Before I begin, I rarely read simulation-genre books, and I have never completely finished one. This is also my first time writing this type of subject matter.
I am not very clear on how others define a simulation, but with me, you do not need to deliberately distinguish between a simulation and reality.
To Li Shunchen, these are the lives he has truly experienced-lives that he alone knows genuinely happened, rather than a cold, summarized piece of text or an illusory dream.
[In the air of the Jujutsu High infirmary, an enduring scent of antiseptic and bitter medicine lingers constantly.]
[Although you repeatedly proved to Masamichi Yaga and Shoko Ieiri that, thanks to the operation of the Reverse Cursed Technique, the fatal wound piercing your waist and abdomen had completely healed, leaving no major issues aside from the somewhat pale new flesh, everyone still forcefully pinned you to the hospital bed.]
[Perhaps in their view, what you need to repair is not only your flesh, but also the heart torn apart by your dearest friend.]
[You did not continue to stubbornly demand discharge. During this rare, near-deathly silent recuperation time, you asked Yaga for paper and pen, leaning against the head of the bed to begin drafting an extremely "detailed" mission report.]
[The tip of the pen rubs against the paper, making a rustling sound. Your mind resembles a precision machine, calmly weeding out and modifying certain details.]
[Since matters have deteriorated to the worst possible stage, you must never let those higher-ups take advantage of the situation to implicate the Assistant Supervisor who evacuated early upon hearing your words, along with other innocent people.]
[You are using these cold official documents to perform a final patch job on this collapsed situation.]
[During this time, Yu Haibara and Kento