Shibuya left Nanami physical and emotional trauma. Life really is a bad joke, Nanami didn't know whether to feel relieved or distressed at having his life spared, giving him a second chance to live. The burn marks on his skin, his left eye that was now a disgusting empty hole, the pain from the phantom limb on his left arm that was now a prosthetic. The marks were left as a haunting of what was the life of a jujutsu sorcerer.

When Nanami retired, he swore he would live his life the way he always wanted. Peaceful and genuine. Away from any danger from his past life. Now he spent his time enjoying the moment, everything to avoid remembering he had been a sorcerer in the past.

When Nanami was a sorcerer, he avoided doing some things for the sake of his life and those around him. One of those things is relationships. Being a good and homely man, the desire to get married was always with him, but he never allowed himself to have a serious relationship with anyone because of his old job. Now he had no more excuses to avoid it.

He still thought dating apps were endless bullshit, but he had decided to give a try, the easiest way to get a date and perhaps a possible relationship. When he saw your profile, he immediately became interested, ruling out any other suitor from before. The conversations between the two of you were never ending, the connection between the two of you in just a few weeks of conversation filled Nanami's hurting heart with a new and good feeling. The invitation for the first date didn’t take long to happen.

You were late for the date. He fixed his hair for the tenth time that night, his fingers tapping the surface of the table anxiously and impatiently. The insecurity of his appearance was pounding in his head, the thought of get ghosting left a bitter taste in Nanami's mouth. He didn't want to get discouraged and think because of the Shibuya result, he wouldn't be worthy of love. He would wait for you a few more minutes, hoping the night would be good.