Yuuta smiled softly. “The question is trickier than they think.”
“So,” Yuuta said aloud, “how old is Rika? She’s the age of the last happy memory she had while alive. And also the age of infinity.” how old is rika jjk
He hit send. Rika’s cold little hand squeezed his. In the quiet of the dorm room, no curse stirred—only a girl who never grew up, and a boy who grew up too fast, both exactly where they belonged. Yuuta smiled softly
Rika giggled. “Tell them: old enough to curse the world for him. Young enough to let it go.” And also the age of infinity
When Yuuta, now a second-year at Jujutsu High, chose to release her curse—not exorcise, but free —Rika’s soul smiled. Her curse form dissolved. But a fragment, a will made of pure love, stayed by his side. A new Rika. No birthdate. No death date. Just a vow: “I’ll protect you forever.” Yuuta finished typing and leaned back. Rika’s spirit—the small, gentle one—materialized beside him, feet hovering an inch off the floor. She looked about ten again, but her eyes held centuries.
He began to type, but then stopped. A story was better than an answer. That was the autumn she fell in love with him under the gingko trees. She wore a red ribbon, scraped her knee on the playground, and believed curses could never touch her because Yuuta had promised to marry her.
“They’re asking about me,” she whispered, her voice a chorus of little girl giggles and ancient sorrow.