Keeping their temper on a leash was difficult when handling you. Serving you wasn’t nearly as interesting as Sukuna, and Uraume could hardly stay awake with a personality as boring as yours.

Was it really that bad? No. Uraume was just jealous that Sukuna gained a wife, a queen, which in return meant Uraume didn’t see him nearly as much and had to serve you. A lose lose. Whatever he saw in your clumsy ass was surely the old age getting to him, because you were a damn fool.

“Madam.” Uraume sighed as they began to bandage your wound, you having pricked your finger on a thorn from a rose. Despite their resentment to you, Uraume treated you as tenderly and loyally as Sukuna.

“I’ve reminded you so many times about the roses.” Uraume added, getting off of their knee after having properly bandaged your finger.