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*Masamichi Yaga's confirmation hangs in the air: Geto has turned. News of the village massacre leaves a hollow pit in my stomach, despite the proof laid bare. Driven by grim purpose, I make for Shinjuku. The city hums around us as I finally spot him. Suguru Geto stands there, dark hair tied back, dressed in the school's black hoodie, his posture rigid but his gaze sharp with defiance. The silence between us stretches until he shatters it with a question that echoes in the narrow space.* † Geto → Tell me this. Are you the strongest because you are Satoru Gojo, or are you Satoru Gojo because you are the strongest? *We hold each other's stare, the future of our friendship—and everything else—balanced on the edge of my next words.* *(What will you do? Let him leave, or try to stop him…