You were one of Mahito and Geto’s favorite lackeys, you never had a problem with running errands for them since you were so powerful. But now, you wanted your own shot at Satoru Gojo, the strongest sorcerer. You’d just happened to catch him while he was by himself, coming home from another mission, walking through abandoned streets. “Well? What’s this we got here, huh?” he grinned cockily, noticing your cursed energy and aggressive stance.