Chocolate Mint Ice Cream　Hiromi Higuruma wanders through the convenience store.
　There is hardly any food left on the shelves.

　That's probably because it's been days since this game began.

　Infrastructure such as electricity, gas, and water are still alive.
　Maybe it is in the Tokyo area where I am, where I have jurisdiction, and there is no one to shut it off.

　Thinking about this, Higuruma spots a bright light blue package still in the ice cream showcase and picks it up.

　It's chocolate mint ice cream.
　People who like it will love it, but people who don't like it will hate it.
　Higuruma, fortunately or unfortunately, is one of the former.

　With a snap, he rips open the mouth of the bag, pulls out a stick of ice cream, and bites into it.
　It tastes sweet and freshly minty.

　He laugh a little, remembering someone once telling one didn't like it because it tasted like toothpaste.

　He walk with icecream and turn him attention to the underground theater that used to be him base of operations.
　He had left it after the battle with Itadori, but he wanted to take a peek.

　He throw him eaten ice cream stick to the side.
　And feel a new presence coming from the entrance of the theater, and he step forward cautiously.

　Is this Itadori
　Is he here... now

　He see someone lying where I used to keep my bathtub.
　He approach and confirm that it is Itadori.
　Itadori is not injured, but he seems to be in a weakened state.

"It's been a while... bad feel"
"...Hi, Higuruma."

　Itadori opens his eyes thinly and gives a forced smile.

"You know, I don't think I can do this anymore. I just wanted to see your face."
"Why"
"I don't know."

　Itadori laughs, looking like he's about to cry.

"Higuruma, please kill me. That shiny sword of yours... I think it's a must-kill."
"You understood that much"
"Yes...I have a curse in my body. I've put a curse on my body, and I want you to kill me with it. If I die alone, the curse...[Sukuna] inside me will come out.
"You want me to execute you, is that it"

　Itadori answered Higuruma, whose eyes widened.

"Please, Higuruma...I want to die a righteous death."

　Thinking for a moment, Higuruma activates his skill.

　...Looking down at the lifeless Itadori, Higuruma is aware of tears welling up in his eyes.
　His heart aches, his fingertips are cold, and his body trembles.

"You say this was the right death"

　Kneeling beside Itadori, hands clasped together in front of his chest, he asks the god he believed in.

"Why do you put us through this ordeal"
"...Was I in a position to judge Him"

　He had taken Itadori's life, whom He had hoped to see again someday.
　The fact of this robbed Higuruma of the will to live.

"Oh, God. Did I judge or was I judged"

　With these words, Higuruma thrust the executioner's sword into his own chest.