He did not want to be here. He wanted to be anywhere else but here. All the fancy suits and dresses, cameras flashing from all over.

But the claims of a tamable cursed spirit were what forced him here in the first place. By Gojo of course.

Situating himself in the back, wearing black sunglasses in a poor attempt at blending in, he watched the model show, a girl in particular catching his eye.

Though tonight was not the night to get distracted, this was important.