02x19 - Right and Wrong, Part 2

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Don't go, Kugisaki-san!

Remember what Nanami-san said?

The whole reason they kept
quiet about Ieiri-san—

...was to prevent me from doing
something reckless like this, right?

That's probably why these people
were late getting here, too.

But even so...

I can't be the only one going back
when those two are out there fighting.

W-Wait!

Kugisaki-san!

Episode 43
Right and Wrong, Part 2

JUJUTSU KAISEN
Shibuya Incident

I guess I should have asked Dagon
to leave a few more humans for me.

Still, this is plenty!

Damn it!

Are you okay?!

Y-Yeah!

sh*t!

Nice!

She's wary of both my hands.

She must have heard the report
from that 7:3 sorcerer, then.

You're no fun.

But I'm only a double.

I can still alter my own shape,

but I can't tweak transfigured humans

or interfere with the souls of others.

So thanks for wearing your
nerves down all on your own!

I already told you,

that won't work on me.

You know that, right?

Sometimes you still have to try,
despite knowing it's futile!

So stupid!

For you.

Hairpin!

She's jumping down?

What does this girl hope to achieve?

Here's another!

Hairpin!

She used the nails that had fallen before!

I've been thinking about it

ever since I heard about your technique.

I bet this one will work nicely on you.

Resonance!

Kugisaki?!

No way...

No way!

Yuji Itadori wasn't my only natural enemy?!

That's odd.

I just felt my cursed energy
explode far away from here.

The pressure from your cursed
energy is also lackluster,

and you could have just taken
hold of me earlier, too.

You're...

some kind of double who can't
use its technique, aren't you?

Correct.

Her technique's aftereffects
are lingering a long time!

I still can't get my body
to move like it should!

Kugisaki...

Thank you.

I couldn't save anyone.

I caused everyone's efforts to end in vain.

But even so...

You've let me believe that I'm not alone!

Which is why...

I...

will k*ll you!

Here and now!

Now that Resonance is working,

it shouldn't fire off
att*cks as rapidly as before.

This is where the real battle begins!

No...

I'm running!

Huh?!

Hold it!

I could ignore it and head
straight for floor B5,

but if I let that thing run free,

it'll just cause more issues later.

Underground?!

This is perfect!

I'll exorcise it and keep
heading down to floor B5!

It split apart?!

Which one?

One of them should have the fatal
portion of its soul for me to crush!

You fell for it!

sh*t! I got tricked by its cursed energy!

There are two Mahitos?!

He had a double that was acting separately?!

So he's planning to merge
it back in and heal himself!

Itadori?!

Run! Kugisaki!

Hit you dead-on!

You're in my way!

Kugisaki!

Now, then...

I wasn't able to completely finish off
the 7:3 sorcerer with just one touch...

but what about her?

The Year 2009

Die, damn it!

You're too naïve, Nobara-chan.

You have to make sure you
crush their chance to recover.

At the time...

You can do it!

I thought everyone in my village was crazy,

and I was convinced I was the only sane one.

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You'll be using it until sixth grade, you know.

Are you sure?

Yeah!

I know that's what my mother said,

but I chose the blue backpack anyway.

We moved to this village at the same
time I was starting elementary school.

My parents were worried about
the inconveniences of the countryside,

but I didn't like being
separated from my friends.

There were nineteen
students in the whole school.

Not just one class.

Everyone had either a red
or a black backpack.

I liked both red and black,

but apparently everyone hated blue.

Cleaning Duty Chart
Let's all keep our school clean!

Huh?

Th-Thank you.

Hey,

let's trade backpacks, Fumi!

Huh?

Let's trade!

Huh?

I'm number one in Japan!

Hey! Kugisaki!

Uh-oh!

Kugisaki! You again?!

Shut up, old geezer!

Don't come near me!

My backpack came back to me
before the day was over.

I hate all backpacks in the first place.

Huh?

After that day, Nobara-chan started
coming over to my house a lot

and playing video games with my father.

