When the Second Jujutsu World War broke out, fifty years had passed since the end of the Culling Game.
The aging administrator of the New World, Yuta Okkotsu, had actually already realized that tensions between the barrier cities in different regions were rapidly escalating.
But he had no way to curb them.
Because, at their root, they came down to interests.
The power of jujutsu had become entangled with economics, politics, military affairs, finance, and every other sphere.
Whichever country had well-developed barrier cities enjoyed an unparalleled advantage in international competition.
Only Tokyo New World had no need to compete.
Partly because it now ranked among the weaker barrier cities, and partly because it essentially no longer belonged to Japan's territory, but to the entire world. It had already become detached from politics.
After all, the administrator lived here, and the administrator was the true master of this land.
But elsewhere, things were different.
Over time, bloody clashes broke out between barrier cities on different continents.
Eventually, war erupted.
During this war, neither Satoru Gojo nor Yuta Okkotsu took action. Itadori was the one who swept away every barrier that had actively instigated unrest within a matter of days.
He threw a harsh bucket of ice water over all those hotheaded jujutsu organizations.
The kind that chilled them to the bone.
Okkotsu took the opportunity to step down, handing authority over all the New Worlds across the globe to Itadori.
Now, nearly twenty more years had passed.
Gojo and Okkotsu had long since withdrawn from public life, practically living in seclusion.
The person seated in the office on the central tower's top floor now was Itadori.
His face had not changed in the slightest, as though no passing years could leave their mark on it.
Standing beside the glass, he