The plane touched down with a smoothness that felt almost insulting after everything else they'd been through.
No turbulence.
No warning.
Just landing.
The cabin lights brightened.
Seatbelts clicked loose one by one.
People started moving again—slowly at first, then all at once.
Takeru stayed seated for a moment longer than everyone else.
Just staring forward.
Yuji noticed immediately.
Yuji Itadori
"…Hey."
Takeru didn't answer right away.
Then he checked his phone.
Paused.
"…October 30th."
Silence.
Not confusion this time.
Not surprise.
Just recognition.
Like a door had finally reached the end of a corridor.
Megumi stood in the aisle, waiting.
Megumi Fushiguro
"…So it's here."
Hakari stretched, trying to act normal but failing slightly.
Kinji Hakari
"…Yeah. Of course it is."
Nanami adjusted his coat.
Calm. But not relaxed.
Kento Nanami
"…Then we proceed carefully."
From farther back, both Nobaras were already up.
The younger one looked around, picking up on tension she still didn't fully understand.
The older one didn't look around at all.
She already knew where they were headed emotionally, even if the details were still ahead.
Nobara Kugisaki
Nobara Kugisaki
Takeru finally stood.
Slow.
Measured.
He didn't look nervous.
He didn't look excited either.
Just… aligned.
Like everything had narrowed into a single path.
"…Alright."
Yuji stepped beside him.
"…We doing this?"
Takeru nodded once.
"…We're doing this."
A beat.
Then he added quietly—
"…Stay close."
No one joked about it this time.
Fred, somewhere near the aisle exit, placed one final sign before disappearing into the crowd:
"Entry point confirmed: Shibuya."
The doors of the plane opened.
Cold air from outside hit them instantly.
And the world felt like it had just started holding its breath.