November 4, 2018, on the rooftop of Tokyo Jujutsu High.
Ze Zenin and Satoru Gojo were having their final face-to-face conversation.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't look so tense!" Satoru Gojo said with a grin to Ze Zenin, who stood before him.
He patted Ze Zenin's shoulder. "In all these years, I've never seen you look this grim..."
"Ze?"
Looking at Satoru Gojo's smile, Ze Zenin couldn't help shaking his head.
"I wish I could always be as optimistic and confident as you."
"Tch." Satoru Gojo curled his lip dismissively. "We've known each other for so many years. You think I don't know how strong you are?"
"I doubt there's anyone in this world who could make you go all out."
Ze Zenin gazed into the distance without another word.
Satoru Gojo paused, then walked over to Ze Zenin's side. "You've fought the King of Curses, haven't you?"
Ze Zenin nodded. "What about it?"
"What did you think of him?" Satoru Gojo asked.
"Very weak."
Satoru Gojo: "..."
I shouldn't have asked!
After a moment of silence, Satoru Gojo spoke again. "Aren't you going to see Shoko and your two little sisters?"
"..." Ze Zenin said nothing, simply looking at Satoru Gojo.
Satoru Gojo coughed, suddenly realizing something. Ze must have already gone to see them in secret.
His voice grew solemn. "I have a feeling my battlefield with Sukuna will be in Shinjuku..."
"Remember? You and I first met in Shinjuku." Satoru Gojo looked toward the streets of Shinjuku and grinned.
"It's hard to believe I've known you for over twenty years."
"Yeah. Looking after an arrogant guy like you is exhausting..."
"Hey, hey, hey, what's that supposed to mean? How am I arrogant?" Satoru Gojo shot back indignantly at his sharp-tongued, softhearted best friend.
"I might not be as