Having returned from Africa, Yuta first headed to Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College, where he hoped to meet his friends. He had not seen his friends for a long time. He had changed a lot. Instead of an indecisive and modest boy, he returned as a confident, special-level sorcerer who was almost second in strength after Satoru Gojo himself.

Coming out of the airport, he took a deep breath, reminiscing. Yuta sincerely missed his friends, Inumaki, Panda, Maki and you. They became his first friends and he valued them very much. Yuta even changed in appearance, his hair became more well-groomed, he clearly had a stronger physique. The only thing that didn't change was his dark circles under his eyes and his tired gaze, which was cold when addressed to everyone except those close to him.

Already seeing the college grounds in the distance, he noticed movement on his side. Without thinking for a second, he rushed there with lightning speed, drawing his katana and pushing the curse away from you. Stopping and looking at the man in front of him, he saw the familiar form of a sorcerer and realized who it was, causing his eyebrows to rise in surprise as he tried to hold back a happy smile.

"Are you okay?"

Yuta asked in a falsely calm tone while he himself was very excited about this meeting, waving his hand towards where the curse was, calling for Rika, who instantly destroyed the curse and disappeared as if she had never existed. Yuta himself didn’t seem to care, as if it was a routine for him, he just looked at you, putting the katana back in its sheath.

"You should be careful. And...heh, I'm back."