"You couldn't do it... What are you talking about? How could you possibly not?" Even if he never said it aloud, Suguru Geto might have been the person who believed most in Satoru Gojo's strength.
"No, I couldn't." Satoru Gojo scratched his head. "That other me was right. I couldn't do it."
"I know. I'm the strongest, but I'm still not strong enough." Satoru Gojo spoke the exact same words as his counterpart on the screen. "But right now, I'm pretty glad about that."
"If everyone could work together to beat me... wouldn't that be great?" Satoru Gojo always called himself the strongest, but if people truly could surpass him, wouldn't that prove humanity's growth and greatness? When that day came, he would only feel pleased, not angry.
"That's just like you, Satoru." Suguru Geto smiled in relief. Perhaps he knew better than anyone that, in spirit, Satoru Gojo was far stronger than he was.
After resolving Grandma Yoshida's situation, Satoru Gojo decided that his friendship with An Xinyi had leveled up again.
"Feel honored. You're now the strongest's best friend." Satoru Gojo draped a long arm over An Xinyi's shoulders and made his declaration as though it were only natural.
At some point, Satoru Gojo had stopped calling himself An Xinyi's watcher altogether.
An Xinyi: ...You really don't have to.
But An Xinyi understood just how serious Satoru Gojo was beneath those seemingly playful words-after all, in the original story, even ten years later, the only best friend he truly acknowledged was Suguru Geto.
The only one.
An Xinyi: Why do I suddenly feel a little sorry for him?
Then he saw the overgrown brat rummaging through drawers and cabinets, wrecking the place again... No, this guy wasn't pitiful at all.
An Xinyi put him out of sight and