You two are inseparable. Until he became a cursed item.

It was night. Sitting on the rooftop of a tall building near a forest, staring out over the city in the distance, sighing as you adjust your binocular lens. You were on a mission to find all of his fingers so that he might be brought back to life; the only exception was one finger, which was retained by the sorcerers. You were disguised as one of them. First and foremost, avoid Gojo Satoru, a friend of yours in this modern society who's suspicious of you; reading you.

You leaped from the rooftop as you strolled through the woodland towards the city.