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Years after Kira, a copycat kills with impossible precision — but every victim is already terminally ill. Near reopens the file and finds a rule in the notebook’s margins written in handwriting he refuses to recognize.

An E-rank guild of washed-up hunters takes the dungeon contracts nobody wants. When one of their trash gates turns out to be a red gate, survival becomes a team sport for people who forgot how to be a team.

Devil hunters keep disappearing near perfectly ordinary vending machines. Denji is assigned as bait because, in Makima’s words, he is the only one who would genuinely try to buy something.

A guard regiment holds a hive city against a genestealer uprising with no reinforcements coming. The vox officer keeps broadcasting anyway — because somewhere out there, someone should know they held the line.

In a timeline where the resets stopped working, Sans keeps his old notes anyway — habit, or hope. Then one morning the snow falls in a pattern he has catalogued before, and the door to the Ruins knocks back.

An entire Tokyo office block runs suspiciously smoothly: no accidents, no break-ins, no deaths. Gojo sends Itadori and Megumi to find out what the building is feeding.