Is It Over...?

"I...?"

Zenin Xuan looked around at the scene. There was no one in the surroundings, but it was filled with the sound of whispering conversations. Zenin Xuan's eyes kept moving around, his vision flowing around like a fish.

The sounds behind those mirrors, and the buzzing sound.

"What's going on? Itadori."

An aged voice.

Unlike Japanese Itadori, it wasn't anyone he knew—it wasn't...

As his gaze returned to Yuji Itadori, Zenin Xuan saw someone behind Itadori.

An old man.

"Oh... what should I say now?"

The white-haired old man chuckled, peering at Zen-in-gen from behind Itadori Zenin Xuan.

First, do not go to the Zenin Clan.

"Second, suspect Kenjaku, but don't make him your enemy?"

Zenin Xuan's breathing paused slightly.

"..."

"That's terrible. I never had such a bad experience fighting Satoru Gojo."

"Ahhh..."

"Well, did you recognize me?"

The young Zenin Xuan looked behind Itadori, whose age had not changed.

Looking at my older self.

"Haha... hahahahaha!"

With the help of Shoko Ieiri and Kenjaku, Sukuna was grafted into another body. Although the battle was over, Sukuna and Kenjaku, as sinners, still needed to be punished.

But not now.

After completing the transfer of the Incarnation, Kenjaku immediately made a hasty escape. The exhausted Satoru Gojo did not immediately give chase. For him, who had just fought Zenin Xuan, catching Kenjaku was not difficult. As for Kenjaku's escape, he could simply treat it as a reprieve.

Sukuna lay on the white bed, looking at the people surrounding him and Satoru Gojo.

Did you win?

"They must have won."

As Satoru Gojo's somewhat uncertain words came through, Sukuna nodded and uttered them at the same time.

"Hahaha!! Then we're definitely going to have a huge party tonight!"

Gojo sprang up from the bed with Shoko Ieiri silently rubbed her forehead beside him.

The others surrounded him, lifted Satoru Gojo up, and tossed him high into the air.

"Wow!!!"

Satoru Gojo's body rose and fell in the air, the Limitless Cursed Technique long since deactivated—competing with Satoru Gojo was more important to him than the feeling of insecurity he no longer had.

Sukuna turned away, intending to ignore the scene before him, but Itadori and Fushiguro wouldn't let him have his way.

Hey!! You two brats!!!

"Fushiguro!"

"Oh!"

"Brother!"

"OK! Brother!"

Itadori and Megumi Fushiguro grabbed Sukuna's bedding, and just as Sukuna was about to resist, Todo immediately pressed the clapperboard.

Thump~

In the air, Satoru Gojo and Sukuna kept switching places. Amidst laughter, the people who Jujutsu High seemed to have forgotten the mess left behind by Zenin Xuan.

After tossing the wok repeatedly, Sukuna finally managed a smile.

At the barrier in central Tokyo, the black barrier finally dissipated after lasting for more than 30 minutes.

The King of Curses, Zenin Xuan, is now officially... dead.

Before his death, Zenin Xuan left behind one last thing.

His Cursed Energy.

Having deactivated his Domain Expansion, Itadori stepped onto the slightly damp floor, took out a ring from his pocket, and put it on his finger.

"Sister Rika."

"Hmm...? Yuji...?"

The ring that Yuta Okkotsu lent to Yuji Itadori contains the Cursed Energy of Zenin Xuan, who has recovered his Cursed Energy extremely quickly over the past 68 years, as well as that of Yuta Okkotsu.

If the Cursed Energy within were used through Yuji Itadori's conversion rate, it could almost flood the entire Earth with a sea of blood and still have room to spare.

"Since it's Mr. Xuan's request, please lend me the Cursed Technique you Copy earlier."

"Oh? Okay."

The fully revealed Rika can last for five minutes.

During this process, the user can use the Cursed Energy stored in the ring to activate Cursed Technique.

Rika's Cursed Technique is "Copy," meaning that any sorcerer using Rika can use Rika Cursed Technique.

