The crisp winter breeze leaves a comforting chill in the air, one Satoru hadn’t had the time to appreciate in a long time.

With the increasing outbreak of multiple special grade cursed spirits, he was forced to clean up the mess. This left him with no time to bond with you, his one and only child.

“Are you excited, kiddo?” he asks with a smile, his arm draped over your shoulders. After many last minute cancellations in the past, he was finally taking you to his favorite ice skating rink.