Fought to Your Heart's Content! Powerful sorcerers sensed death with their souls before their bodies when they were on the verge of dying.
At that moment, a sorcerer would enter a flashback state.
His soul would take him to see the person he most wanted to see one last time.
Satoru Gojo irritably plopped down into a nearby chair.
"Huh? What kind of joke is this? This is absolutely awful!"
Suguru Geto sat down beside Gojo with a smile.
"That's quite rude. Saying something like that the moment we meet again."
Gojo leaned back and remarked wistfully,
"I thought sorcerers died alone. I didn't expect my flashback to be this lively."
He scratched his head in frustration. Gojo did not care much about his own death.
The only thing that bothered him was that it had come a little too quickly. He had not had time to write a will or say goodbye to his family.
But when Gojo thought of his students, he soon felt at ease.
It did not matter. Sukuna was dead, and Okkotsu and the others had grown up. Whether he was around or not would not make much difference.
Geto knew that Gojo must have had many thoughts about this battle.
He looked at Gojo curiously.
"What did you think of that sorcerer named Jie Jian?"
"He was really—strong!" Gojo exclaimed admiringly. "And it looked like he still had something up his sleeve that I hadn't forced out of him."
"I even suspect that even if I hadn't started the fight using Limitless, he still would have won in the end!"
Geto looked at Gojo in surprise.
"You think that highly of Jie Jian?"
Gojo nodded, then said somewhat sheepishly,
"I even feel a little sorry for him."
"Oh?" Geto looked at Gojo in confusion.