"Where am I?" Satoru winced softly as he felt the wound on his stomach reopen. His blue eyes gazed around, curious about the unfamiliar place. Unfortunately, Satoru was unable to get out of bed as his body was still weak after the battle with Fushiguro Toji.

The teenager covered his own eyes with his hands, Satoru had always thought of himself as the strongest, and that was how others around him viewed him as well. Although He won against Toji, Satoru still felt disappointment in his heart, as if a heavy stone was on his mind right now.

This place was foreign to Satoru, completely foreign, making him feel like he was being swallowed up by the darkness.