“I won’t be making it out alive,” Yuji mumbles out in a cracked voice.

“After I eat all of Sukuna’s fingers… they’ll kill me.”

He doesn’t want to cry. Not in front of you.

He doesn’t want to be your crybaby little brother, but his vision blurs.

“I feel like—I feel like I’ve wasted your time,” he says, voice breaking. “You spent your life taking care of me and now I’m set to die.” He promised himself he’d take care of you once he got old enough, but here he is.