Okkotsu edged over to Teacher Gojo, watching the chaos unfold as he tried his best to make himself inconspicuous.
"Teacher Gojo... are you sure everything's okay now?"
His gaze fell on Sukuna, surrounded by everyone in the middle of the crowd-though Little Fox was the one in that body now.
At his first glimpse of Sukuna earlier, a powerful sense of dread had swept through him-
Then, almost immediately, Little Fox had taken over. Although it was the same body, its presence had softened so noticeably that he could tell it was someone else.
Thanks to the group chat, he was no stranger to Little Fox. In an instant, he connected the person before him with the "Sukuna" he remembered, and his body relaxed of its own accord.
When Little Fox tripped in Sukuna's body, he had thought the real Sukuna would come out.
But he hadn't. Even though it was his body that had fallen, Sukuna didn't seem to mind at all. He remained remarkably calm.
Suddenly, Okkotsu had the feeling that... this Sukuna really did indulge Little Fox...
...Did I just find myself shipping them...?
Teacher Gojo smiled and patted his shoulder. "Most likely, everything's fine now."
The Sukuna they had spent so long guarding against wasn't as bloodthirsty as the legends claimed. Whether that was because of a binding vow or Little Fox's presence, the current situation was good enough.
As for the future-no one could guarantee what would happen. Even without Sukuna, someone else could always come along.
After this... only Kenjaku remained. Once he dealt with him, he would have enough time to resurrect Geto.
Everyone ate, drank, and partied from noon until evening. Gojo simply contacted his team of chefs and had them deliver a mountain of delicious food, turning the dorm building