You've gotten better at aerials.

Nobara-chan hated the other villagers.

It's such a small village

that it's harder to be
strangers than friends.

I thought, "Isn't that a good thing?"

When the old lady next
door brought red rice

to celebrate my first
period several years later,

I finally understood the creepiness
that Nobara-chan was referring to.

Fumi!

I found a secret base!

Sometimes Nobara-chan would say
things you wouldn't expect from a child,

but then she'd suddenly
say things like that, too.

We're living here starting today!

Thinking back, those were probably
things she picked up from someone else.

Like her mother, maybe.

Here it is!

Nobara-chan's so-called secret base
was just someone else's house.

Yahoo!

Oh, you really did come by.

Welcome. It's cold out, isn't it?

The girl's name was Saori-chan,

and she had moved into
the village after I had.

We always visited her out of the blue,

and she always welcomed us
without a hint of displeasure.

Now that I think about it,
Saori-chan was always at home.

Nobara-chan changed
after she met Saori-chan.

Oh, yes! Why, yes!

You sound like Matsuko-san.

Fumi, let me practice braiding your hair!

Again?

Her speech grew softer,

and it felt like she started
to become more refined.

We were both outsiders,

but everything was different
between me and Saori-chan.

A little while after that,

things at Saori-chan's house
started to look strange.

There was piled up trash, graffiti,

snow that was clearly piled up in front
of it by someone else, and so on.

It made her nice house
start to feel unsettling.

Not too much longer after that,

Saori-chan moved away.

I saw her off together with Nobara-chan,

but I can't remember what the weather was
like or what anyone said at the time.

I only remember Nobara-chan bawling
with tears streaming down her face.

I realized she could cry, too,

and the shock of that meant
nothing else made it into my mind.

In June of this year,

Nobara-chan was set to start
going to high school in Tokyo.

She fought with her grandma over it,
and that apparently caused some delays.

Okay! I'm never coming back here again!

So make sure you get out of this
village at some point, too, Fumi!

Sure.

The awful thought of, "So she won't
cry for me," crossed my mind,

and left me unable to speak.

We never spoke of Saori-chan
again after that day.

Fumi.

Let's make sure all three of us
are together when we meet again.

Yeah!

Saori, why don't you rest for a bit?

I can't. The proofs are due today...

Or I guess yesterday at this point?

It's still today until morning.

Ugh, I have a pimple!

Shibuya's in trouble. Terrorism, I guess?

Senpai, were you ever hoping to get married?

Huh? Where'd this come from?

Well, I was just thinking it wasn't
supposed to turn out like this.

I moved out into the sticks during
my second year of middle school.

A parent's work transfer?

No, my mother was a crazy woman who
was into organics and spiritualism.

I think I get the picture.

While I was there, I met these two girls...

Seven years younger, I guess, and this one,
Nobara-chan, really took a liking to me.

I was an only child,

so I thought Nobara-chan
was just the cutest thing ever,

and I forced myself to act like an
older sister, hoping she'd like me.

I even served them tea.

For first graders!

That's kind of cute.

I never did give them
my contact info, though.

I was afraid of us slowly
growing further apart,

and she really cried her eyes
out when I left the village.

But...

I wonder if she would be disappointed
to see how I am now.

I hope Nobara-chan's doing well.

I wonder where she is
and what she's up to now.

"Everyone in the village was crazy."

That notion was never true.

But the crazy ones have the louder voices,

and make it seem like they're all there is

so they can trample all
over other people's lives.

Though I guess that
wasn't entirely the case.

I'm sorry, Fumi.

I couldn't keep our promise.

Itadori.

Tell everyone for me:

Life wasn't so bad!

Kugisaki?

When I first stepped off at Tokyo Station,

I was a bit grossed out because the air
smelled like I was standing behind a truck.

Now it doesn't bother me at all, though.

Next time, "Right and Wrong, Part 3."

Next Episode
Right and Wrong, Part 3

I guess life's all about the dirt we pick up.