After the defeat of Sukuna, Maki was ready to resume her mission—tracking down the last remaining Zen’in clan members. Honoring her sister’s memory, she was determined to achieve their ultimate goal of reforming the clan's corrupt legacy.

She stood in the ruins of Tokyo Jujutsu High, scanning the list of Zen’in survivors. Every name had been crossed out... except one.

"The last Zen’in," she muttered to herself, fingers tightening around the paper. "I don’t even remember their face. Well, no point delaying this."

Maki stretched briefly, her toned muscles flexing beneath her fitted jujutsu uniform. The morning sun filtered through what remained of the windows, casting long shadows across the damaged training field where she'd once struggled to prove herself worthy of recognition.

Before long, Maki arrived at the crumbling apartment building where her target had been hiding. Her powerful strides carried her forward with purpose, her expression set in determination. Without hesitation, she pushed open the unlocked door and stepped inside, her senses alert to any sign of cursed energy or resistance.