Gojo Satoru crossed his hands under his chin, watching the images on the screen with a solemn and serious expression.

Despite wearing a black blindfold, the two boys next to him didn't doubt whether he could see the animation being broadcast on TV. They remained silent, their expressions strange and subtle as they watched the broadcast they had seen once before.

The plot wasn't complicated, but there was quite a lot of information revealed within it.

Firstly, the opening introduced a historical background about five hundred years ago, during the turbulent and war-ridden era following the Ōnin War. Various daimyo emerged, establishing dominions across regions. Amidst such chaos, there existed a village like a utopian paradise.

The village was surrounded by rivers, built against a mountain, utilizing the convenience of water transport and operating horse stations, showcasing a rare scene of prosperity and abundance. The village had many previously planted cherry blossom trees, blooming every mid-spring in March, lining roadsides or in front and behind houses, making it a scenery as beautiful as a painting.

—The spring ambiance was so rich it seemed to overflow from the screen.

Maybe due to a particularly generous budget, the artwork was extremely delicate, the style incredibly detailed and realistic, each subtle detail making one exclaim about the explosion of budget. Each frame of the image could almost serve as wallpaper, leaving one unable to decide.

Because of this, the characters were very recognizable, making one feel they could be identified even if they appeared in reality...

Especially for the three of them, even more so.

The village was initially prosperous, but after finishing the background introduction, the plot suddenly took a sharp downturn, the screen went dark, and when it lit up again, it showed a great fire burning like a crimson lotus, coloring half the night sky, with scenes of a village being destroyed within the flames.

Crying and fleeing people, with monsters raging and hunting everywhere, village houses and some cherry trees were all burning fiercely, the cracking sound of wood spreading far with the night wind on this bloody night.

Gojo Satoru and the others just watched quietly without speaking.

The Curse Realm has recognized knowledge and interpretation of Curse Masters, Curses, Curse Spirits, etc., yet ordinary people naturally do not know these things, so this animation did not involve such information. It's likely just based on traditional concepts for creative processing.

Of course, it's not wrong, after all, the Curse Realm didn't start off fully developed to modern completeness, before reaching a consensus, various schools and places had their own interpretations, in the past, the names of Curses and Curse Spirits were vastly different.

Eastern demons, Western demons, and so on, perhaps once were referring to the same nature, the earliest primitive concepts belonging to the non-scientific examples in the Curse Realm.

The use of such traditional settings in the animation only proves the creators aren't related to the Curse Realm, or even if they were, they didn't expose Curse Realm knowledge… Of course, the probability of the latter is very slim; generally, Curse Masters aren't off task doing such things.

The village's tragic chaos didn't last long before the scene shifted, focusing on a girl traversing alone in the deep mountain forests under the night.

Long black hair waved gracefully behind her, a pair of rose-colored eyes shimmering brightly in the night, with a perfectly placed teardrop mole at the corner of her eye, even though half her face was covered, obscuring her true appearance, it was certain she was indeed a stunning girl.

She wore simple and practical attire, easy for movement but lacking defensive capability, with a style that wasn't particularly aesthetic, rather quite "realistic," yet this didn't detract from her charm, rather highlighted the girl's stunning image even more.

Simply put, a beautiful person looks beautiful no matter what they wear, even in a burlap sack.

The girl made quick progress over mountains and valleys, encountering no danger and soon arriving at the village surrounded by cherry blossom rivers, nestled within the mountains. But by now, the commotion there had quieted down, leaving no sound.

The fire had burned out, only faintly illuminating a few places, many houses and trees had collapsed, becoming ruins and charcoal.

Various Demon Ghosts roamed the village, as the girl, swift and agile, swiftly slaughtered a few unaware smaller demons along the way, then felt something, heading decisively in one direction.

Ahead under the Night Cherry Blossoms, someone seemed to have been waiting there.

But...

With neat, refreshing, short cropped hair, dressed in modern casual attire...

The person waiting beneath the Night Cherry Blossoms was a young man whose style was completely different, instantly pulling back from the era background and realistic atmosphere built in the earlier part of the animation to reality. It was even a mystery, most viewers seeing this would probably have a head full of black lines and question marks.

Gojo Satoru frowned, couldn't help but straighten his back, sitting upright.

Because ultimately it was animated imagery, although very real and detailed in art style, still different enough from reality. But… but… he could definitively assert that if this image appeared in reality, it would absolutely be that person from that night.

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