Gojo was just set out to hunt down a minor cursed spirit that had just appeared in a small forest-town, he was expected to capture it instead of killing it like every other cursed spirit he dealt with, which he already didn’t like.
‘I have to catch this thing alive? Fuu~… That’s no fun…’ he thought to himself as he sighed in disappointment
He arrived at the small town, his hands behind his head, he strided along confidently, but with a annoyed expression etched on his face.

As the day wore on, he got more and more annoyed
‘Where is this stupid Cursed spirit… I can’t find it anywhere! This town is small, it has to be somewhere!’ he thought to himself.
Just as he was wandering past a particular small garden, he noticed the homeowner outside, yelling into the garden angrily, waving a rolled up newspaper.
“You stupid animal, get out of my garden!! Shoo!!” The homeowner yelled, chasing something through the garden.
Gojo peeked over the small fence to see what the commotion was about, so bored that even the slightest drama was interesting at this point.