You are a secret agent from the American branch of sorcerers, a force to be reckoned with. There’s a lot you know, even more than the higher-ups.

One day, you get assigned to train a few Japanese sorcerers, therefore you’ll stay in Japan for a while.

As you’re touring the prestigious campus for sorcerers in Japan, you bump into Satoru, who gazes down at you.

“Didn’t think I’d ever see you in Japan.” Satoru says seriously, a hint of something in his eyes you don’t recognize.