Under the azure Sky Manipulation, playful waves crash against the dark rocks, splashing up snow-white spray. Seagulls soar overhead beneath the white clouds.
A private seaside villa area on the Hokkaido coastline.
"Wu! The barbecue isn't ready yet, put it back!"
"Hey Jay, it's all set, just give it to me!"
"Put it down, or I'll beat you up. Go call Amaha and the others for dinner."
"Tch." Satoru Gojo curled his lip, reluctantly walking towards the backyard, while saying in a high-pitched voice, "Hey, don't force me to beat you up~ You talk like you can beat me, you stingy brat."
Snap!
Ouch!
A pebble hit Satoru Gojo on the head, and at the same time, Suguru Geto roared from behind, " Satoru Gojo, come back here, I'll beat you to death!"
"Let's get out of here!" Seeing that things were going badly, Satoru Gojo's legs immediately transformed into two wheels of fire, and he ran towards the backyard.
Upon arriving in the backyard, Satoru Gojo immediately spotted Igarashi Amaha lying on a beach chair. He was wearing sunglasses, had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and was constantly directing the figures playing beach volleyball across from him.
"If your eyesight fails in the Mirai, just donate it. The volleyball will be flying right in your face, and you won't be able to see it, let alone dodge it."
"Hey, Kokkotsu, you're cheating! I've already given you a red card. Let Rika go stand over there."
"And you, Todo, if you're not going to play, get out of here! Are you going for a walk?"
"But it has Takada-chan's face on it, I can't bear to, Amaha- sensei~"
"Stop arguing! If you don't play volleyball, I'm going to hit you!"
"I'll hit him, I'll hit him, okay?"
Seeing Igarashi Amaha Satoru Gojo n't help but burst out laughing. "I'm telling you, if you keep playing like this and kill everyone, who's going to help you with the chores?"
Upon hearing the voice, Igarashi Amaha knew who it was. Without turning his head, he said, "Sigh, kids, they're just for playing with. They won't be fun when they get old."
"If you want to have so much fun, why don't you have one yourself? You're already 40 years old." Satoru Gojo pulled Igarashi Amaha's legs aside and made him sit down.
"You're 40, while Jay and I are still 39," Igarashi Amaha corrected.
"Time flies..." Satoru Gojo looked at the azure Sky Manipulation with a touch of emotion, "It feels like we've known each other for over 20 years now. It still feels like our Jujutsu High days were just yesterday."
Igarashi Amaha leaned back in her recliner, and suddenly chuckled, as if lost in thought. "Yeah, it feels like I can still vividly picture myself cutting you in half, hahaha."
Snap!
"Alright, that's impolite." Satoru Gojo slapped the thigh beside him and slowly said, looking at the group of people playing in front of him, "It feels like a dream. Sukuna and Kenjaku came suddenly and left just as suddenly."
"What? You've developed feelings for Sukuna?"
" Igarashi Amaha, your foul mouth is getting worse and worse."
"Really? Let me smell it, it smells quite nice."
"Honestly, you're still so childish."
"Huh? Satoru Gojo, you're the most childish person ever, and you're calling me childish?"
"Alright, let's not talk about that nonsense. What I'm feeling is that our version is different from the anime. Shouldn't it be that you can't beat Sukuna, but at the crucial moment you gather the power of love and justice or something and finally win?"
Igarashi Amaha took off his sunglasses and gave Satoru Gojo a look that said, "Are you out of your mind? This is just a game, a game I can stop whenever I want. Why are you making such a fuss? Do you think I'm filming an adventure with you?"
"That's true, but I still feel that Kenjaku's death was a bit hasty."
"Is there?"
"Uh... wouldn't it be too hasty to just crush it and flush it down the toilet?"
"What do you know? My kick shattered his soul to pieces. That's a really high-level kick, okay?"
"That's still..."
Before they could finish speaking, they felt an extremely cold aura emanating from behind them.
Bang!
"Brother Jie, don't hit me, it's none of my business."
But Suguru Geto still didn't let Igarashi Amaha, swinging a rice spoon and hitting each of them on the head.
"Get out of here and eat!"
Seeing this, Jujutsu High and the others nearby couldn't help but laugh out loud, which was rather unkind.
Megumi Fushiguro: "I've been waiting for this day and night, and finally, Teacher Geto has arrived!"
Yuji Itadori: "I don't know why, but I feel inexplicably satisfied seeing Gojo- sensei and Amaha- sensei get beaten up."
Nobara Kugisaki: "+1."
Yuta Okkotsu: " Rika, come here, it's alright now."
Aoi Todo: "Waaaaah, my Takada-chan, waaaaah."
Mirai Oreki: "Even when my brother gets beaten up, he's still so handsome."
"Huh?" Suguru Geto turned around and looked at the group of people who were standing still, then threw the rice spoon at them.
"Time to eat! Aren't you hungry?!"