Yuji's execution, but I don't remember why he was to be executed. I remember when we took him to Jujutsu High School, but I don't remember his cursed technique. Something was missing.When the car passed over a rock and bounced slightly, I hit my head on the windshield and all my thoughts scattered. I smiled slightly when I realized that Toge was looking at me, and then I looked at the others. Yuta was watching out the window, smiling slightly, looking at the others and me. Maki was looking at her phone and Toge was looking at Maki's phone. When my head started to feel slightly dizzy and achy again, without thinking too much, I put my head on Yuta's shoulder and leaned against him. (Not Ship. Yuta is not a minor, guys, Gojo is not a pedo😔) After all, he was my student and he wouldn't say anything. I could see in the rearview mirror that Yuta was surprised at first but then smiled. I closed my eyes without looking back.

...

"What's up?" I opened my eyes at the sound of Sukuzi's voice. I looked up in surprise when I realized I was in Sukuzi's lap, sitting on the bone throne. I quickly climbed off Sukuzi's lap and onto the bones where the throne stood. Sukuzi was grinning.

I ignored the awkward moment and looked around. It had changed. "This place has changed." I said as I looked around. "Yes, I have managed to turn this void into my domain, but even with the change in appearance, I am still a curse, trapped in a space between life and death."

"Lakes of blood and a dark sky."

"I am a curse. Naturally. There is also a temple and other places."

"A temple? Do you have a God complex or something?" I say with a slight sneer.

Sukuzi grins. "I am the only supreme being in heaven and earth." "How do you know that?"

"I heard."

"From who?!"

When I didn't get an answer to my question, I gave up. I was embarrassed, even though I didn't know why.

"They were nonsense words that came out of my mouth with the adrenaline of the moment"

"I mean, aren't you?" That question gave me pause. I was. Wasn't I? I was sure I was until a few days ago. Fuck. Where was my confidence and arrogance? Why was this bastard's questions giving me pause?

This time I left his question unanswered. "Whatever. How about I show you around?" I looked at Sukuzi, his red eyes reminiscent of pools of blood on the ground.

"Even if you fall asleep in the car, time works differently here. We have plenty of time for sightseeing." I listened carefully to Sukuzi's short explanation. "How do you know I fell asleep in the car? Can you watch me?"

"When you fall asleep." He answers briefly. Then he rises from his throne. He grabs me by the arm and pulls me down the bones. We stand in front of a pool of blood. Sukuzi makes some seal signs and the image of Maki and Toge appears in the pool of blood. From the sounds of the voices around, it was in my field of vision. But my eyes were closed.

"Sleeping in the car? Doesn't he rest all day at home anyway? I think he's really getting old." Maki says. Hey, I'm not old. I was only 29.

"Or he's exhausted. It seems that the damage done by Sukuna is much greater than we thought." Sukuzi chuckles slightly after Yuta's second sentence. My gaze returns to him for a moment, but then I look back at the reflection in the pool of blood.

"Salmon." Toge says.

"Kids, put this jacket over Satoru. It's cool." Suguru says, handing his jacket back to them.

"Don't say kids." Maki says in a stern and firm voice. Meanwhile, Toge takes off his coat and puts it over me and doesn't take Suguru's jacket. Shoko can be heard giggling from the front while Suguru is obviously trying to hide his anger.

Sukuzi waves his hand and the reflection disappears. "Okay, we're not talking about the outside world right now." He turns around and starts walking. I follow him. "There's something on my mind." I take Sukuzi's silence as confirmation and keep talking and walking.

"Some people I never forget, and some I don't even remember their names."

"So?" We kept walking while Sukuzi looked at me, waiting for my question.

"So, I don't know, your name might not be Sukuzi?"

Sukuzi chuckled sarcastically. "How creative, six eyes. What is my name then?"

"I don't know, the name Ryomen Sukuna would suit you." Sukuzi stopped walking. 

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Ryomen paused for a moment as he slowed his steps. But he quickly composed himself before Satoru could see his face. What would be the point of this plan if he gave himself away at the first sign of doubt?

