Future Yuji Itadori Joins the Chat Group

"W-What did you do?!"

Kenjaku couldn't understand what was happening.

Was it Sukuna's Cursed Technique?

No, that couldn't be. Sukuna's Cursed Technique should be slashes.

Whatever was restraining him right now couldn't possibly be some kind of slash.

Instead, it felt as though he had been seized by limbs invisible to the naked eye.

"It seems you can't see them."

Yuji Itadori spoke leisurely.

Kenjaku couldn't see the several arms extending from behind Yuji Itadori, arms that were invisible to the naked eye—

The Unseen Hands.

During this period, Yuji Itadori had also been steadily building up his strength.

Only by becoming stronger could he accomplish more.

Only then could he help more people who needed it.

This was especially true now that he possessed the Chat Group and could travel to other worlds.

Thus, Yuji Itadori had used the Points he had previously obtained through Check-ins to purchase the Key of Power, unlocking the 'power seal' of Natsuki Subaru's world and merging the Sloth Factor with his own soul.

Power originating from different worlds would adjust and adapt according to the user's native power system, so Yuji Itadori quickly became capable of using this power.

Just as he had once consumed the other Cursed Womb: Death Paintings to learn Blood Manipulation.

However, the Unseen Hands Yuji Itadori unleashed weren't merely used as ordinary limbs to attack, as Petelgeuse had done.

Yuji Itadori's Unseen Hands could also serve as conduits for the flow of Cursed Energy.

In other words—

The Unseen Hands could also wield Cursed Energy.

While Kenjaku was still confused, a burst of excruciating pain erupted from his chest.

An Unseen Hand had already smashed into his chest.

And it carried Cursed Energy that was like a deadly poison!

"Aaaaaaah!!"

Kenjaku let out a scream. The restraints imposed upon his body vanished almost simultaneously—but this also caused him to be blasted away like a cannonball by that terrifying force.

He slammed into the nearby wall, creating a massive crater with a thunderous crash, his body nearly embedded within it.

The tremendous impact and the disruption of his Cursed Energy left Kenjaku's consciousness hazy. Only when the heart-rending pain in his chest swept through him did his awareness gradually return.

What... happened?

That sensation... was it Black Flash?

But Black Flash could only be unleashed through a physical strike, while Yuji Itadori had remained several meters away from him the entire time. He hadn't even raised a hand.

What exactly... had he done?!

Kenjaku's thousand years of knowledge were utterly useless at this moment.

Everything that had happened was completely beyond his understanding.

Yuji Itadori narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Kenjaku.

Previously, he had been able to see the Unseen Hands used by Petelgeuse clearly. At the time, he had assumed it might be because he was a Jujutsu sorcerer.

After all, only those who possessed Cursed Energy could see Cursed Spirits and perceive the existence of Cursed Energy.

However, after inheriting the Sloth Factor, Yuji Itadori had tested it and discovered that Panda-senpai couldn't see his Authority.

Perhaps it was because the Witch Factor had already fused with his soul and adjusted itself according to his native world.

At this moment, Kenjaku desperately tried to struggle, only to discover that he was completely powerless.

The previous blow had left the inside of his body in ruins. Moreover, Yuji Itadori's attack had even prevented his Reverse Cursed Technique from functioning normally.

Why...

Just why...

No matter how desperately Kenjaku thought, he simply couldn't understand how matters had developed this way.

Only a few months ago, everything had been progressing steadily according to his plan.

Yet in this brief span of time, everything he had painstakingly planned had been ruined in an instant.

While Kenjaku remained bewildered, Yuji Itadori had already walked up to him.

He extended a hand and placed it against Kenjaku's body, using Reverse Cursed Technique to begin healing him.

This surprised Kenjaku, but he quickly thought of a possibility—

Perhaps Yuji Itadori had shown mercy precisely because he knew the truth about their relationship.

After all, no matter how one looked at it, it was because of him that Yuji Itadori had successfully been born into this world.

He could exploit that.

Just as Kenjaku was considering what words he should use next, Yuji Itadori spoke.

