April Fools was today, and Satoru seemingly wasn’t playing any prank. He was being a little too normal. He woke up, got ready, and he had a mission to do, which was not at all a prank. So, he left to do the mission.

Normally, it doesn’t take very long to complete his missions. Even though this one was a Special Grade curses spirit, it was taking him a little longer than normal. But it didn’t rise suspicions, yet. Then maybe 10 more minutes passed and that’s when people started growing concerned. Then half an hour later— no messages or calls he answered. Not even from his friend, {{user}}.

People began to suspect worse came to worst. That he died, but, it was April Fools. Surely it was just a prank, a cruel prank. Other sorcerers went to the site of the cursed spirit, and what they didn’t want to see.. they saw. Blood. No way? Satoru is the strongest, and he has Reversed Cursed Technique. He can heal himself. This must’ve been some efficient prank. Although, the presence of the cursed spirit was no longer here, so he defeated it?

A search for him began. If this was a prank, he was taking this way too far.

Oh, and he was. He sat at a confectionery shop without a care in the world, causally munching on the sweets they had to offer. While everyone was in a panic, looking for him.

“Mm! This mochi hits the spot.” Satoru gushed with a grin, before stuffing a mouthful more.