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    “I killed your dad." Satoru blurts.

    He's not sure exactly why —

    Well, he is sure why.

    Geto Suguru is dead at his hands. The night parade of a hundred demons has been thwarted, and victory is in the hands of Jujustu Sorcerers once more. Rika is freed of her curse, Okkotsu Yuuta's execution has been finally rescinded.

    But Geto Suguru is dead.

    And Gojo Satoru killed him.

    Megumi's ocean blue eyes had careened toward Satoru, standing in their living room with his soiled boots on and cuts on his knuckles because of Miguel's whip. He had a bowl in one hand, and a gallon of milk in the other. Satoru is sure he's going to eat cereal because why wouldn't he? He's home, in the home Satoru placed him in. The home he never got to have because Zen'in Toji was a piece of shit and so was Tsumiki's mother and because Satoru killed him—

    "Okay." Megumi says.

    Or, Satoru is a grieving idiot.

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    01 Apr 2026

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    Naoya understands that the sin of the insignificant is the ignorance of true strength, so he trains with Satoru every chance he gets—as humiliating as it is.

    “Come on, Naoya-kun,” Satoru says, grinning wolfishly above him. After the koi pond, Naoya hasn’t had another chance to knock Satoru on his ass, and Satoru hasn’t let him forget it for a single moment. “Try to keep up!”

    “I am keeping up,” he says through gritted teeth. Naoya is at the top of his class, the pride of the Zen’in clan. To compare their skills isn’t fair.

    “Mhm, sure.” Satoru laughs like he doesn’t believe him. “Prove it, then!”

    And he will. One day, Naoya thinks. One day he’ll stand at the top and his name will be synonymous with Satoru’s, and everyone who matters will know who he is.

    Especially Satoru.

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    29 Mar 2026

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    “It doesn’t need to be done right away. Wait a year or five, if you want.”

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    22 Mar 2026

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    “C’mon, don’t cry. This isn’t like you. Where did my ‘Gumi go?”

    “Ask me when I don’t feel like crap and don’t call me that.”

    “Ah, there you are.” Satoru tries to smile as he finishes wiping away excess tears, unfazed by gross snot. He wipes his hand against Megumi’s shirt and then claps suddenly. “Come on, let’s get something to bring down that fever. I left the medicine on the counter. Let me go grab it—“

    Megumi throws himself into Satoru’s arms, wrapping his own tightly around his neck and shoulders, just shy of strangling him. “—for you,” he finishes. His hands hover with uncertainty over Megumi’s back because in all the time he's known him, Megumi's never done this.

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    or Megumi is sick and Gojo has never been needed before.

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    22 Mar 2026

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    When the fatal blow comes, a rip in reality even Limitless has no answer for, Satoru has time to think, Ah shit. Within this infinitesimal window of opportunity, granted to him like some kind of sick final favor from his cursed eyes, Satoru makes his choice.

    Surprisingly, it is not a difficult one.

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    15 Mar 2026