Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

In the early morning in Tokyo, the long-awaited sunlight pierced through the thin clouds and shone on the devastated streets.

Although the shadows and battles last night destroyed a large number of buildings and infrastructure, thanks to the tireless efforts of "Window" and the assistant supervisors, the general public's memory of the disaster has been transformed into "a once-in-a-century localized strong earthquake."

Outside the temporary medical tent at the vocational college.

On the first day of December, he sat on a plastic box filled with mineral water, holding a can of iced coffee against his cheek.

The icy touch made him feel somewhat dazed.

"I can actually feel the cold."

He muttered something under his breath. He hadn't felt warmth clearly in a long time. This feeling of "existence" made him feel more grounded than possessing world-destroying power.

What are you grinning about for?

Zhenyi lifted the curtain of the medical tent and stepped out. Her trench coat was tattered and torn, which she had casually thrown away. She was now wearing a slightly oversized college uniform jacket, and her hair was a little messy, but she seemed to be in good spirits.

On the first day of December, he handed over the iced coffee he was holding.

"It's nothing. What did Miss Shoko say?"

Zhenyi took the coffee, pulled the tab, and took a sip.

"Aside from some minor injuries and exhaustion, he's fine. The shadow energy within Fushiguro has completely subsided. Shoko said he actually benefited from this misfortune, as his total curse power more than doubled."

Mayi sat down on the empty box next to the first day of the twelfth lunar month, her long legs casually stretched out.

Neither of them spoke; they simply watched quietly as the construction team busily cleared the rubble in the distance.

After that night of life-or-death escape and dimensional battle, this ordinary morning, filled with the smell of dust and the roar of machinery, seemed incredibly precious.

"Feed," Zhenyi suddenly said.

"Hmm?" December 1st turned his head.

"How long can your body... last?"

A barely perceptible tension flickered in Zhenyi's eyes. She was afraid this was all a dream, afraid the man before her would suddenly revert to the ghost that only she could see and touch.

On the first day of December, he looked at her, reached out, and gently pinched her cheek.

A realistic touch, warm skin.

"As long as that Shadow Core remains inside my body, the world will never truly notice me." December 1st smiled. "Even if you try to get rid of me, I won't leave."

Zhenyi's cheeks flushed slightly as she slapped away December 1st's hand.

"Stop touching me. Now that you have a physical business, you'll have to help out at the flower shop as much as you can!"

"Yes, madam." December 1st gave an exaggerated salute.

Just then, Gojo Satoru walked over with his hands in his pockets and his long legs swaying. He was still clean and tidy, as if he wasn't the one who had been rampaging through the monster horde the night before.

"Hey, you two. Discussing where to go for your honeymoon?"

Gojo Satoru pushed up his sunglasses, his smile full of teasing.

"Ms. Gojo, if you don't need your ears, you can donate them to someone who does," Mai retorted without hesitation.

Gojo Satoru didn't care. He stopped in front of the two of them and looked at the new moon.

"I really don't want to bother you, but I still need to check. That thing in your chest, it won't suddenly go berserk and blow up Tokyo again, will it?"

On the first day of the twelfth month, he stood up and looked directly at the most powerful sorcerer of the modern era.

"As long as I don't die, it will stay put. Of course, if you want to try digging it out, I don't mind practicing with you."

The air seemed to freeze for a second.

Then, Gojo Satoru burst into laughter and patted December 1st on the shoulder.

"No thanks, no thanks. I don't want to fight a monster that can tear dimensions apart with its bare hands. Now that Lu Suo is dead, and I've pretty much 'cleaned up' those old bastards at the higher levels, things should be peaceful for a long time to come."

Gojo Satoru turned around and waved his hand.

"Go back and get some rest. Your vacation has been extended indefinitely. This was specially approved by your principal."

……

three days later.

Furano, Hokkaido.

The morning air was filled with the faint scent of lavender and the fragrance of earth.

There were still few people on the streets; this remote town always exuded a tranquil, undisturbed atmosphere.

"Flower Language" at the entrance of the flower shop.

On December 1st, dressed in a simple white shirt and jeans, he was diligently wiping the glass shop window with a rag in his hand. Having a physical presence made the work more fulfilling, even though it made him sweat and feel tired.

"Shuo, move those newly arrived cosmos flowers to the doorway. Be careful not to damage the petals!"

A command came from inside the store from Mayi.

"Coming right away!"

On the first day of December, he put down the rag and went into the shop. He easily lifted two potted plants, each weighing dozens of kilograms, and placed them steadily in the sunlight at the shop entrance.

Now, he no longer needs to sneakily use his telekinesis to move things, nor does he have to worry about passersby seeing flowerpots flying in mid-air and calling the police.

He is a "person" now.

At least that's how others see it.

Zhenyi walked out from behind the counter. Today she was wearing a light green knitted sweater and a beige long skirt, her hair simply tied back. She looked less sharp than she did in high school and more gentle.

She was holding a brand new wooden signboard in her hand.

"Hang it up." Zhenyi handed the sign to December 1st.

On the first day of the twelfth month, they took the signboard. They had ordered it from the carpenter's shop in town the day before. It was no longer the rickety, dilapidated wooden plank from before.

On the light-colored wood, a few neat characters are carved:

[December and Zhenyi's Flower Shop]

"Isn't this name... a bit too straightforward?" December 1st looked at the signboard and touched his nose.

"What? You have a problem with that?" Zhenyi raised an eyebrow. "Or is it that you don't want your name to be associated with mine?"

"No, no. This name is simply a brilliant idea." December 1st immediately climbed up the ladder.

He moved a chair over, stepped on it, and hung the brand-new signboard firmly in the center of the lintel.

Sunlight shines on the signboard, making the wood grain texture look especially warm.

December 1st jumped off the chair and dusted off his hands.

"Done."

He turned his head and looked at Zhenyi standing at the shop entrance.

Under the sunlight, Zhenyi wore a faint smile, and her eyes no longer held that wariness and weariness.

"Makoto." December 1st walked over and stood beside her.

"Um?"

"Let's go on a trip," December 1st suddenly suggested.

Zhenyi paused for a moment, then turned to look at him.

"Travel? Where to?"

"Go wherever you want to go." December looked at the snow-capped mountains stretching to the end of the street. "We've been fighting for so long in Tokyo, and we haven't really seen the world properly. Now that I have a body, I don't have to follow you like a ghost anymore. We can ride the train, eat seafood, and go to the sea like ordinary people."