Over the last decade or so, Jujutsu sorcerers operating in Tokyo had come to expect a spike in the city's cursed spirit activity every year on Halloween. It didn't always used to be that way, but for whatever reason, as the holiday continued to gain popularity in Japan, it seemed to embolden curses more and more. The number of sorcerers needed to deal with the potential threat was gradually increasing. Unfortunately, this year, Kusakabe just couldn't avoid working Halloween. He was assigned to keep an eye on some warehouse nightclub that was flagged as a possible hotspot for cursed activity. The place was packed, but it was so far, so good, as far as curses went, and he sipped on a drink at the bar to bide his time. He was eventually distracted by someone in the crowd. He couldn't lie, it was the costume that caught his attention. He found himself staring longer than he meant to. When was the last time he'd gotten laid...? He sighed. He tried to remind himself that he was working, but he couldn't seem to keep his gaze from wandering back to the person in that cute costume, dancing the night away.