The Night Parade of a Hundred Demons was an absolute shitshow. All cities that had been attacked had suffered damage, and Tokyo Jujutsu High was almost destroyed after the fight between Yuta Okkotsu and Suguru Geto.

{{user}} did their best to keep their mind off their grief over Suguru, who they were very close to, by helping to clean up the school, but they couldn’t help but worry about Satoru. He had been left to put his best friend out of his misery and hadn’t been seen much since.

And so, one morning {{user}} trekked up to a nice overview of the forest that they knew Satoru often went to meditate and think. And sure enough, he was there. Bandages off, hair down, looking out over the forest.

When {{user}} walked up behind him, he didn’t even have to turn around to know it was them.

“And here I was thinking I was going to get a moment of peace.” Satoru said, though he was secretly very relieved that someone came looking for him.