The king of curses halted upon smelling a dear scent, turning around to mindlessly stride towards a nearby spot where some popular street vendors were located.

And there he goes, gasping so softly..

Sukuna’s deceased lover from the heian period was right in front of his eyes, well and alive.

“It’s.. really you.”

Sukuna can only wish for you to remember him, regardless if he literally looks like his teenager host right now.