A Bizarre Adventure That Begins in Jujutsu Kaisen

A few seconds after Theo landed abruptly on the sonic boom cloud, the figures of Gojo Satoru and Ieiri Shoko appeared out of thin air as if space itself had been folded and unfolded by an invisible hand, without any warning.

This is how Gojo Satoru uses a technique to define the distance between two points as "negative infinity," thereby generating a near-infinite instantaneous traction force and achieving "teleportation" in another sense.

"Hey, it's been a long time, Satoru and Shoko."

Xia You narrowed his eyes and smiled like a cunning fox.

He naturally raised his right hand in their direction, both to greet them and to indicate that he was right there.

"Hi~" Shoko responded kindly, raising her hand with an unlit cigarette between her fingers.

"Whoa—are you kidding me? This is terrible!"

For once, Gojo Satoru showed a look of astonishment, his mouth agape to its widest point, revealing his molars.

"Could this be a hallucination conjured up by my delusions finally spiraling out of control?!"

"How rude, Satoru." Xia Youjie finally removed his hand from Yigu Youtai's shoulder, his tone carrying a hint of half-joking complaint, "It's been a long time, and you start by saying these things."

Theo's calm voice broke through the ten-year gap and complex emotions in the conversation: "Gojo Satoru, this is the situation I described. You wouldn't go back on your word, would you?"

"Someone that Gojo-sensei knows? Looks like they have some old grudges. Are they here to fight?"

Zenji Maki asked stiffly, her long sword firmly held in her hand, showing no sign of letting her guard down, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Natsuyuki and Gojo Satoru.

"If possible, we won't fight." Xia You waved his hand kindly, his tone sincere. "Wu, I came back this time to make things clear here, and then apologize to you and all of you, and make up properly."

If it were not long ago, he probably would have already hurled insults at Zenin Maki, a "weakling" with almost no magical power.

It doesn't matter now.

He and Mr. Theo will save the world, and those with limited abilities can simply follow behind them and cheer!

He took a deep breath, suppressed all the smiles on his face, and glanced at Gojo Satoru, Ieiri Shoko, and Yoga Masamichi in turn, before solemnly bowing ninety degrees to these three mentors and friends.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"?" Gojo Satoru was indeed stunned.

He spent a few seconds repeatedly confirming the words he heard, then his whole body jolted.

"...Although I don't know what you're up to...Jay, I'll take it seriously, you know?"

"The 'me' who despises non-magicians and the 'me' who denies this fact are both 'me' that exist simultaneously."

A sorcerer's career is like a marathon with an unclear finish line.

"Ten years ago, I went in the wrong direction at a crossroads, and stubbornly walked that path for too long," Xia Youjie said, maintaining his bow.

Then he straightened up and bowed deeply again.

"Mr. Night Moth, Satoru, Shoko..."

I'm so sorry to have caused you so much worry all these years. You've worked so hard.

Killing all non-magicians is an unrealistic delusion, I've decided...

Let's return to the oldest and most direct path—to enter the fray personally and suppress the cursed spirit for eternity.

Xia Youjie raised his head, his gaze sweeping over all the familiar and unfamiliar, wary and complex faces around him. His voice was not loud, but it carried a clarity and firmness born of experience:

"The world misjudged me, Xia Youjie, yesterday, and today, and perhaps tomorrow, but I am still me."

I'm never afraid of being misunderstood. I'm not a child anymore, and I don't expect everyone to understand me.

"Haha, it still proves what I said before—the meaning is unclear."

Shoko had somehow moved closer, a cigarette dangling from her lips. She exhaled a smoke ring, her voice carrying her usual languidness and a hint of wistfulness.

"At first I thought you were just feeling like no one would understand you, and you were acting like you weren't over adolescence."

I never imagined... that you could actually find a group of like-minded partners and stick to this "awkward" situation for ten years.

"I've imagined our reunion many times, like a lavish banquet or a creative welcome ceremony to give you a huge surprise—"

But it feels a bit too formal, and taking up too much time might actually make you feel annoyed.

But when I actually stood in front of you, I realized that none of that mattered anymore, and all the formalities should be thrown aside! Gojo Satoru continued.

His voice was a little strained, but a slightly exaggerated smile bloomed on his face. He took a step forward and gave Xia Youjie a tight hug, his voice muffled against Xia Youjie's shoulder, with a barely audible nasal tone:

"...I've been looking forward to this day for so long...Welcome back, Jay!"

Night Moth Masamichi watched this scene in silence, his gaze behind his sunglasses incredibly complex.

After a long silence, he finally spoke in a deep, slow voice, filled with heavy self-reproach: "The essence of education is to awaken students who have gone astray and guide them back to the right path... In this respect, I have... failed miserably."

"If Mr. Xia You comes back, those old fogies in the director's department will probably say a whole bunch of weird things, and they'll probably lose a few hairs from getting so angry, right?"

Atsuya Kusakabe grinned, his tone carrying a hint of amusement and amusement that suggested he was someone who enjoyed watching the drama unfold.

"to be honest."

Nanami Kento pushed up his glasses and walked steadily out from the back of the crowd, his voice as calm and pragmatic as ever.

"The number of non-magicians they secretly dealt with, or whose deaths were indirectly caused by compromise, is probably no less than the number of those Senior Xia You killed openly."

I think it makes no sense that only senior figures are wanted.

He walked up to Xia Youjie, extended his hand, and gave Xia Youjie a crisp high five. "Welcome back, senior."

"Haha, thank you for your support, Nanami," Xia You laughed. "I heard you stopped being a sorcerer for a while and became an ordinary office worker. I didn't expect you to come back."

"Because any job is bullshit."

Nanami Kento laughed genuinely, a laugh he hadn't had in a long time.

"In comparison, I'll stick to this 'shitty' job as a sorcerer. That way... maybe I can save more people."

"Nanami-san, it's best not to say things like that, isn't it?" Mingming elegantly tossed her hair, a strange light flashing in her eyes. "Theoretically, I have the responsibility and obligation to report everything that happens here truthfully."

"Big sister, you wouldn't be such a spoilsport, would you?" Gojo Satoru grinned, glancing sideways at her, his tone carrying an undeniable "threat."

"Oh dear, since I'm being so obviously 'threatened' by the 'strongest in modern times'..."

Mingming covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her eyes gleaming with even more cunning.

"So, it's perfectly reasonable and logical that the reported information is 'cut off' or 'delayed' due to 'interference,' right?"

"Alright, stop standing there."

Principal Moth spoke up at the opportune moment, his loud voice breaking the delicate and relaxed atmosphere.

"Let's go to the meeting room. This isn't the place to talk. Students, go back to your classrooms. Level 1 and above mages may sit in."

Xia Youjie nodded, his gaze sweeping over everyone present again, and made a promise: "Okay, teacher."

I will be completely open and honest about everything—my experiences over the past ten years, the changes I've undergone, and my plans for the future.