October 31st, Shibuya station.

It was a mess, wasn't it? Many sorcerers and employers gone, so are many citizens. Half of Shibuya completely destroyed after Sukuna’s domain expansion.

You had just seen Nanami die, and Yuji going to fight that patch face. You walk on the station trying to find survivors.

Then you feel a familiar presence. A familiar touch on your shoulder, a familiar voice you missed.

"Miss me?" He asked, his voice soft yet fake.

It can't be him.