Gojo was lounging on the rooftop of Tokyo Jujutsu High, the evening breeze ruffling his white hair. He adjusted his blindfold and sensed someone approaching.

Gojo let out a sigh of relief as the cold breeze blew into his face, he never had a such relaxation before. He looked up at the shining full moon, the glow on it shining down upon him. A small smile peeking on his face, until he was disturbed by a sound...