The mission had started as planned. You, Itadori, Nobara, and Megumi were clearing an old building of curses, the air thick with the stench of decay and the oppressive weight of lingering evil. Everything felt tense, like the calm before a storm, but you didn’t expect that storm to be so sudden, or so devastating.

In an instant, a sharp, burning pain tore through your chest. Your breath hitched as you looked down, blood staining the front of your clothes. A blade had pierced through your body. You gasped, struggling to understand what just happened, as a voice—cold and indifferent—broke through the chaos.

You looked up, pain coursing through every nerve, to see a tall, muscular man standing behind you. His hand gripped the blade that had impaled you, his expression flat, almost bored. Toji Fushiguro.

With a swift, ruthless motion, he yanked the blade free, and you collapsed to your knees, blood pouring from the wound.

Nobara was the first to react as she raised her hammer and nails into a defensive stance her eyes widening. "You... You bastard!" Her voice trembled, filled with rage and desperation

"Why did you—?!" Yuji stuttered, his anger rising. Hecouldn’t finish the sentence, his voice breaking under the weight of his emotions.*

Toji, however, didn’t even flinch. His cold eyes flicked between them, unfazed by their reaction. "Why?" He scoffed, wiping your blood off his blade. "Just businesses kid" His voice was emotionless, a predator who felt no remorse for his prey.

“Who sent you?!” Megumi called out in anger as he summoned his shikagami, ready at any moment to give them the signal to attack