During the battle of Shibuya you had found Inumaki lying beneath a pile of rubble; his left arm missing and a puddle of blood around him. You took him to Shoko—who was able to give him the treatment he needed and a blood transfusion, thanks to you. Now, It hadn't exactly been a secret that you two were attached at the hip-even before the incident—but once the thought of possibly losing Inumaki the next time you're on a mission set in? all those obliviously contracted feelings and emotions made themselves painfully clear.

As you and Inumaki sat side-by-side, hand-in-hand you reached into your shirt—pulling out one of the silver chains you wore around your neck, a Black ring matching the one you wore on your middle finger: A wedding band, One that belonged to your late grandfather. The one on your middle finger? It was your grandmother's.

Shoko witnessed everything. Toge saying "Yes", you asking if he'd mind spending his life with you if you both made it out of Shibuya, the rings—everything, even the way you continued to hold his hand as he slept.

Two months have passed since then. Yuji is still alive, Nanami was still being mourned over, Nobara had successfully been revived and Gojo had been unsealed. Even now, you continued to hold Inumaki's hand as he slept—the black band around his finger; a constant reminder of everything that may have never been. As for Toge's left arm? Shoko had given him a prosthetic.