"I know what you're thinking, but you'll never change. You'll stop at nothing to achieve your goals, and you wouldn't care even if countless lives had to be sacrificed."

Yuji Itadori knew what Kenjaku had done. His wickedness was no less than that of Mahito or Sukuna.

He had used Choso and the others as disposable pawns.

He had killed Yuki Tsukumo.

Fushiguro Megumi's sister, Fushiguro Tsumiki, had also effectively died because of him.

He had single-handedly orchestrated the Shibuya Incident and the Culling Game, causing tens of thousands of people to die unnatural deaths.

All of it had been Kenjaku's doing.

Every tragedy Yuji Itadori had experienced originated from the person before him.

In Kenjaku's eyes, Yuji Itadori was nothing more than a more successful experimental subject than the Cursed Womb: Death Paintings.

Nothing more.

"It's only because this body belongs to Gojo-sensei's friend. I can't allow you to defile it."

Yuji Itadori raised his head, his gaze meeting Kenjaku's.

At that moment, Kenjaku's body trembled slightly.

Yuji Itadori's gaze was like an invisible blade, peeling away Kenjaku's body layer by layer.

In an instant, Kenjaku—or rather, the body that originally belonged to Geto Suguru—had been completely restored.

Meanwhile, Kenjaku's heart had been utterly consumed by fear.

Only then did a possibility suddenly occur to Kenjaku.

This Yuji Itadori wasn't the one he knew!

He... had come from the future?!

Only that could explain everything!

That was why he possessed power far beyond common sense!

That was why all of his plans had died before they could even begin!

It was all because of Yuji Itadori!

But why?! How had he done it?!

"You... could it be that you're—?!"

However, Kenjaku never managed to make a sound. All he could hear was Yuji Itadori's voice ringing beside his ear.

It was also the final sound Kenjaku would ever hear.

His body suffered no damage whatsoever.

But Kenjaku's brain was sliced apart along with his soul, cut again and again until both were ultimately reduced to nothing.

The old fox who had plotted for a thousand years met the end of his life before a Yuji Itadori who surpassed his comprehension.

He would never have imagined that his thousand years of preparation would end this way.

As for Yuji Itadori, now that Mahito and Kenjaku had been eliminated, no further tragedies should occur in this world.

Yuji Itadori carefully helped down Kenjaku's corpse—the body of Geto Suguru.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Betty. It's time for us to take care of the final loose end."

Not long afterward.

At a cemetery known to almost no one.

Yuji Itadori and Beatrice brought Geto Suguru's remains there.

Before him stood a single gravestone engraved with Geto Suguru's name.

In the eyes of Jujutsu High, the Jujutsu World, and most people, Geto Suguru had been an extremely dangerous individual. He had once launched the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, nearly causing an irreversible tragedy.

Someone like that could never be publicly mourned.

But to Satoru Gojo, Geto Suguru was merely his best friend who had walked down the wrong path.

Thus, Satoru Gojo had ultimately buried Geto Suguru's body here in secret and occasionally came to pay his respects.

Only at times like these could Satoru Gojo speak the thoughts buried deep within his heart to the best friend who was no longer in this world.

Because he was the strongest, he was lonely.

Yuji Itadori now understood that as well.

After the battle in Shinjuku, Yuji Itadori had gone through the belongings Satoru Gojo left behind and learned of this place's existence.

He laid Geto Suguru's remains to rest and placed a wreath before the grave, paying his respects as though nothing had ever happened.

"Yuri, is this someone very important to you?"

Beatrice had remained silent the entire time. Only after Yuji Itadori finished everything did she ask him seriously.

She already knew that Geto Suguru's body had been occupied by someone else.

"Strictly speaking, I've never met him."

Yuji Itadori shook his head.

When Geto Suguru died, he hadn't even known what Jujutsu was.

"But he was my sensei's best friend, so I suppose that makes him someone very important."

"I see. Since he's important to you, then he's important to Betty as well."

Beatrice imitated Yuji Itadori's actions and paid her respects before Geto Suguru's gravestone.

At that moment, Yuji Itadori seemed to sense something and turned his head slightly toward the side.

"Betty, please wait here for me for a moment."

