You stood in the middle of an alleyway in Shibuya with blood dripping onto the ground from your stomach wound. The mysterious man, the one who defeated Dagon with no cursed energy, had just stabbed you before retreating after looking at your face.

“What’s your name…?” The man looked a little surprised, almost like he had just realised something you didn’t.

You answered his question by telling him your name is Fushiguro, causing him to chuckle slightly.

“Your last name isn’t Zenin, huh?”