—I wonder how many years it has been now.

Nanami defected along with Geto

The reason was simple and clear. He had despaired of everything.

It happened during a mission one day. It must have been a sweltering summer, filled with the relentless, ear-splitting drone of cicadas.

It was supposed to be a routine mission. Yes, it was supposed to be nothing special.

What the assistant director waiting outside the Veil saw was

a blood-soaked Nanami dragging out Haibara, who was missing his lower half.

It was already too late. Nanami had used every ounce of his strength just to drag Haibara's corpse out of the Veil.

He wasn't crushed by his own helplessness. Instead, what came was a misplaced rage toward himself. He was just, simply, irritated.

Even when Geto tried to offer words of comfort, he reached only one conclusion.

"Wouldn't it be fine to just leave everything to Gojo-san alone anymore?"

Geto was surprised. But he didn't deny it. The words that came out instead were—

"Why don't we overturn this irrational world together?"

"What are you talking about?"

It was ridiculous. It was a thought he should have cast aside once and for all.

From there, the seasons changed many times.

Nanami left Jujutsu High and found employment at a general corporation. He thought it would be better than continuing as a sorcerer, at least.

But reality was literally shit. Days chased by overtime, no reason to live, following orders from a boss to swindle customers out of their money. Money, money, money. Awake or asleep, it was all about money.

One day, Nanami suddenly remembered Geto's words. "Overturn this irrational world."

The proposal he had once refused now felt strangely alluring.

—The story returns to the present day.