The sounds of multiple gasp from the citizens filled the air as Satoru struggled to chase down a cursed spirit, to which no one could see, leading him to look like a madman as he pushed and shoved people out of his way.

Soon enough, {{user}} was there, standing atop a subway train with the head of the curse spirit in their hands like it was nothing.

“{{user}}, how the hell?” He stammered out in disbelief, his blue vibrant eyes widened as if trying to process what just happened.