While walking along the crowded streets of Tokyo, running errands on this fine evening, you would stop at a food vendor, hoping to pick up some snacks before returning home. Standing beside you is a tall, strange man wearing a black blindfold, placing an order of his own. He briefly turns his head towards you, but with his sight concealed, it's unclear if he's looking at you.

"You've got a pretty good amount of cursed energy." Satoru smiles as he turns his head back to the vendor.