Sorry, I Made Satoru Smaller

Sealed away one moment, transmigrated back to the past the next.

Gojo shut his eyes as he entered the Prison Realm, then opened them to find himself back in the spring of his second year of high school.

Back then, there had been no Star Plasma Vessel mission, no gloomy summer, no sacrifice of his junior, no betrayal by his best friend... They were still the strongest.

There was still time to change everything.

Unfortunately, something went wrong.

From a strapping adult man, he had shrunk into a three-year-old brat!

To get his original body back, he had to travel to another world and search for clues.

Teammate A: A chain-smoking JK nurse (She smoked too much and never exercised, so even running 800 meters was a struggle.)

Teammate B: A skilled martial artist DK with a topknot (He couldn't use cursed energy in the other world, so his fighting ability was greatly diminished.)

Teammate C: A Ditto that had lived a long time but had basically wasted its life (For some reason, its power had been reduced to the last drop in a bottle.)

The other world: Law and order are in total chaos. The police are useless, thieves and bandits roam everywhere, and being an assassin is a legitimate profession...

Three-year-old Gojo is utterly despondent, convinced he probably can't turn back, just like a certain child detective who has been serialized for over a decade and is still in first grade.

Agnea (Ditto) gently pats his head. "Don't be sad, little Gojo. Even if you can't change back, it's all right. I'll take care of you for the rest of your life."

Gojo: "...All right. The rest of your life means forever, so you absolutely can't take it back."

Theme: The rest of your life means forever