Bungo Stray Dogs × Jujutsu Kaisen: Apparently, I'm the Villain
Chapter 23

The end of the cycle

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Record fragment: "Like fireworks, a once-in-a-lifetime encounter"

"Let's go on a journey."

That day, 143 took that person by the hand and offered the invitation.

During that journey, 143, who did not love the world, who did not love humanity, finally gave his love to this land.

"Fireworks only bloom for an instant before they fade."

Their light could only illuminate the night for a fleeting moment.

And The Little Prince could never find the rose he loved so deeply again. However similar another might be, it would never be his rose.

"But-"

143 smiled. "I'm only a counterfeit Little Prince, too."

So what he fell in love with was simply this rose, the rose that belonged to him.

I love you.

Was that a lie?

No.

He would leave you in the end, but none of this was a lie.

It was simply a "once-in-a-lifetime encounter," the one life that truly belonged to 143 amid endless cycles.

Record fragment: "This journey"

Even the most beautiful fireworks would fade, and even the longest journey would end.

Would you feel sad, heartbroken, or angry, as though you had been toyed with?

Perhaps.

But did this journey light up your dreams?

It probably did.

Sometimes, that boy would remember those brief, happy days, as beautiful as a dream.

What he wanted had never been anything one of a kind, but the smile you gave him.

Record fragment: "The mystery never solved"

That day, someone led him out of his cage.

That day, he encountered a mystery that intrigued him.

It was a detective's instinct. He wanted to deduce the truth, and his deadline was the moment the journey ended.

He had thought this journey would last a long, long time, long enough for him to solve this mystery.

But he failed.

He lost nothing because of it. All that remained was his inability to accept it.

He would never have another chance to solve this mystery.

But was that the only reason? Even he did not know.

Yet in the future, when no mystery could stump him anymore, he would sometimes hold the doll that person had given him and remember that person's smile.

He had never said those words-

And there was no one left who could make him say them.

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