"Sukuna? Ah, that name would definitely suit me. Sukuna and Sukuzi. Don't you think it fits?"

"Stop mocking me." Satoru's brow furrowed. He really wasn't in the mood for mockery. His memories and thoughts were jumbled together. And right now, he just wanted a proper explanation.

"Alright, what exactly do you want, six eyes?"

"An explanation."

"You already seem convinced that I'm Sukuna. Then why do you want this explanation so badly? And why do you want this explanation from me?"

Satoru narrowed his eyes. He was right. Why did he want an explanation so badly from a special-level curse he had only known for two days? He knew the answer, but he wasn't going to tell him. 

He felt comfortable here. It was better than the real world. He didn't think it was because of the special-level curse in front of him. It was most likely related to the place itself. But whatever the reason, it wasn't a comfort he wanted to lose. If Sukuzi really was Sukuna, he couldn't keep coming here. He could have been seen in many ways before or now, but he certainly wasn't stupid. As for the other question... why did he want this explanation from Sukuzi?

It was simply because if he had any connection to Yuji, he didn't want to upset him by revealing that he didn't remember Yuji, so he didn't ask his students. Yes, that was definitely the reason.

"These are unnecessary questions. First, give me what I want."

"You really are stupid, six eyes. What should I say? First you should tell me why you think that."

Gojo paused for a moment. Truly, he couldn't ask him for an explanation without saying anything to him first. Maybe he really was a bit stupid.

"Alright, I'll cut to the chase. Like I said earlier, there are people I remember and people I don't. And you look like Yuji."

Sukuna raised an eyebrow, searching for the connection between these two sentences. "So?"

"The only person I mostly remember but can't recall certain details about is Yuji. And you resemble him. Plus, your field expansion matches Sukuna's descriptions of his field." Gojo brought a hand to his chin, as if thinking. "Moreover, I stopped Yuji from being executed. Is executing a child reason enough for Sukuna? Etcetera, etcetera." Then those blue eyes turned back to Sukuna.

Sukuna sighed wearily. Gojo looked at him in surprise at this gesture. He was accusing him of being Sukuna, and he was just sighing? Did he really have no excuse for being Sukuna?

Sukuna waved his hand briefly. Two chairs appeared. Could he control this space as he wished? Ah, it was wonderful. Gojo wanted that power.

"Do you have any tea?" Gojo asked as he settled into one of the chairs.

Sukuna, sitting down himself, made another hand gesture to produce a cup of tea. Steam rose from it. Gojo reached for the tea, but Sukuna took it first.

"Ah, no, six eyes. You'll have to make do with the air you breathe while I speak. After all, why would I give tea to someone who accuses me?"

Gojo rolled his eyes but remained silent, waiting for Sukuzi's explanation. Meanwhile, the aroma of hot tea filled the room. Ah, Tieguanyin tea. His mind immediately recognised the scent. He had indeed been born and raised in a wealthy clan; his mother especially loved drinking tea. Gojo must have inherited this taste from her. He would make himself a cup when he got home.

"Now, about your question. Let's start with that brat's execution. Yes, as you can tell from my appearance, I have a connection to him. The reason for that brat's execution was that he created me. Curses are born from people's negative emotions, not from Jujutsu sorcerers. But imagine a curse of a special degree being created from the negative emotions of a Jujutsu sorcerer."

Gojo thought for a moment; those old fools were so cowardly that, of course, this was really sufficient reason for execution.

"Secondly, my power is copying. You can think of it like your other special-level student. If you like, I can take the form of your student named Megumi. Or I could be in your body, not bad, six eyes."

"Don't even think about it, I'd look awful with those ridiculous symbols." Sukuna rolled his eyes, while Gojo pondered his words. Ah, so he had been completely wrong.

Sukuna murmured as he brought the cup to his lips. "Now that we've cleared up your mistaken suspicions—"

"So Yuji is your father?" Sukuna sputtered his tea. 

"What?"

"Didn't he create you?"

