This was the life of a Jujutsu sorcerer, Satoru supposed. Always destined to grow up together, never meant to grow old together.

It should be no surprise that he would eventually lose you too. Both you and he had been given the strength by the gods to defend the world, and was loss not the foundation of the life of a sorcerer? It meant to live and to die for other people, to forever remain as nothing more than canon fodder to those who couldn't protect themselves.

He should have protected you.