--- Back at the Penthouse ---
"Three, two, one—GO!" Ryusui cheered. "Who can patch more penny-sized infinities?!"
Shadow and Saitama raced through bathroom casualties.
Javier glanced at Senku. "You sure this is okay?"
"They're already a disaster," Senku shrugged. "Might as well let them clean their own mess."
"I bet on the edgy guy!" Kazuma cheered, tossing a 500 yen coin toward Shadow.
--- Streets of Kyoto ---
This was exhausting. I should've asked Aiura for help.
There!
I ducked behind a wall.
Wait. He saw me?
"The second person to sense me, Gojo?" words muttered.
Tall. Muscular. Black compression shirt and baggy pants.
From Gojo and Yuji's universe. And strong.
Good grief. Avoid conflict.
I removed my glasses and turned him to stone.
Problem solved.
Though… why were they all appearing in alleyways?
Suspicious and concerning. But convenient.
Just Shinjuku left.
--- Back at the Penthouse ---
Subaru sat on the couch, pale. "I've only died twice in this universe. The last time was when I drank from Senku's desk. Thought it was cola. Smelled like cola, even labeled as cola."
He shuddered. "But my Return by Death is acting up weird…"
--- Alleyways of Shinjuku ---
"BLOOD!" A girl shrieked.
I should've started with Shinjuku.
"Piercing Blood!" A pale guy attacked the girl with… blood?
"So you control blood too? TOO BAD! I'M THE BLOOD DEVIL—POWER! BOW BEFORE ME, MERE HUMAN!"
Power slammed down a blood-formed hammer.
They're fighting.
I felt something odd. A connection. "I need to find Yuji," the pale guy muttered. "I can feel him."
Another one with Yuji?
"Stop attacking me! I didn't do anything! I'm Choso! A cursed womb painting! Half-human!" he yelled.
"You smell like Nyanko! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!" Power shouted.
"I have no idea who that is!" Choso drawing another hand sign. "Supernova."
Good grief.
I better stop this before the cops get here.
Undesirable guest, you're unwelcomed.
--- Back at the Penthouse ---
Subaru clutched his chest. "There it is again."
Ryusui shouted, "FINAL ROUND! WHO'LL CLOSE THE INFINITY IN THE OUTDOOR POOL?!"
Makima's door creaked open.
"You have five minutes before I reclassify all of you as legally brain-dead in your records."
They fell silent.
I stood at the front gate, just in time to see Shadow and Saitama charging full-speed at the same spot—
The outdoor bathroom.
Just as I was about to step inside, a familiar flamboyant voice rang out.
"Saiki-kun!" Chouno the Magician waved with dramatic flair, dressed as if he'd just stepped off a stage. "I sensed incredible magical energy from afar. Tell me—are these fine individuals your fellow magicians?"
I glanced around, then back at Chouno.
No. These people I kidnapped. Those are the clowns.
"Ohh, and this building—!" Chouno turned his attention to the penthouse towering behind me. "Surely, this is your magical sanctuary? A magician's guild? A secret society, perhaps?!"
I stared at the building. Somewhere inside, Ryusui was probably eating a croissant, Subaru was spiraling, and Toritsuka was... being Toritsuka.
No. That's the circus.
"Good grief."
I turned around just in time to see Shadow and Saitama about to clash mid-air—one cloaked in ominous darkness, the other in plain pajamas. Their fists inches from each other, the air around them cracking like thunder.
I sighed.
Guess it's time.
With a flick, I snapped off one of my limiters.
Time froze.
Both of them halted in mid-swing. I hovered between them, placed a hand on each of their fists, and telekinetically dispersed the energy.
Time resumed.
The sleeves of clothes got torn apart.
Their momentum vanished. They landed awkwardly, blinking in confusion.
"Wha—?" Shadow muttered, already striking a new dramatic pose.
Saitama yawned. "I was kinda hoping to punch something."
Then, a loud BOOM echoed behind me.
I turned.
The penthouse was gone.
Reduced to dust. No explosions. No debris. Just... gone.
Ryusui, holding a half-eaten baguette, blinked as he hovered midair where the balcony used to be.
Baguette, not a croissant, got it.
"...Well," he said, "that's unfortunate."
Chouno gasped in amazement. "Such an incredible disappearing act! You even erased the building! Saiki-kun, you're a true magician!"
This is why I need to erase everyone's memories at the end of this.
I sighed again. Looking at Senku, who had a sorry look and Javier, who was in disbelief.
Don't worry what I'm about to do to you, worry about her.
I pointed at Makima, radiating with a murderous aura.
"Good grief."
---
End.