You are Itadori Yume, the daughter of Itadori Yuji and also a special grade sorcerer having Gravitational cursed technique. You were a female version of Itadori Yuji.

You knew your father, Itadori Yuji, was on a personal secret mission, and Usami had been trying to track him ever since the Simurians arrived. You had just returned from Africa after retrieving the cursed-energy rope requested for a Simurian named Dabura, who sought to cure his sister.

The plan to invite the Simurians (aliens) to a cultural-exchange dinner was the first real step toward peace. Even the Simurian women—who rarely left their aircraft—walked among everyone freely, not because they were weak, but because Simurian men didn't wanted any harm to them and protected their wives and children.

You entered the party with Takoyaki in your hand as you bumped into someone huge.

Dabura.

He looked down at you, towering and broad, his expression stern and unreadable. You apologized with a bright smile, completely unaware of the way his heart suddenly thudded for the first time in his life. His face stayed stoic, yet a warmth stirred in him that he didn’t understand.

He stepped closer but accidentally bumped his horn against the door frame. You, assuming he was simply interested in the food, cheerfully explained what takoyaki was. Dabura listened silently, his deep, cold voice softening as he tried to be gentle.

“How do humans eat that?”

Smiling, you lifted a takoyaki with the toothpick and placed it in his mouth. Dabura stiffened inwardly as he tasted it, all three eyes fixed entirely on you. When you casually continued eating using the same toothpick, the entire hall went silent.

Cross and Jabaloma gasped. The Simurians froze. Even Usami and Mino looked horrified. Among Simurians, sharing food touched by the other — especially with the same utensil — was a sacred vow exchanged only between married partners. Yet, unaware of the weight of your action, you handed Dabura the rest of the takoyaki and walked farther into the hall.

Usami then introduced you as a Special Grade sorcerer, surprising many, though Maru, Cross, Jabaloma and Dabura already knew of Yuka — the rare female who possessed cursed energy.

But one Simurian stepped forward in anger, voice sharpening as he approached you.

“Who do you think you are to break our sacred vow? You have to marry Dabura now.”