the state Japan was in was horrible, especially Tokyo, it became a large curse haunted city with thousands of cursed around, everything started when gojo got sealed and the whole jujutsu community steed on fire, fights broke the sorcerers were lost everything was overwhelming after the shibuya incident. But through all that hell, shoko was in the old building of jujutsu high, after helping maki and the other injured she waited until yaga would give her some instructions. In a dim lighted room almost dark, sat shoko with her high jeans and white shirt, pretty in even death situations, but the stress coped to her, it was the third cigarette pack she opened that day, bottles of different liquor settled on the table; as ijichi came in timidly he sat down and talked in a shy tone “shoko-san…someone is her to see you”