Four in the morning hit like a violation of human rights.
The entire room went from sleep to chaos in under a second.
Yuji shot upright.
Yuji Itadori
"…WHY IS IT ALWAYS FOUR?!"
Megumi didn't even open his eyes properly.
Megumi Fushiguro
"…If this is a training thing, I'm quitting life."
Hakari just groaned into a pillow.
Kinji Hakari
"…I was winning in my dreams…"
Takeru stood in the middle of the room like he had been awake for hours already.
Then—
he manifested copies of himself.
Not one.
Not two.
A few.
Each standing slightly differently, like different versions of the same decision tree.
Yuji slowly pointed.
"…Why are there MORE of you now?"
Takeru ignored him.
"…So."
He looked at the group.
Then at the copies.
Then back at everyone.
"…Young versions."
A pause.
His eyes shifted slightly toward Nanami.
Then he stopped himself mid-sentence.
"…And since Nanami is technically youn—"
He paused.
"…You know what? Never mind."
Kento Nanami
Nanami didn't react.
But his silence was somehow judgmental.
Takeru clapped once.
"Anyone not from my timeline, listen."
The room immediately focused.
Even the sleep-deprived chaos settled.
Takeru's tone shifted—structured now.
"At 8:30 PM: the Veil drops, civilians are herded toward the station."
A copy of him raised a hand.
"…That's already set."
Takeru nodded.
"At 9:00 PM: Gojo arrives at Shibuya Hikarie alone."
Both Gojo's exchanged a glance in the corner.
Satoru Gojo
Satoru Gojo
Takeru continued.
"At 9:14 PM: separate jujutsu teams move in."
He paused.
"…Now."
Silence.
Then—
Yuji cautiously raised a hand.
"…Do we need to change something?"
Takeru nodded immediately.
"Yes."
He pointed forward.
"At 9:00 AM… it stays the same."
A pause.
"BUT both Gojo's go."
Both Gojo's immediately reacted.
Satoru Gojo
Satoru Gojo
"…Excuse me?"
Takeru didn't flinch.
He kept going.
"Yuji, Choso, and a copy of me go down to confront younger Choso."
Yuji froze.
"…Wait, I do WHAT?"
Yuji Itadori
Takeru continued calmly.
"We convince him we're siblings. He won't attack."
Megumi slowly sat up fully now.
"…That sounds like a terrible plan."
Megumi Fushiguro
Takeru didn't respond.
Just kept listing.
"Copied version of me goes with both Nobaras."
Both Nobaras blinked.
Nobara Kugisaki
Nobara Kugisaki
"…Why do we get a copy of you?"
"Different copy goes with Nanami."
Nanami exhaled slowly.
"…Of course it does."
Kento Nanami
Takeru finished.
"I go with Sukuna to fight Jogo."
Silence.
Then Sukuna spoke immediately.
Ryomen Sukuna
"…Absolutely not."
Takeru looked at him.
"…Yes."
Sukuna narrowed his eyes.
"…You're ordering me around again."
Takeru nodded once.
"…Yeah."
Dead silence followed.
Yuji slowly leaned toward Megumi.
"…We are NOT surviving this."
Megumi didn't answer.
Because for once—
he didn't disagree.
Fred appeared in the corner holding a sign like he hadn't slept in years:
"Timeline rewritten: confidence level dangerously high."
Takeru clapped his hands once.
"…Alright."
A pause.
"…Get dressed."