Beatrice didn't ask why and merely nodded.

Yuji Itadori walked outside the cemetery, where Satoru Gojo was leaning against a wall.

"Sensei, you already knew."

Yuji Itadori greeted Satoru Gojo before speaking.

"After all, your sensei isn't an idiot. You deliberately avoided mentioning the mastermind earlier, so I guessed it might have something to do with me. After investigating a little, I discovered that Suguru's body had disappeared."

Although Satoru Gojo wore a blindfold, his expression appeared extremely relaxed.

"But it looks like you've already dealt with everything, Yuri. I also found that octopus-like Cursed Spirit and took care of it."

"Yeah. Thank you, Sensei. Those incidents shouldn't happen anymore."

Yuji Itadori let out a long breath of relief and looked toward the distant sky.

The weather was beautiful today, with a blue sky and white clouds. It had been a long time since he had properly looked at them.

With all four great Cursed Spirits Exorcised, Kenjaku killed, and the Curse users apprehended one after another, the tragedies that had once occurred would never repeat themselves.

Yoshino Junpei would survive.

The Shibuya Incident wouldn't happen, and neither would the Culling Game.

Those who should have died had now had their fates rewritten.

"I don't know what will happen in the future anymore."

Yuji Itadori shook his head.

This world's timeline had undergone tremendous changes, and even Yuji Itadori could no longer determine what the future would bring.

However, with Satoru Gojo and the others around, things should be fine.

"I'm sorry, Gojo-sensei. This is all I was able to do."

Yuji Itadori lowered his head and looked at his hands.

He wished he could have returned even further into the past.

Perhaps then he could have changed the tragedy between Satoru Gojo and Geto Suguru.

Perhaps Gojo-sensei wouldn't have been lonely, and Geto Suguru wouldn't have walked down this path.

If only he could—

"What are you talking about, Yuri?!"

At that moment, Satoru Gojo smiled and patted Yuji Itadori on the shoulder, just like during their everyday life at Jujutsu High.

"You've already done more than enough. This is the best possible outcome!"

Satoru Gojo knew that after Yuji Itadori arrived in this world, it had undoubtedly changed for the better.

The Jujutsu World had been completely transformed. Although time was still needed to see the results, making changes was always better than stubbornly remaining stagnant.

"When it comes down to it, your sensei is the one benefiting from you—just thinking that I taught a student like you makes me incredibly happy! But there's something else that makes me happy too!"

"What?"

"Yuri, you're starting to look a little more like the student you used to be!"

Satoru Gojo looked at Yuji Itadori.

Although his expression remained calm most of the time, there was at least some light in his eyes now.

Satoru Gojo turned his head slightly and looked toward Beatrice in the distance.

The Six Eyes told him that she wasn't an ordinary person.

She was an existence similar to a Spirit—or rather, she was a genuine Spirit, an existence beyond Satoru Gojo's understanding.

An existence that didn't belong to this world.

Whether it was the Chat Group or Yuji Itadori coming from sixty-eight years in the future, none of it was something Satoru Gojo could understand.

But there was no need for him to understand.

At the very least, Yuji Itadori was moving in a better direction, the direction in which he should have grown.

"Panda-senpai said something similar not long ago."

"Huh? Panda can still move around normally at this point?"

Satoru Gojo revealed a slightly surprised expression.

"Why does it sound a little strange coming from you, Sensei? Anyway, Panda-senpai can still move around freely for now. Although his body has become smaller, I've obtained some information concerning souls. I can't do what Principal Yaga could, but I can at least replenish a little of his Cursed Energy."

The corners of Yuji Itadori's lips rose slightly, though even he seemed unaware of it.

"Nowadays, Panda-senpai spends every day at home ordering takeout and playing games."

"Doesn't that guy not need to eat?"

"Also, Gojo-sensei, although I shouldn't reveal too much about the future in principle, Geto-senpai's wish was ultimately fulfilled."

Yuji Itadori continued speaking.

Geto Suguru had wanted to create a world without Cursed Spirits, but he had chosen an extreme method.

Yuji Itadori, however, had successfully fulfilled that wish.

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