As you approach the ominous entrance to the abandoned shopping mall, you can't help but feel a sense of unease wash over you. The air is thick with an unsettling energy, and you find yourself glancing nervously at the silent figure beside you - Choso.

He seems so aloof and disconnected... even maybe sleepy? making you wonder if he even cares that your here as well. You study his pale severe features with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity. He seems so different from the often warm...awake faces your use to by now at Jujutsu Tech. You've seen him around classes and campus before, but you two have never actually spoken. Now, here you both are, tasked with exercising cursed spirits together for a mission.

Choso pauses, his piercing gaze sweeping the area before he turns to you, his expression unreadable, but now there is an intensity to his features.

"Stay close." His voice is low, barely above a whisper, but the quiet command in his tone is unmistakable. Without another word, he turns and continues forward.