"That brat isn't my father—"

"Babies don't call their fathers brats."

"I'm not a baby."

"Aren't you one year old?"

Call his so-called nephew father? He should have found a lie the sorcerer couldn't mock from the start. Not wanting to continue the ridiculous conversation, he got up from the chair. The chair and teacup vanished.

"Agh-! Warning you won't kill you." Gojo grumbled angrily as he got up from where he had fallen.

"The price for your ridiculous talk."

"But am I not right?"

"Walk, six-eyes." Sukuna grumbled as he turned his back and started walking. Gojo simply got up and followed him. 

After walking for a while, Gojo's gaze fell upon the temple standing before him. His eyes widened for a moment. Was that a mouth-shaped entrance? Were they sure this temple wouldn't eat them?

"Is this Sukuna's domain now?"

"Yes. At least in general. The small details or objects in the area belong to me."

Skulls belonging to creatures he didn't recognise at the bottom, a strange mouth-shaped entrance, human skulls hanging from the roof by ropes. Gojo examined the outside of the temple for a moment, then scowled.

"What is it now?" Sukuna looked at the sorcerer. Was he scowling at his temple?

"Showiness and exaggeration." With these words, Sukuna frowned. It had nothing to do with showiness. Anyone who entered his domain would be torn to pieces and die, so they wouldn't be able to see these things anyway.

"You look like you're going to kill me, but this isn't your domain anyway."

"Yes, but it bothers me to see how arrogant you are."

"Hey, I'm not being arrogant. It's just... I mean. A mouth-shaped entrance and giant skulls. Don't you think it looks like that?"

"I think it could be a tactic to scare opponents."

"Does the great Sukuna feel the need to scare his opponents?"

"Walk, six eyes." Sukuna said as he walked towards the shrine. Of course, he didn't need to intimidate his enemies. It was complete nonsense; he just liked the skulls. 

Gojo followed him at that moment. He had been feeling very empty lately, not like himself. He had no arrogance, no mockery, or even the energy to do what he normally would, at least in the real world. Something had caught his interest now. He wasn't going to refuse it now.

After passing through the entrance, Gojo paused for a moment; contrary to how it appeared from the outside, the interior was quite large. A simple yet impressive illusion.

Inside, there was a spacious entrance hall, then corridors leading off to rooms. Gojo's attention was drawn to the paintings in the entrance hall. He examined them with curiosity; they were mostly abstract paintings. But there were also a couple of landscape paintings.

"I wonder who the artist is? They're talented." He walked slowly at the entrance, examining the paintings.

Sukuna grinned mockingly and looked at Gojo. Gojo turned to Sukuna when he felt the gaze on him. "What is it, Sukuzi?" It was impossible not to feel uncomfortable under that intense gaze.

"You said I was talented." Gojo realised those paintings belonged to the curse.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"You said the artist was talented."

"No, I said he was untalented."

"So be it." Sukuna muttered mockingly as he walked over to the wizard and advanced with his hands behind his back, examining the paintings. After inspecting all the paintings, the six curious eyes turned towards one of the corridors. "Well, what's there—"

And the sorcerer suddenly vanished from in front of Sukuna. Ah, he must have been awakened. Judging by the Sorcerer's last curious words, he would want to look around when he returned. It would be best to remove any old and potentially suspicious items now. Sukuna tensed for a moment. Ah, if Uraume were here, it would be much easier.

When Satoru came to his senses, he flinched involuntarily for a moment. Ah, he was in the car. As he lifted his head from Yuta's shoulder, he instinctively ran his hand through his hair. Ah, what a pity, he wondered what was in that room. 

"We're here, sensei," Yuta said with a smile as he opened the car door.

"Yes... thank you, Yuta-kun." He muttered as he got out of the car. Looking around, he realised they were in Shinjuku. And on a very familiar street. He felt Geto's gaze on him. He contented himself with a mocking smirk. 

"Shall we eat first?"

"Get a grip on your stomach, you idiot. There are loads of great shops around, and we're going to eat first?"

