The covered and tampered memories were replaced by the real memories, and the obsession that had been lingering in his heart was also completed. Xia Yujie showed a gentle and truly relaxed smile.

Because it's an underground station, there's no farewell atmosphere of sunshine shining on faces.

Xia Yujie laughed, "What? So that's what you said."

"I thought it would be some curse word."

"But that's all." Xia Yujie raised his eyes and looked around at the people present. When he saw the anxious and worried faces of the first-year students, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes and smile.

"Dead souls shouldn't be involved in your future."

"Then let's say goodbye formally."

“I am Geto Summer Oil, I died on December 24, 2017.”

The black-haired teacher still had a gentle smile on her face, but it looked a little more lively than before.

"Just think of this as a brief dream of communicating with the dead. I will sleep here forever, but you must continue to live."

"What... You are such an egomaniac who just casually decides the separation for others..." Nagino Rose lowered her head, her tone was gnashing her teeth, but her voice was filled with tears, "We haven't even visited Tokyo Tower yet, you bastard teacher who doesn't keep his word!!"

Fushiguro Megumi looked much calmer than Kugino Rose. He looked up at the long-haired teacher in a black sweater standing not far away, but finally just whispered, "Goodbye, Teacher Geto."

"Do we have to separate?" The tall, pink-haired boy felt that the current scene inexplicably overlapped with the day his grandfather died.

Obviously not at all.

"Hmm, are you so sad?" After thinking for a while, Xia Yujie opened his arms to the students and asked with his head tilted, "Would you like a hug before we say goodbye?"

Megumi Fushiguro glanced at her companions, then walked over first with her hands in her pockets, followed by Yuji Itadori, and finally Kugiya Rose.

The second-year students did not go there because after Geto Summer Oil came here, he was mainly in charge of the first years. The second-year students were not familiar with Geto Summer Oil in this different world.

What's more, he was once the initiator of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons. No magician who has participated in the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons can forget such a scene, let alone getting along happily with Geto Suguru, the culprit, without any psychological pressure.

Geto Xia Yu hugged his students, with whom he had only been in this world for a few months, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Really, it exists... a miracle.

"Then please forget about me." Xia Yujie let them go, and finally took a few steps back with a gentle smile.

Just like he had done before when he was seeking death, he relaxed and fell towards the cursed spirit that looked exactly like him.

The surging cursed energy engulfed him, and then the cursed energy became fainter until it disappeared.

Shibuya was in a mess, but the culprits had all disappeared. The empty subway station seemed particularly quiet at this moment.

The aftermath had nothing to do with them, so everyone returned to the Jujutsu High School without any psychological pressure.

…

"Look here, look here!" The 1.9-meter-tall white-haired teacher had a Kikufuku food packaging bag hanging on his wrist, his hands were in his trouser pockets, and he was wearing a black sweater with a slightly loose collar.

"It's a super-big surprise!" Gojo Satoru gestured with his hand, his expression showing some exaggerated excitement.

"Eh? Mr. Gojo?" Yuji Itadori turned and looked at Gojo Satoru, "Is the matter resolved?"

After the Shibuya Incident, many things have changed, for example, the Zenin family was burned down by the second-year student Maki, the remaining Zenin family assets were taken over by Megumi Fushiguro who inherited ten types of shadow magic, and the high-level officials of the curse world were cleansed by Gojo Satoru.

All in all, Gojo Satoru and Fushiguro Megumi have been basically busy and have not been seen for the past few months.

"Where's Hui?"

"Keiko is waiting for us at the destination!" Gojo Satoru embraced his two students without any awareness of social distance and half-carried and half-tugged them to the basement.

There was already a large-screen TV here, and sitting on the sofa in front of the TV was Megumi Fushiguro, whom they hadn't seen for a long time. The screen was playing...

Summer Oil?!

The two of them stared at the glowing screen with wide eyes in astonishment - there was no doubt that what was being played on it was Geto Suguru's experience.

[The sun hanging in the sky covered the ground with its dazzling light, and the concrete floor was shining and hot under the sunlight.

Xia Yujie raised his hand and said to the girl in front of him with a gentle smile, "Go back, Riko-sister."

The girl's face was filled with tears and joy of surviving a disaster. She raised her hand, but before she could put it into the hands of the unexpectedly gentle boy in front of her, her head was shot through by a cold bullet.

There was even a lingering trace of joy on her face, a look of having survived a catastrophe that she had not yet fully released.

Because of the film's presentation technique, the camera was switched to the culprit - a black-haired man with a scar on the corner of his mouth, holding a black gun in his hand, with a relaxed smile on his lips. 】

The moment this person appeared, Fushiguro Megumi's green pupils shrank.

This person also appeared in the Shibuya Incident not long ago. He said those incomprehensible words and then committed suicide.

Later, Gojo Satoru told him that the man was his father whom he had never met. No, it should be said that he had never met him in his memory.

Really, who would want that kind of... irresponsible father.

[The movie continues to play. Just as Geto Suguru had a micro-expression of his pupils constricting, but before he could complete the action, his facial expression suddenly disappeared.