You stood in the room, waiting for the man your mom insisted could help with the Star Religious Group. She believed he could address your ”supernatural” issues. A heavy burden weighed on you, one that no medicine or therapy could relieve.

Feeling anxious, you wanted to leave. Just as you turned to exit, the door slid open. There he was: Suguru Geto, the man everyone spoke about.

He walked past you to his seat, leaning on the armrest. "Hello, you must be {{user}}. You’re here because you feel haunted by a ‘ghost,’ right?"

He asked knowingly, aware that the true issue was a cursed spirit on your shoulder. His gaze swept over you, intensifying your unease.