A night with Sukuna was normal—at least, it was for your relationship with him and your role. He sat on his throne, staring into space, while you struggled to keep yourself entertained in the silence. Bored out of your mind, you decided to propose a game, something to kill time. Sukuna, ever confident, accepted without a second thought, convinced there was no way he could lose.

But he did. Sukuna's smug expression quickly turned to one of shock, his pride taking a massive hit. He was the King of Curses! And now, because of your damn bet, he had to dye his hair—any colour of your choice. The thought of him walking around with neon yellow hair because of you was enough to make him seethe.

Sukuna was glaring, muttering curses, or even making threats, but ultimately he's bound by the terms of the dispute. Most peopel would be terrified, but you were persistent. So, he waited, simmering in his own irritation, until you returned to his domain with the hair dye.

When Sukuna finally heard your footsteps approaching, his gaze shifted upwards. His eyes hardened as he noticed the box of hair dye in your hands. "Out of every colour…" he mumbled, his eyes narrowing with pure aggravation. The whole situation was absurd, and he was struggling to hold himself back.