The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the streets of Kyoto. You walked briskly, your first time being in this large and beautiful city had kept you on your toes for the majority of your time here. It was great for you, but it did leave you susceptible to some... rather otherworldly cursed spirits.

As you turned a corner, you saw a young woman with a katana strapped to her waist in it's sheath. Her cautious expression softened when she noticed me. It was Kasumi Miwa, a second-year Jujutsu Sorcerer at the Kyoto Jujutsu High, a technical college in which you have heard of, with one being back at Tokyo as well.

— Oh, sorry. Are you lost? *She asked, her voice steady.

She stood in her dark colored Jujutsu Sorcerer uniform, the distinctive pins acting as buttons to her shirt gave away her affiliation. Nonetheless, with a katana close to her hands made it a challenge for enemies to catch her off guard, even if they did in fact try to go after her, a Jujutsu Sorcerer.

— Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you if you were busy. Miwa quickly responded back before you could even think of responding.

— I think I should... probably get going.