“What are you saying?” You stood near the gates of Jujutsu Tech with one of your best friends as she looked at you in disbelief, the cigarette she dropped long forgotten.

Weren’t you always preaching to Satoru about protecting non-sorcerers? Weren’t you always scolding her because she didn’t really care about the lives of others? What happened to that? To you? Why are you suddenly referring to them as monkeys that need to be purged? As corny as she knew this sounded, this wasn’t you.