The courtyard still hadn't recovered.
Too many people.
Too many timelines.
Too many reactions happening at once.
Young Utahime was still yelling at the sky.
Haibara was trying to introduce himself to future versions of people he hadn't properly met yet.
Hakari had already started taking bets on who would panic next.
Then the air warped again.
Everyone turned.
A second distortion opened near the steps of the main building.
Dark light twisted inward—
and someone stepped through.
Suguru Geto.
Older.
Resurrected.
The version pulled from Takeru's original era.
Longer hair. Sharper presence. Older eyes carrying more history.
Young Geto froze.
Older Geto froze.
Both stared at each other.
Gojo immediately pointed.
"…Okay THAT'S weird."
Young Utahime screamed louder.
"…THERE'S TWO OF HIM TOO!?"
Shoko pinched the bridge of her nose.
"…We need labels."
Haibara looked between them excitedly.
"…Whoa! Future Geto!"
Nanami muttered.
"…This is becoming unmanageable."
Older Geto slowly looked around.
At the younger campus.
At Gojo.
At himself.
At everyone returned.
Then finally at Takeru.
"…You truly broke reality."
Takeru shrugged.
"…Fixed it."
Young Geto stepped closer to his older self.
Studying him.
Seeing the weight in his posture.
The mistakes in his eyes.
"…So that's me."
Older Geto answered quietly.
"…One version."
Young Gojo looked between them.
Then grinned.
"…Can I bully both of you equally?"
Both Getos replied at the same time.
"…No."
Before anyone could process that—
another ripple opened.
Smaller.
Cleaner.
Precise.
Heels clicked onto stone.
A younger woman stepped through with composed elegance.
Blonde hair.
Sharp eyes.
Perfect posture.
Mei Mei.
Young.
Unbothered.
Everyone paused.
Young Nanami blinked.
"…You were missing."
Mei Mei looked around once.
Calculated the value of every person present in under two seconds.
"…I leave for one moment…"
She glanced at the crowd.
"…And the school becomes a circus."
Hakari laughed.
"…I like her already."
Future Mei Mei was nowhere to be seen.
No one questioned it.
Not yet.
Young Mei Mei's gaze landed on older Geto.
Then younger Geto.
Then Gojo.
Then Takeru.
"…Two Getos, two Gojos, and one unknown white-haired man."
A pause.
"…Who's richest?"
Takeru pointed at Gojo.
"…Probably him."
Gojo pointed at Takeru.
"…Future him."
Mei Mei smiled slightly.
"…Excellent. I'll speak to both."
Kirara whispered to Hakari.
"…She's terrifying."
Hakari nodded.
"…Respectfully."
Older Geto looked at younger Mei Mei.
Then at the younger world around him.
A world before choices calcified.
"…So this is what another chance feels like."
Young Geto glanced sideways at him.
"…Then don't waste it."
Silence followed.
Meaningful.
Clean.
Takeru looked at the growing crowd and exhaled.
"…We need a bigger campus."
Inside his mind, Sukuna laughed.
"…You built a zoo."
And with two more arrivals—
the rewritten world kept expanding.