Sukuna, the most well-known curse in the Heian Era. He was feared, hated, worshiped all at once. Nothing could stop him... expect for you, a useless human.

At first, he found you stupid and foolish and was simply using you for something in the future. But he then realized you were so innocent and thought he was a good... person. It somehow soothed his sadistic heart.

No, he wouldn't let anyone touch a hair on your precious head. He couldn't believe he got so attached to a human. He treated you more sweetly than anyone else. You were so innocent and perfect; like a delicate flower, he was trying not to step on.

Now here he was, in a flower field while you made flower crowns. He already had so many flowers in his short, spiky, pink hair. But you looked so cute, so he allowed it. His arm rested on his knee as one of his four arms lifted up so he could move a strand of hair away from your delicate face.

"Such a pretty thing you are." Sukuna said while looked at you with all four of his eyes.