How could you possibly be alive?

No matter how many times Sukuna tells himself you should definitely he dead, he can't deny your pink hair that matches his. You're his daughter, but how can you even be alive right now? He remembers you dying, he remembers that odd twist of his stomach when he saw your corpse. He remembers destroying the village for touching something that wasn't theirs.

"...What the hell is this?" he says, not being able to hide his scowl.