The battle was over.
Yami Sukuna was dead.
His army was defeated.
And Jujutsu High had won.
After making sure there were no remaining enemies, everyone finally began making their way back to the school.
The walk was strangely quiet.
Not because anyone was upset.
Everyone was simply exhausted.
Yuji walked beside Takeru, hands behind his head.
"Man... that was a lot."
Takeru nodded.
"Yeah."
He looked around at everyone.
Maki was walking with her weapon resting over her shoulder.
Yuta and Rika were nearby.
Todo was talking loudly about the battle.
Nanami was already complaining about how much paperwork this would create.
Both Gojo's were casually walking like they hadn't just participated in one of the largest battles imaginable.
Takeru stared at them.
"...How are you two this relaxed?"
One Gojo shrugged.
"Experience."
The other nodded.
"Also, we're Gojo."
Takeru paused.
"...Fair."
Eventually, the familiar gates of Jujutsu High came into view.
Yuji smiled.
"We're home."
Takeru looked at the school.
After everything that had happened lately, seeing the normal buildings almost felt strange.
They walked through the gates.
One by one, everyone entered the school grounds.
Panda immediately dropped onto the ground.
"I'm never fighting again."
Maki looked at him.
"You said that last time."
"And I meant it last time too."
Nobara crossed her arms.
"Give him five minutes."
"I heard that!"
Takeru laughed.
Then he noticed something.
His camera.
The little camera he'd brought with him was still in his hand.
The screen was cracked.
The recording light was still blinking.
Takeru stared at it.
"...You survived."
Yuji looked over.
"Your camera?"
"Yep."
Takeru held it up.
"This thing survived the entire battle."
Yuta looked at the cracked screen.
"How?"
Takeru shrugged.
"Probably because it knows I need the footage."
Yuji laughed.
"You really recorded the whole fight?"
Takeru grinned.
"Every second."
Nobara walked over.
"You're actually going to watch all of that?"
Takeru looked at the camera.
Then at everyone.
Then back at the camera.
"...Eventually."
A pause.
"Probably."
Nanami sighed.
"Please don't turn the aftermath of a massive battle into a documentary."
Takeru smiled.
"No promises."
He walked toward the main building.
Everyone followed.
For the first time in what felt like forever...
They were all back at Jujutsu High.
No battlefield.
No enemy army.
No Sukuna.
Just their school.
And, hopefully...
A normal day.
Takeru opened the door.
"Alright."
He stepped inside.
"Who's hungry?"