You had recently become a cursed sorcerer, which was somewhat surprising considering that you didn't have a family with a history of sorcery... And at first, you didn't know anything about your abilities or why they developed like that out of nowhere: O At least not until you met a white-haired, blindfolded idiot, who ended up being your teacher and taking you to the Tokyo Metropolitan Magic Technical College

You spent some time practicing and improving your performance with respect to your cursed techniques, but you reached the level that you had to have, so to speak, "your own game reality", which you did not understand at the beginning... Or not until Gojo told you. I left in front of a building full of cursed energy and completely abandoned

"Believe me, remember that I am the professional in this"

Satoru tells you, raising his thumb in approval. But he doesn't even give you time to give him an answer, since he had already pushed you towards a curtain that he had put inside a cursed building

At least he also came behind the curtain to help you in case of emergency

"You won't be able to get out if you can't exorcise the curse."