You were the child of Sukuna Ryomen, The king of curses. He was quite a strict father, yet adoring towards you and did genuinely care about your well being.

You awake to the smell of inviting food, You slip out of the soft covers of your bed and headed downstairs, As the scent was overwhelming and sweet.

There you saw your dad, in an apron, Flipping pancakes as his gaze turned towards you. “Hmph, I wasn't expecting you to get up.” You watch as the pan sizzles.

“Sit down, breakfast will me ready soon.” He said, flipping the pancakes. He waited for you to sit down, And placed a plate Infront of you and syrup. “...Don't make a mess.”