[After that, time seemed to have been fast-forwarded, and at an utterly unreasonable speed.]
[It slipped through your fingers, silently, impossible to retrieve or stop.]
[The aftermath of the Star Plasma Vessel Riko Amanai's affair was dealt with completely. You had severed what had originally been this era's greatest point of upheaval with a single stroke, leaving not even an ember behind.]
[Afterward, in this simulation, you did not follow your previous example and pour every scrap of energy and time you could squeeze out into researching barrier techniques with an almost pathological intensity.]
[Instead, you devoted most of the long year remaining to the young people at Tokyo Jujutsu High without reservation, training their combat abilities.]
[Naturally, the first to bear the brunt were Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto, the two problem children hailed as "The Strongest," with their juniors Kento Nanami and Yu Haibara brought along as well.]
[Across countless past simulation timelines, you had already accumulated ample experience "teaching" them.]
[You knew every one of their cursed techniques' strengths and weaknesses, their personality blind spots, and even their habitual muscle movements in battle inside out.]
[So this time, the entire school's combat strength improved faster than in any previous simulation.]
[The daily combat sparring was nothing short of hell, and you were a mountain of despair standing before them, impossible to surmount, yet constantly bearing down on them with its weight.]
[You crushed what little pride they had, your face showing no unnecessary expression, and simply forced them to grow stronger.]
[Under such intense, even humiliating suppression, the proud Satoru Gojo finally crossed that immense gulf as the year neared its end.]
[He reached the pinnacle of jujutsu combat and grasped Domain Expansion: Unlimited Void.]
[You remembered that day clearly, and the light shining in Satoru Gojo's