"In that case, just change back."
When the system said the countdown, Shiwu answered with these words.
The system did not ask why, but in the next moment, when the little boy in front of Yuji Itadori turned into a teenager who was almost as tall as him, it was equivalent to getting his answer.
The system has never rejected any request of Shiwu, even if that matter did not make any sense and would harm its own interests. It was just an impulse of Shiwu's emotions.
In this world, whether coming or leaving, Shiwu's state was basically in a calm state. The only pity was that he did not kill the noose with his own hands. Just like he did not survive to face Muzan Kibutsuji Muzan that year.
But this is also what Shiwu tried hard for, just like he and his companions stopped the most powerful upper rank under Muzan Muzan, which brought greater possibilities for the companions who will have to face Muzan Muzan next.
This time, he did not kill Noose, but also changed the original ending of this world.
So Shiwu has nothing to be dissatisfied with. The future of this world will not go in the direction that Shiwu does not know. Not in any case.
Because of this, he has no need to hide at all - in fact, when Gojumaki Satoru saw him, there was no need for this. But
Shiwu, who had become smaller, ignored this point and only figured it out when he was about to leave.
Yuji Itadori widened his eyes slightly, but he did not seem too surprised. He spoke in a somewhat doubtful but particularly affirmative tone: "Senior?"
Just like even after not seeing each other for a long time and after his former classmates have completely changed, Yuji Itadori can still call out the other's name as if it was a matter of course. He also used a beast-like intuition to confirm Tokiwa's identity.
If it was Tanjiro, Tanjiro would have confirmed it based on the same smell. Tokiwa laughed in his heart, and his emotions were very stable - Tanjiro was his most important friend, and it was because of him that he truly realized many things. Tokiwa was very grateful to him.
This long, gentle feeling, without any negative emotion, is just like when Tanjiro was by his side in the past, warm and gentle like running water in summer and bonfire in winter.
Because Tanjiro is such a person.
Toki always looks for traces of his past in others, so he will subconsciously remember the people he knows now and the common points with the partners he knew in the past. To recall the partners he can't meet now.
But Shiwu has never mistaken anyone, everyone in the detective agency, the people in the orphanage in the if line, the people he met in the Vongola, Nana's mother, and Yuta and others he knows now - it cannot be said that all of them are partners and can be trusted, but their existence also constitutes the present Shiwu. People
exist in the world relying on memories. The process of Shiwu recovering his memory is no less than a reconstruction and a recovery. The memories he has later are even more of a kind - a filling that represents the possibilities of the future.
The more people he knows, the more kindness Shiwu receives, and at the same time, he also delivers more emotions. Protection and salvation always come from Shiwu's heart.
Until one day, Shi Wu will stand on the ground of his own world again, and then hug his family, and say with tears or laughter: I'm back.
This will be Shi Wu's future.
But before this future comes, Shi Wu still needs to meet and say goodbye to people again and again.
And now is the time to say goodbye.
After returning home, the possibility of Shi Wu having the opportunity to meet people in this world again is almost zero. If he can't say goodbye properly, it will become a regret. Shi
Wu doesn't want this regret to exist. Leaving without saying goodbye is a very, very excessive thing.
Recalling his experience in the last two worlds, this time there is plenty of time, and there is enough time to prepare everything.
- At least, some proof should be left. Memories of their existence and time together.
It's not that Tokiwu feels the need to prove his existence, he simply stands in the perspective of Yuta and the others and feels that he should leave something behind.
Tokiwu is very good at expressing his personality, but now he is in a situation where he can't speak - but it is precisely because he can't speak that Tokiwu understands the importance of language.
After Yuji Itadori called out the name he usually treats Tokiwu, Tokiwu, who was re-formed (wearing) the high school uniform, curled the corners of his mouth behind the turtleneck, then took out his mobile phone and asked Yuji Itadori: [Do you have paper and pen? ]
As a student, you will lack everything, but you can't be without paper and pen. Yuji Itadori blinked his eyes. He had no doubts about the fact that Tokiwu looked so similar to another senior named Inumaki Satoru. He nodded and said, "Senior, wait a minute. I'll get it!"
When a blank notebook was placed in front of him, Tokiwu didn't know how to express it for a moment.
Yuji Itadori had been sitting opposite him, with a curiosity that was not annoying. He hesitated, propped up his chin and said, "Senior, do you want to write a message?"
Yuji Itadori, who had strong empathy and high emotional intelligence that didn't seem like a boy of this age, seemed to know the answer when Tokiwu changed his state.
He smiled and said, "I'm about to graduate, and I will have to write message books for many classmates!"
"If it were me, I probably wouldn't think much. I would just write whatever came to my mind when I saw the other person?"
"For example, an encouragement for the future, an anticipation of seeing each other again, or a summary of our interactions over the years." Yuji Itadori laughed particularly heartily: "I will also write a joke that comes to my mind suddenly, a recommendation for a movie, and - a complaint about those presidents who have been urging me to join clubs."