Gojo smiled slightly as he watched Yuji and Nobara's classic bickering. Ah, a bit of normality at last. He'd missed that.

"Then let's eat first, after all, we have the whole evening to explore." At Gojo's words, Itadori grinned happily and turned to Nobara. Nobara rolled her eyes.

"So what are we eating?"

"Something quick wouldn't be bad, I'm starving."

"How about KFC?"

The children continued to argue. Geto was clearly not pleased with that suggestive look on her face. Shoko seemed to be mocking him with those looks. Geto wanted to reject the idea, but Gojo beat him to it.

"I think it's a good idea." And Gojo's words were enough to get them all heading to KFC.

The next 20 minutes were spent ordering, waiting, and settling at a table. Gojo looked at the chicken pieces in front of him. He didn't really feel hungry. He put it down to the medication suppressing his appetite. Still, he sighed after Shoko's threatening glances. He felt like a scolded child. Even when he was little, his nannies wouldn't dare do that.

As he popped a piece of chicken into his mouth, the Gojo clan came to mind. He hadn't thought about them at all. What was happening in the clan? He hadn't even thought about it for days, confident that things were going well. Well, after all, he had defeated Sukuna. The Gojo clan's fear must have increased. Their heir had defeated the king of curses. He was now considered the most powerful of all time.

His father had most likely obtained information about his health from the hospital, so he hadn't even felt the need to call. Gojo didn't expect it anyway. It hadn't happened in years, so why would it now?

"How is your leave going, sensei?"

Nobara's voice broke his train of thought. 

"Ah, quite productive, shall we say. It's impossible otherwise with Shoko by my side." He said with a slight smile. It wasn't the smile they knew, but they still considered it an improvement compared to previous times.

"Was that a complaint or a compliment?"

"Whatever you think, Shoko."

"Hah, you ingrate." She said as she stole a chicken from Gojo's plate. Gojo clearly ignored her, as he didn't seem very hungry.

Gojo was now focused on the children, listening to their school adventures, while Shoko watched Gojo. He looked better. The children really always had a good effect on him. It was clear from Geto's gaze that he thought the same thing. He was better than his soulless state. 

About an hour later, they left there. After that, at Nobara's insistence, they were now in a clothing store.

Gojo glanced at the blood-red shirt he was wearing in the mirror. He liked it. At least it looked more appealing than blue right now.

For quite a long time, it had been said that blue was his colour. Because of his eyes, and because it was the colour of the Gojo clan he was the heir to, or because it reminded them of boundlessness. Like an ocean or the sky. 

Who cares what anyone else thinks. He liked red.

"A change of style?" He didn't bother turning around as he glanced briefly at Shoko in the mirror.

"Hm? Not really. Just the usual shirts and jumpers."

"I was talking about the colour." Those brown eyes scanned Gojo in the mirror. She smiled slightly. "It suits you."

"Well, every colour suits me." He muttered mockingly. At least his ego was still intact, and he was quite pleased about that. He frowned for a moment, thinking about how he had been when Yuta first arrived at the academy. No, his ego suited him perfectly.

"If you like them too, I'll go and pay for these. Excuse me." He picked up the other items and headed for the till.

Shoko knew the footsteps behind Gojo belonged to Geto as she watched him walk away.

"I don't like it. Blue suited him. Red reminds me of that night." The woman's eyes glanced at Geto for a moment before returning to the front. She knew he was talking about the day Sukuna died. How Gojo's white shirt had been stained bright red with his own blood.

"He can't just live his life in blue. I think it looked quite nice. So shut up."

"I'm just saying what I think, I won't tell him that."

"I don't think he'd care about you anyway." Geto frowned and Shoko merely shrugged.

Gojo let out a breath as he lay down on the bed. He placed his arm over his eyes. He was tired. Very tired indeed. Still, he couldn't say it was bad to see the children. He glanced briefly at the bags he had thrown on the floor. They could wait until morning. He really had no energy left. Before long, his eyes closed of their own accord.