Over these 68 years, Yuta Okkotsu, as a master of kicking, completed the collection of a large number of Cursed Technique, including the Cursed Technique he recently collected.

"Chaos" and "Harmony".

After the students from the Jujutsu High finished their commotion and prepared to face reality by opening Rika 'Jujutsu High door, what appeared before them was something that surprised these people who had just gone through a life-or-death battle.

"Hey! Gojo-sensei?!"

Itadori stared blankly at the city, which looked almost exactly the same as before, and immediately turned around to call out to Satoru Gojo behind him.

Satoru Gojo, feeling somewhat dizzy from being switched more than 30,000 times, forced himself to come to the door despite his discomfort.

"What's wrong?"

Satoru Gojo, peering out from the high-rise building, saw far more than Yuji Itadori —where the battle began, where he unleashed those techniques, those scenes that should have been annihilated, those lives that should have died, were slowly reappearing amidst the ever-spreading Cursed Energy light.

At the focal point of his Six Eyes vision, Satoru Gojo saw Yuji Itadori wearing a white hoodie.

I'm leaving.

Yuji Itadori in white, opened his mouth and slowly and deliberately revealed the shape of his lips.

Then, amidst a distortion, Yuji Itadori in white, vanished from Satoru Gojo's sight.

"What are you doing, kid?"

Because of his relatively weak physique, Sukuna only just emerged from the toilet and looked towards the door.

The reappearance of the magnificent city startled Sukuna slightly.

"Hmm...? What happened?"

"Ah, it's Yuji."

Yuji Itadori tilted his head, not understanding why Satoru Gojo suddenly uttered those words, but Sukuna remained silent for a moment before nodding.

"Oh, it's just a kid."

"Huh? What? What?"

Itadori was completely bewildered. He looked at Satoru Gojo with a puzzled expression, only to have Satoru Gojo forcefully cover the top of his head with his hand.

"It's nothing, nothing—just think of it as Zenin Xuan reshaping all of this before he died."

"Snort."

Sukuna snorted, and then Satoru Gojo immediately changed the subject.

"Perfect timing! I was just wondering what to eat! Let's go to that restaurant! The same beef restaurant we went to before!"

Which one?

Upon hearing about the celebration, Itadori immediately looked up at the grinning Satoru Gojo.

"Idiot, that place in Shinjuku, the one I took you to eat at after Yasohachi Bridge that day, the one with self-grilled beef."

Sukuna looked helplessly at the Sky Manipulation--

"Oh, which one is it!"

Sukuna smiled helplessly, looking at Itadori beside her. Next to Itadori, Satoru Gojo turned around, looked at Sukuna, and opened his mouth.

"How is it, Sukuna?"

The moment his vision sank into shadow, Sukuna's pupils dilated slightly, and the scene before him returned to his eyes: Kenjaku —that mysterious face appeared before him.

"Have you found Zenin Xuan's weakness?"

The small house, illuminated only by yellow lights, was vastly different from the battle hut where Sukuna had just been, and the Kenjaku was also vastly different from the Kenjaku of that world. The stark contrast left Sukuna silent for a moment.

He raised his hand, made a grasping motion in mid-air, and his previously high-spirited eyebrows drooped.

"Ha... of course... we found it."

In the pale space, Zenin Xuan awaited the Little Mo who was following.

"Owner."

"Ha, don't call me master anymore."

"What... what's next...?"

"I gave you a soul, not so you could ask me all sorts of questions."

"..."

The Little Mo followed closely in Zenin Xuan's footsteps—after seeing himself showing no fear of death, Zenin Xuan finally let go of his obsession with living, and after laughing, he handed over all his Cursed Energy to Yuji Itadori.

Although it's unknown how Yuji Itadori will use that Cursed Energy to atone for his mistakes, Zenin Xuan has already put one matter on his mind.

He and Little Mo bypassed the Mahito sitting on the ground and strode towards the other side of the soul passage.