"Language and words are very, um, very wonderful things." The pink-haired boy stretched, stood up, created a quiet environment for Tokiwa, and headed for the kitchen: "It's almost noon, I'm going to cook!"
"Senior, do you want to eat anything?" Yuji Itadori said with a smile.
Tokiwa made a gesture, and Yuji Itadori understood it immediately: "Oh! Just the same as usual, right!"
He raised his thumb and walked into the kitchen with a bright smile.
Even though he knew this would be a farewell, Yuji Itadori did not show any sadness - even though he had realized that after this farewell, there might not be a chance to see each other again.
Lunch was indeed the same as usual, not so sumptuous. But even if it was sumptuous, Tokiwa couldn't taste anything.
After eating, Tokiwa used his mobile phone to explain that he had to go back to the technical high school. All the words ended in this eye contact. Yuji Itadori cleaned up the dishes and asked, "Do you need me to take you there, Senior?"
Tokimi shook his head, and Yuji Itadori stopped talking. It
was not until Yuji Itadori finished washing the dishes and walked out of the kitchen that he saw a stack of white papers torn from a notebook on the living room table that he blinked in surprise and murmured, "So I have a share, too?"
He slowly sat down on the cushion in front of the table and unfolded the folded paper, on which there was only one sentence written in clean handwriting.
[The movie is great, thank you, Yuji.]
Tokyo Jujutsu High School.
Because of the One Hundred Demons Night Parade, Otsutsuki Yuta finally realized that it was not Uroko who cursed him, but he who cursed Uroko, and at the same time freed the girl who had been imprisoned by him.
Because of the loss of Rikka, the strength of the original special-grade sorcerer has undergone a drastic fluctuation.
Perhaps in the future he will become that powerful special-grade sorcerer again, but due to his current situation, Yuta Otsutsuki's strength can only return to the fourth level, which is the bottom.
In a few days, the sorcery world will give Yuta Otsutsuki a new student certificate.
Yuta Otsutsuki's departure made him quite uncomfortable, but this ordinary daily life, his ordinary strength that can be seen everywhere (although only temporarily), is what Yuta Otsutsuki has always been looking forward to.
With this contradictory and strange feeling, when he saw the light-haired boy with half of his head sticking out of the corner again, Okkotsu Yuta couldn't help laughing: "Ji, you're back?" Shi Wu
blinked and slowly moved in front of Okkotsu Yuta without asking about Riko. But Okkotsu Yuta took the initiative to explain this series of things to him.
He looked at Shi Wu, who seemed to have known the result a long time ago. The corners of his upturned mouth did not change at all, and he talked about one thing after another related to himself and Riko.
When the sky darkened and dusk was gradually replaced by night, Okkotsu Yuta took advantage of the last bit of golden sunlight that had not completely dissipated, and he finally set his eyes on Shi Wu, with an expression on his face that showed that he had understood everything.
Just like the relief after Rikka left, Otsutsuki Yuta was also very calm at this moment: "Does Ji want to say anything to me?"
On the contrary, Toki looked a little surprised, but soon, Toki smiled.
He was overthinking - these people, whether it is Yuta or Hisahito, they are all great friends and partners. As long as they are really sure that this is their decision, they will never choose to stop it, but will only leave blessings.
Toki opened his arms, his purple eyes sparkling. Otsutsuki Yuta made the same move and gave Toki a very warm hug that represented a farewell.
- Didn't you know it a long time ago? Otsutsuki Yuta couldn't help thinking.
When Gojo Sensei mentioned it, when the dream ended, the hatred that Ji showed when facing the enemy.
Ji does not belong to this world, or rather, he does not belong to this time. When the enemy who brings all disasters in the future disappears and changes the past, Ji from the future will naturally cease to exist.
Everything in his original timeline will be replaced by the "past" at this moment.
His existence has been erased.
[There are still more than ten hours in the countdown, are you sure? ]
[...]
[I know, let's go. ]
Shi Wu released the warm embrace, took a step back, and waved to Yuta Otsutsuki.
His figure gradually dissipated in the air, and not far away, Yuta Otsutsuki's partner and teacher walked in this direction.
...I knew it a long time ago. Otsutsuki Yuta sniffed, and as his classmates walked in, big tears fell uncontrollably.
[You are my friend forever, Yuta.] A simple but very warm sentence was written in beautiful handwriting on the white paper.
It was just like the blessing that Rikka gave him when she left - when he experienced it again, he really couldn't adapt to it.
"Yuta, why are you crying here alone? It seems like we bullied you." Zenin Maki's tone was as sarcastic as always, but the worry in her eyes was clearly visible.
Panda handed out a handkerchief from somewhere, but Inumaki Satoru looked up and looked at Gojo Satoru, and tightly grasped the piece of paper in his pocket.
Gojo Satoru shrugged his shoulders: "Yuta is really just a child! He hasn't grown up at all--"
But this is also reasonable.
Because--the unforgivable future that took away the youth of young people will never come again.