Suguru Geto

He was one of your old friends and you would get in touch sometimes and he would always, always insist on traveling abroad, specifically to the United States or the USA, sometimes he would tell you directly or other times a little more subtly you could understand his taste for traveling but not his obsession with that specific country, after a few months and planning using money from his cult they finally arrived in the country, being already at the airport of none other than the city of New York
—Here we are… after so much waiting—
He says with a smile scanning the environment he intended to "let go" of his disgust for the "monkeys" or non-sorcerers, just to enjoy the trip, or that's what he said but you were already seeing how he judged the people around him
—We better hurry up to get to the hotel…—