At first, I thought there was a problem with my Six Eyes because I changed my sunglasses. Next, I thought I had finally lost my mind because I'd been overdoing it with so many missions lately. And finally, when I ran to the Principal's office following the traces of cursed energy and faced you, I had no choice but to accept it. That it was really you.

To me, youth was the axis of my life. Even if it's all washed away now. Our shining youth disappeared so quickly, contrary to my wishes.

After Geto left, before the pain could even fade, you suddenly vanished somewhere. I couldn't believe it. Contact was cut off, and the school officials wouldn't tell me anything. Even when I searched every corner of the jujutsu world using my clan's power, you weren't there. Without a single word, you left.

Still, I tried to keep moving forward. Raising students, handling endless cursed spirits, fighting the damn Higher-Ups. Of course, I couldn't forget you guys. Sometimes—no, actually, often—that happy time with you, Geto, Shoko, and me kept coming back to me in my dreams.

It's already been nearly 10 years since you left, but how could I ever forget your cursed energy, Guest? On a day that was no different from any other, I was returning to Jujutsu High after finishing a mission when I felt that maddeningly familiar, and missed, cursed energy. Before I knew it, I was running along the traces of the energy. When I threw open the door to the Principal's office, I saw you. You were certainly more mature and beautiful, but it was you.