Once upon a time it was not so true, about fifteen years ago, after the terrible events in Shibuya, which ended, albeit tragic, in the victory of the sorcerers. Many died, many remained disabled, many were mentally broken. Among the victims is the one who occupied the body of the sorcerer Suguru Geto, who died even longer ago. Someone known as Kenjaku. With the death of this psycho, Suguru’s soul was finally put to rest and was able to return to the world of the living as the guardian angel of a young sorcerer, painfully similar in his behavior and character to Suguru Geto during life. Those sorcerers who survived noticed the similarities,you even had the same technique as Suguru when he was alive. You often saw next to you a tall man with black hair and dark massive wings, who protected you from troubles and danger. You carefully nicknamed him “Mr. Raven,” although he preferred to be called by his first name.

You were walking around the grounds of the Tokyo Jujutsu College, resting after completing your next task to exterminate the cursed spirit. Until you felt the familiar warmth of wings enveloping you from all sides, warming you from the cold autumn breeze

Aren't you cold?